Kang Yeo-hwa couldn’t forget the moment she first met Siwoo.
Her parents had been killed by the monsters that emerged from the gate.
She was the only one who was pushed out of the house and barely survived, becoming an orphan thereafter.
With her father’s death, his business went bankrupt,
and in the face of those who flocked like hyenas, using all sorts of pretexts to strip away the assets, there was nothing she could do.
She was ignorant of the law and powerless.
Neither her relatives, her father’s friends, nor his colleagues or subordinates at the company helped her.
In the end, she lived alone.
From petty pickpocketing to outright theft.
She committed every possible crime she could at a young age to survive.
She even dropped out of school.
Why bother with school when she needed to make money?
She had to pay off debts of unknown origin.
She had to escape from the debt collectors.
On that day too, Kang Yeo-hwa seduced a man as usual at a bar.
She intended to have a few drinks with him and subtly steal from his wallet, but unfortunately, the man turned out to be a hunter.
Being a first-generation hunter, it was a given that he wasn’t of high quality.
Pow!
“You b*tch, dare to pick my pocket? Do I look like an idiot to you?!”
He suddenly struck her with his fist.
Kang Yeo-hwa glared at him while bleeding from her lips and nose.
“Tsk, look at this. Seems like you need some education? Hey, lock the door. You’re screwed, b*tch.”
Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Hey! Open your goddamn eyes!”
The hunter slapped Kang Yeo-hwa’s cheek with every word he uttered.
Each time his palm struck her cheek, it felt like fire.
Blood flowed from her mouth and nose, making it difficult to breathe.
Still, she gritted her teeth and endured until the end.
‘𝘽𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙙! 𝙔𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙄 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪!’
While cursing inwardly, Kang Yeo-hwa never begged for forgiveness or cried, for that was the law of the streets she had lived by.
“Ha, what a tough b*tch? Can’t even kill you with my skills. What should I do with you. . . Come to think of it, you don’t look too bad bleeding like that?”
The man noticed her exposed flesh through her torn top and gave a strange smile.
He had initially been drawn to Kang Yeo-hwa’s beauty and sat her next to him.
“Shall we try a different kind of education?”
The man grabbed Kang Yeo-hwa’s hair and dragged her under the chair.
“Manager, is there a room available here?”
“Hey! Let go! I said let go!!”
“Shut up, you b*tch.”
The man pulled her hair as he wandered around the bar.
There were other customers, but no one stepped in.
No, they couldn’t.
The combat hunter, Bae Sung-gu.
He was one of the more successful first-generation hunters.
A crazy son of a b*tch with a crazy personality and crazy skills to match.
Rumor had it that he had killed more than ten hunters inside the gate.
Moreover, he belonged to <Blood Arhat>, one of the three major hunter organizations.
So, he had nothing to fear or dread.
Had Kang Yeo-hwa been involved in the hunter world or known the related information, she wouldn’t have tangled with him.
But she had lived solely in her own world, oblivious to him.
“Hey, why don’t we just do it here? Let’s make the other bastards turn their eyes away.”
Bae Sung-gu loosened his belt in the middle of the bar.
“F*ck off, as*hole!”
Kang Yeo-hwa kicked Bae Sung-gu’s abdomen with her foot.
Thud, a sound was made.
But Bae Sung-gu didn’t flinch at all.
“b*tch, where until you gonna resist like that? That’s even better.”
Having thrown away his pants, he leaned his body toward Kang Yeo-hwa.
“Aaack! Get lost, get lost I said!! F*ck! I’ll kill you later! I’ll kill you!”
“You do that. But for now, I’ll kill you first, hehehe.”
Bae Sung-gu began tearing Kang Yeo-hwa’s clothes.
For a hunter with enhanced physical abilities, a woman’s thin clothes were like mere tissue paper.
Kang Yeo-hwa glared at him with a look that could kill, biting her lips tightly.
Tears streamed down, but her expression never turned submissive.
“Let’s see how long you can keep that face?”
The man’s mouth was about to touch Kang Yeo-hwa’s white, beautiful breasts.
Thwack!
“Aaack!! F*ck, who the hell are you!!”
At that moment, a flying beer bottle hit Bae Sung-gu’s head from somewhere.
He jumped up and shouted around.
“Who did that!!! I’ll f*cking tear you apart!”
“Shut up.”
The owner of the voice slowly turned his body from the chair.
Very young-looking, still appearing to be a student.
He might have just turned twenty.
At a glance, he seemed around the same age as Kang Yeo-hwa, who was crying.
“Did you throw that just now?”
“Yeah.”
“Hah—f*cking unbelievable. What day is it today?”
Bae Sung-gu strode toward him, only in his underwear.
Kang Yeo-hwa watched the scene, covering her body with her torn clothes.
A completely unfamiliar face.
“You f*cking brat. Get on your knees and suck on my toes one by one. Then I’ll only half-kill you and let you live.”
At Bae Sung-gu’s words, the other person snickered.
“. . .You’re laughing?”
“If I suck your toes, my mouth will rot anyway, so you might as well just kill me?”
“Haha. Alright, then.”
Bae Sung-gu swung his fist.
Kwaaang!!
The other person dodged, and an innocent table was smashed instead.
Bae Sung-gu immediately drew out his mana from his dantian.
Crude and rough mana gushed out, covering his entire body.
But the other person was no longer in sight.
“Where did you go!!!”
“Behind you.”
Bae Sung-gu turned around.
His eyes had already turned red with rage.
And the other person’s fist plunged right into those enraged eyes.
Poohhhhhh!!
. . . . . .Kwaaaaaang!
An explosive sound that one wouldn’t imagine coming from a punch burst out, and Bae Sung-gu’s body was embedded into the bar’s wall.
“Ughhhh. . .”
“Big bro!!”
“You little bastard!”
The hunters following Bae Sung-gu surrounded the other person, fidgeting restlessly.
They were all capable hunters.
But the other person casually threw a remark at them.
“Get lost. Unless you want to be beaten up.”
That chilling aura pierced through the hunters.
A mere force of presence, or charisma.
An indescribable weight that instantly scattered them like cockroaches.
Kang Yeo-hwa blankly watched the scene unfold.
It looked so unreal, like a scene from a movie.
The man glanced at her and slowly headed for the exit.
‘𝙊𝙝 𝙣𝙤!’
Kang Yeo-hwa hurried over and grabbed the man.
A man with sharp features.
He was probably only two or three years older than her.
Maybe a high school student or a fresh college student.
“T-Thank you. . .”
Normally, she wouldn’t have thanked someone for helping her.
But somehow, she felt like she had to hold onto this man.
The man carefully observed Kang Yeo-hwa’s face and body.
But unlike other men, his gaze wasn’t to admire her beauty or figure, but rather to find something else.
Then he took off his jacket and wrapped it around Kang Yeo-hwa’s body.
“T-Thank y—”
“Want to become strong?”
“Huh?”
“Want to live like a real person?”
A strange question.
She had never been asked such a question before.
And she had never even thought about it herself.
“. . .Yes.”
Kang Yeo-hwa answered as if spellbound.
“Come to Gate 1 District when you have time.”
“Yes. . . W-Who should I ask for there?”
The man ruffled Kang Yeo-hwa’s hair and left with a single remark.
“Mad Dog.”