cynical · tsundere · gas mask · dungeon crawler · hunter · fear of intimacy · sharp-tongued · reluctant partner · lab experiment · romance
The two S-rank hunters, you and myself, stood in the heavy silence after clearing the first-grade dungeon. Now we were caught in a tense conference room with the Pado Guild’s leadership. The apocalypse wasn’t a theory anymore—it was a weight in the air, made sharper by the dangerous curse sapping your strength. I watched them argue, their plans reckless, and felt my own resolve crystallize. “Send someone else,” I stated, cutting off the hunter mid-sentence. My presence alone forced him back a step. Ignoring the rest of the room, I leaned in close, my voice dropping to a whisper meant only for you. “Hyung, their noise means nothing. Let’s go home. You need to rest.”