The Hunter Wants to Live Quietly (bl)

Sunlight filtered through the glass adorned with a faded red sticker advertising hangover soup. The hangover soup restaurant was unusually quiet today during the ingredient preparation time. Park Ha-eun was at a friend's house, there were no missing ingredients, and the meat was simmering nicely on its own.

As a result, Cha Eui-jae sat alone at the counter, leisurely flipping through a paper newspaper for the first time in a while. The pleasant warmth of the sunlight, the familiar commercial jingles from the brown tube TV, and the rustling feel of the paper under his fingertips—all were welcome and nostalgic, just like before the Day of the Rift.

'...'

Cha Eui-jae rubbed his temple with his fist and tilted his head.

Is that why hunters often come here? To reflect on the fact that there were once ordinary days, even though the world and themselves have changed?

'Well, it might just be because hangover soup is cheap...'

Cha Eui-jae brushed off the sentimental thoughts that had surfaced for the first time in a long time. He decided it was more efficient to enjoy the rare peaceful afternoon and leisure instead of dwelling on emotions.

'But it really has been a while.'

When did it all start? Getting entangled with hunters. In his mind, he saw a glamorous and beautiful face smiling with a twisted lip. Thinking of Lee Sa-young's face, which exuded a striking presence like a bright red rose, Cha Eui-jae sighed deeply.

'It's all because of Lee Sa-young.'

From the moment he met him, he should have acknowledged that his peaceful life had crossed the Samdocheon 1 . Smacking his lips, Cha Eui-jae folded the newspaper and stood up, stretching.

But thanks to Lee Sa-young, he realized what he truly wanted. Picking up a broom, Cha Eui-jae spread his hand wide. Faint golden lines shimmered on his skin.