Auto Hunting

Chapter 120

No. 120

Yoo-seong walked briskly through the corridors of the Korean Embassy in Japan.

He passed by a Japanese employee who was watching a video on his cellphone. As soon as the employee recognized him, his mouth dropped wide open.

Yoo-seong continued walking without pause.

How many times had that happened to him today?

Every Japanese person he’d encountered had such a reaction. Through Yang Chang-guk, Yoo-seong’s footage of Murata had spread like wildfire.

Yukio Murata was the Prime Minister. He had to put the country and its people above all else.

But now, everyone felt betrayed by him.

It was a betrayal. There was no other word to describe it. They’d seen how their Prime Minister had seemed satisfied with waiting for hunters to arrive.

He had gambled the lives of his citizens on luck.

Yoo-seong counted down silently.

‘One.’

Suddenly, a voice interrupted his concentration.

“Yoo-seong?”

It had come from outside the door.

Yoo-seong opened his eyes and saw a tall, scholarly-looking man approach him. It was Ambassador Joo Young-jin. He was the man who had given Yoo-seong permission to use the hall for his convenience.

“Oh, did I disturb you?”

“No, Ambassador. What brings you here?”

The man scratched his head as if he were in trouble. Yoo-seong had a bad feeling about this. Ambassador Joo Young-jin was a man of few words and was very considerate. That he had to interrupt Yoo-seong during training meant that something big had happened.

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“Now, at the embassy… there is an intruder.”

At this, Yoo-seong stood immediately.

***

Walking down the hall with Ambassador Joo Young-jin, Yoo-seong asked about the trespassing.

“The intruder is in your office right now?” Yoo-seong’s voice was filled with concern.

“Yes. Actually, a report came in an hour ago. A woman was looking for you. We couldn’t let her in because, first of all, she isn’t even Korean.”

After getting rejected at the entrance, the woman had stepped back. But, a few minutes later, she had reappeared at the Ambassador’s office somehow.

“She asked me to bring you. No matter what. She looked pretty desperate. It’s not the usual crazy person,” the Ambassador said.

“She looked as if she was going to turn the entire embassy over. Civilians could get hurt,” he added.

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Yoo-seong nodded. “You have judged accurately.”

Someone skilled enough and bold enough to sneak into an embassy. She was probably a hunter, or at least a CE user.

Yoo-seong clenched and unclenched his fingers, preparing for a fight.

“I think I know who it likely is,” he said.

“Really?” The Ambassador’s eyes widened. “Who is it?”

“I know of only one woman who would be crazy enough to do it.”

‘Chika Sukune.’

A girl who would destroy everything if she couldn’t get what she wanted.

“Ambassador, you must not go in. Go to the first floor instead,” Yoo-seong warned. “I will finish it as quickly and quietly as possible.”

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“Well, please.” The Ambassador tapped his shoulder and left him in front of the office door.

With a firm expression, Yoo-seong walked in, pushing the door open with his feet.

Bang-!

“Why did you come here?!” he said immediately as he took a step inside. “Haven’t you suffered enough-”

He stopped mid-sentence.

The woman that was waiting inside was not Chika Sukune. This person, with her hoodie pulled down firmly, was much taller.

Meanwhile, Yoo-seong was berating himself.

How could he not have thought of it sooner?

Was it because he was in the middle of training and thought it was an urgent matter?

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If Chika Sukune were rejected at the entrance, she would not sneak in.

Instead, she would barge in and destroy everything her way.

Yoo-seong tried to open his mouth.

He had to take back the harsh words he’d just said. However, when the woman raised her head, and the hood covering it fell back, Yoo-seong could not find the words to say.

The woman approached him with tears in her eyes. And as she ran towards him…

Yoo-seong smelled a familiar floral scent.

Whispering soft words while sobbing, Yang Biyeon hugged Oh Yoo-seong tight.