Heroine Hunts Heroines

Chapter 70

"Eun-ha! Yoo Eun-ha!"

When I woke up, it was Lee Yoo-jung who greeted me. There’s nothing quite as refreshing as waking up to a beautiful woman.

"Yoo-jung, I missed you."

I pulled her head down and tasted her lips as she tried to wake me.

"Mmmph—wait, hold on. Let’s save this for tonight. I’ve got something to tell you."

"Something to tell me?"

"Suji came out of the training room... with horns on her head."

Well, that was probably because of me, wasn’t it? A side effect of being tainted by me. Powering up in advance is important. Following the original story blindly, despite knowing the future, just isn’t my style. I don’t regret it.

"Oh, that? It’s because she got infused with my energy. She’s a monster now."

Han Suji’s transformation naturally piqued the interest of the other heroines.

"Obviously, this is all Yoo Eun-ha’s fault."

"That’s what I thought."

Anything that happens, they say it’s my fault.

Meanwhile, Han Suji, whether she understood my intentions or not, seemed rather pleased, adjusting her horns as if fascinated by them.

"I can make them smaller?"

Of course. I can adjust mine freely, so there’s no reason why Han Suji, who awakened with my energy, shouldn’t be able to do the same.

"And what’s up with your eyes? Did you get hit somewhere?"

"What’s the difference? Just like how you’re turning into a dark elf."

"Hey, I can at least turn it on and off! Plus, I’m about to fully awaken as an elf!"

That was Reyna, our half-elf hybrid.

"I can toggle mine on and off too," said Han Suji, shrinking her horns.

"In that case, I guess I’m a toggle switch too," Rachel chimed in.

"Hey, Rachel, this isn’t about you."

"Shouldn’t I be included? After all, I did have your child."

That’s a bit misleading. The kid wasn’t exactly born from a sperm and egg union. Besides, she favors Yoo-jung more than me, even now, sleeping on her head instead of mine.

"I don’t see what having a child has to do with this... Wait, why are you glaring at me?"

"Hold on, did Rachel, the one who had the baby, mean her?"

"Well, sort of, but it’s a little more complicated. But yeah, that’s right."

"Then what about me?"

Han Suji’s eyes filled with tears.

A woman’s tears are potent—unless they’re being shed in a police station or courtroom to play the victim. It makes me want to comfort her.

So, I gently hugged her and whispered in her ear to make her cry a little more.

"Suji, let me remind you, only I can handle a villain like you. So make sure to behave in a way that pleases me, okay?"

"I-I’m sorry."

"Just kidding. I just want us to get along. Got it?"

After patting her on the back, Han Suji finally relaxed and sighed with relief.

"So, I guess I’m the most normal one here?" Yoo-jung said smugly.

"Where, exactly? You’re always holed up in your room tapping away on your laptop."

"Exactly, the ultimate shut-in."

For once, a small vein appeared on normally stoic Yoo-jung’s temple.

"At least I’m still human. I mean, one of you has elf ears, another has horns, and everything’s gone a bit feral around here. As the human, I’m the ultimate winner, aren’t I?"

By human standards, she might be right.

"Hah, you don’t get it, do you? Elves live a long time, practically no aging."

"Monsters don’t have to deal with periods."

A catfight?

Not really; it was more like a pride match over who was the most “normal.” Objectively, humanity still ruled the Earth, and the vast majority were regular humans, so Yoo-jung probably had the strongest claim to normalcy.

But then again, none of us are really ordinary humans if we’re using our abilities.

Shinohara Yuzuki, as Japan’s real power, would stir rumors by enrolling in a Korean academy, even if covertly.

"That’s why we have a retainer with transformation abilities, isn’t it? I’ll use a kagemusha."

"Understood, Master."

The groundwork was laid.

Yoo Eun-ha, a cadet... Shinohara Yuzuki’s curiosity was piqued.

Despite being called a cadet, she possessed exceptional skills, having consumed fragments of sin to become at least an A-grade monster, a cadet capable of dispatching high-level threats with a mere gesture. Forming ties with the hunter who would one day lead Korea could only benefit the Shinohara clan.

***

New York

The American hunter community was also paying close attention to the sins emerging in Korea. Alex, who represented the U.S. in the Hunter Union, was in charge of everything related to the sins in Korea. He had even arranged a place for his daughter to stay there.

Although he wanted to go himself, he had too many responsibilities in the U.S., so he decided to send his daughter, Rosemary, instead. Fortunately, the academy in Korea was internationally renowned, so he felt confident about sending his precious daughter there.

"Father, are you telling me to go to Korea?"

A young girl with long blonde hair neatly tied up looked at Alex and asked.

"Yes. Officially, it’s for study abroad, but in reality, it’s to investigate the sins. Of course, there’s more to it than that. Get to know some of the prominent hunters currently making a name for themselves in Korea. This era belongs to hunters, after all. Especially, you should get close to Yoo Eun-ha, the younger sibling of the Divine Sword. That will be beneficial for you."

This was the era of the great hunters. It was a time when it was wise to build connections with promising hunters, regardless of national borders.

"What do they look like?"

"Here, take a look. Rosemary, I know my daughter is the cutest, but wouldn’t it be nice to have this person by your side? She’s a cadet who’s garnered even higher expectations than the Divine Sword during his own academy days."

Rosemary glanced at the photo Alex handed her.

In the middle of a team competition, a white-haired woman wielded a sword wrapped in white flames. The moment she saw her, Rosemary became intrigued by this white-haired girl. She had never seen anyone with such a perfect face and figure.

‘Maybe I can make this girl one of my dolls too.’

"Hansung Academy, was it? Sure, let’s go."

Rosemary was the youngest to become a hunter in the U.S. With little else to do, this was an opportunity to expand her collection of “dolls.”

***

Unknown Dungeon

When’s Baekhwa coming out?Seriously, slave girl, hurry up and bring your master on.Why, though? Si-woo is cute too.Damn, I just want to see the two of them hugging and rubbing their chests together.Enough with the pervs!Honestly, neither has shown their face yet—shouldn’t they reveal soon?

"Haha... Sorry about that. My master has been a bit busy lately. So, today’s BaekhwaTV ends here!"

Choi Si-woo ended the broadcast and sighed deeply.

How much longer would she have to keep doing this?

Ah, of course, it was something her master had ordered, so she would happily comply. But every time she saw a lewd comment in the chat, it made her want to kill the viewers who wrote them. After all, her body, whether in words or touch, was only for her master to enjoy. Choi Si-woo stomped on the head of a corpse beneath her foot, crushing it.

"Oh, look who it is—the infamous Butcher of Songdo."

"Hmm?"

Was there still more trash to deal with? Or had new garbage arrived? Glancing around, she saw dozens of villains dressed in black.

"We were planning to claim this dungeon, but didn’t expect to find the Butcher of Songdo here."

"Check out that body—damn, I’d love to get a piece of that. Let’s take her and have some fun."

"What about her face?"

"Who cares? Even if her face is trash, we can just keep the mask on and go to town."

Vulgar words from worthless trash. Nothing they said was worth listening to, but one line in particular got under her skin. Insulting the face her master had praised was something she couldn’t let slide.

Though these scum didn’t deserve to see her face, Choi Si-woo removed her mask, showing them her face.

"You trash dare insult the face even my master praised?"

Choi Si-woo gripped her sword tightly.

These fools were saying things they had no right to utter. And from the way they leered, it was clear they were starving, seeing her as little more than prey.

"Oho, that’s a pretty cute face you’ve got there."

"Makes me want to have her deep-throating me to the neck."

"She must have shown us her face because she wants us to rape her."

Where did they get the nerve to spew such filth?

She’d intended to kill them anyway, but now her ears were thoroughly dirtied.

"The reason I showed you my face? It’s because I know I can kill you all."

[Hahaha, that’s it, oh holy—no, demonic sword master! Let’s kill them quickly and get back to devouring Eun-ha.]

‘What kind of tone is that to use with my master? Alright, first I’ll deal with these pests.’

A sinister smile stretched across Si-woo’s lips as the sword in her hand gleamed ominously.