Requiem Of A Failed Hero

Chapter 118 Happy Moments

"Hey, babe..."

"I missed you." Jae-Hwa looked at her with sparkles in his eyes.

"I hear you have been touring all around the world as a model of some sort." He smiled to her as she wrapped her hands around his neck and he held her waist, pulling her closer.

She squinted her eyes in a cheesy way as she replied to him, "I mean... it's not that I can just refuse them. It is also to produce the image of the guild. I mean, they wonder why I can have the skin of a dead man and still be more beautiful than Miss America."

"Even I wonder that...even more beautiful than Miss World."

"Don't push it, honey." She said with a chuckle, averting her gaze for a while, and then looked back at him three seconds later. She smiled as both their eyes stayed on each other for the next few minutes.

"Damn, I've missed this so much." She said, slowly shifting her eyes to his lips. Her facial expression slowly morphed into a relaxed and shy one.

Mok Jae-Hwa's hand ran down her face, from her temple to her cheeks and the corner of her lips.

The heads of the two slowly overcome the little distance between them and their lips finally came together.

"Guild president!!"

A stupid human barged in– critically interrupting the two.

They had to jump away from each other in a very powerful way– such that Mok Jae-Hwa's back was slammed against the wall as he was pushed away by Shin-Hye who got too nervous.

"Holy Cow! I'm so sorry!" She immediately ran to him.

"No no, it's okay." Mok Jae-Hwa slowly got up. The Wall was cracked but he didn't take any damage.

"I'm so sorry." Shin-Hye still pressed her apology but this time she was giggling.

Mok Jae-Hwa got up and scowled at the secretary that badged inside.

"What is it? What is it that made you not knock secretary Hoon."

"I'm so sorry sir. But word came in from India."

As hunter Mok Jae-Hwa heard India, his expression became tensed, his brows furrowed together.

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"Waaaaaaaahhhhh..." Raith's face endlessly sparkled at the phone screen. He has been like that for a few days now.

"One, two, three, four, five..."

He would count the number of zeroes over and over again.

"Ah!!! four hundred and fifty billion dollars!!! Min-ho, kill me!!" Raith screamed.

"Hyungnim, you have been shouting like that for the past two days since the association sent you money. By now, I actually want to kill you but I can't, I would have died ten times over before even touching you."

Raith didn't care or even pay attention to his reply as he directed the guys that installed the new led TV.

"Ah! This is perfect! I hear Korean dramas are so enjoyable!" A third voice in that living room said, lively and vibrant. His legs were crossed on the table and his eyes were deadly locked on the TV that was being installed.

Min-ho sighed. '...The past few days have been the worst. Apparently, this red-haired guy... is from the same world that Hyungnim said he visited last before coming here... I still find it very hard to believe the existence of another world but when I look at him.' Min-ho threw one last gaze at Absalom who sat on the table, vibrant, waiting for the TV to work.

'...look at the way he is doing...' Min-ho looked back to the men that were busy with the concluding parts of the installation.

"You are good to go now," One of the men in grey jumpsuit said and bowed.

"Thanks, I sent a token to your bank account," Min-ho said.

"Excuse me, sir." The man said to Min-ho. His subordinates behind him were anxiously standing with a paper and pen in their hands.

"Sir?" Min-ho respectfully inquired about what they wanted.

"That is Hunter Raven, right? Our catastrophe rank hunter that defeated America's catastrophe rank hunter." He whispered to Min-ho, glancing at Raith whose eyes were sparkling at his phone screen.

That was the narration everyone has given him since he became a catastrophe rank hunter.

Citizens, both old and young would refer to him as 'Our catastrophe rank hunter that defeated America's catastrophe rank hunter'. Even people that didn't know him were proud of him.

And his face was all over the media, nationally and internationally. His news was everywhere and that was even just a start. Another problem was the mob of reporters that swamped the front of Min-ho's house because they wanted an interview with him. Because of this, they had to destroy the back wall of the house so Min-ho could go in and out– and the installers too.

"Yes..." Min-ho sighed, he had no choice but to accept, he was hoping they leave here in one piece– because one cannot tell with this his hyungnim.

"Please, sir? Can we have his autograph, we would love to take it to our kids at home."

Min-ho looked over the man's shoulder as he spoke and could see the anticipating eyes of the men behind him. Even though he probably wanted to refuse them, the passionate look in their eyes made things very hard for him.

He dragged himself over to Raith.

"Hyungnim."

"What?"

"There are some guys that want to have your autograph?"

"Uh? What is that?"

All through his reply, Raith didn't take his eyes off his phone's screen.

beep beep 'Battery low'

The phone went off.

"Min-ho... charge this for me!" That was the first time he lifted his head and looked at Min-ho.

He looked at the men behind Min-ho and the new TV.

"Oh? You bought a new TV?"

"Eh? Hyungnim?! You've been here the whole time."

"Sure sure, help me charge this." He said, stretching his phone to Min-ho.

"Hyungnim," Min-ho called him after collecting his phone.

"What?"

"These men have come to collect your autograph." He stated, blankly looking at Raith as if he had promised himself not to be shocked at what Raith's reaction was going to be.

"Sure... bring it in," Raith said with an indifferent expression on his face.

Min-ho's eyes widened with surprise. "Wow..." He thought Raith was going to snap at them or act very weird such that it was going to ruin his reputation. But turns out even Raith could be considerate.

He smiled as he watched Raith sign his initials on the paper they gave him.

"Sir, if you don't mind, can we take a picture with you?" The man asked him, bringing out his phone.

"Hmmm..." Raith nodded with an indifferent expression and the men all surrounded him whichever they could and the man lifted the phone to take a selfie.

"Me too! Me too!!" Absalom shouted, jumping into the picture without being called.

"Mr. Baek, you too should join." The man said to Min-ho who was smiling as he looked at Raith and the others.

"Yes human, you should come... thanks to you I have been eating really good food."

"You mean Ramen?" Raith snarled at him.

"Ramen is a really good food. I can't get used to it."

Raith sighed, "...I will seriously die of Ramen at this point..."

As they all complained and laugh, a nice selfie including Min-ho was taken– it really was a happy photo that deserved its position on the wall of Min-ho's living room.