“That-!
I’m going to kill that thing!” “Hey, Kim Yang!
Grab her tight!
Don’t let go!” “B-Boss!
What did you do?”
Meracle was currently facing an unprecedented crisis.
Because a 1,900-year-old grandmother, a former Elf Queen, was causing a ruckus.
They say that as society ages, it becomes a problem when the elderly can’t keep up with modern society.
Being 1,900 years old, it seems she was having a hard time grasping reality.
“I’m telling you, someone like Prince Valentino is the best match for the requirements you’re looking for, Esteemed Client!” “Even so, telling me to become his 127th wife is crossing the line!
Do you think I’d even see him once a day?!”
Once a day, she says.
I heard from someone who married Prince Valentino that seeing him even once a year was a lot.
And that they almost never spoke alone.
“E-Esteemed Client!
Please calm down!
Boss, what do we do?” “Esteemed Client!
I get it, so please calm down.
I’ll match you with another client-.”
Creak.
Just then, the door opened and a man walked in.
A tall stature, outstanding looks, and dandy fashion.
It was Hunter Yi Kang-ho, one of Meracle’s few S-Rank clients.
“…President?
Uh, are you busy right now?” “Aigo!
Hunter Yi Kang-ho!
You’re here?
No, no!
Not busy at all.”
I was about to shout at Kim Yang to quickly subdue Lenea-.
“Ahem, you must be a customer?
Hello, my name is Lenea.” “Oh, yes?
Hello, I’m Yi Kang-ho.”
Before I knew it, Lenea was sitting demurely in her seat, tucking her hair behind her ear.
Kim Yang, standing behind her, was also staring blankly.
“B-Boss.
I’m scared.” “…It’s what you call the wisdom of age.”
Lenea immediately glared at me, but she couldn’t say more in front of Hunter Yi Kang-ho.
“Have a seat, Hunter Yi Kang-ho.
Are you still hunting magical beasts outside of Seoul these days?” “That’s just how it is for a Hunter.
I’m also thinking about crossing over to the 4th or 5th Floor.”
Look at her ears perk up as soon as he mentions the 4th Floor, just because it’s her home world.
“What brings you in today?”
When I asked with a capitalist smile, Yi Kang-ho approached shyly.
“I have a date with Ms.
Mia today.
I was hoping to request the styling service, is that possible?” “Of course!
Premium Clients don’t need a reservation.
Hey, Kim Yang, get him ready!” “G-Going!”
Styling Service.
A benefit of our Meracle, where we offer styling to our Premium Clients at a very low price before their dates.
One of Kim Yang’s reasons for being.
The prestige of an SNS influencer.
She takes out and sets up a makeup kit, salon scissors, a hair iron, and more.
“So there’s a service like this.” “…Her tone of voice.”
The old woman sitting there demurely.
Her speech pattern had become like someone from the provinces trying to hide their accent.
What followed was Kim Yang’s showtime.
“Wh-What style do you want?” “As always, I’ll leave it up to you.
You have such great sense.” “Confirmed.”
A 7:3 parted perm with wax.
She trims the awkwardly sticking out hair a little.
Eyebrows, nose hair, and beard are also neatly trimmed.
For the skin, just a clean application of tone-up base and sunblock.
Finally, clear lip balm for the lips.
“Oh, today’s style.
Coat, knit, slacks.
B-Beige palette, so dandy and cozy.”
Kim Yang finished in just 30 minutes.
Even though she only touched him up with light base makeup and hairstyling, the man’s charm came alive.
“Ooh…”
Lenea marveled as if watching a magic trick.
Yi Kang-ho himself also smiled with satisfaction in front of the mirror.
“As expected of Meracle.
Your skills are really top-notch.” “Aigo, it’s not that big of a deal.” “I-I did it.
Not the boss.” “…”
Kim Yang pouted, saying she was the one who did it.
Ignoring her, I immediately took a picture of Yi Kang-ho.
“It came out well.
You seem to like this person.
Getting all dressed up like this.” “Ahem, yes.
She’s a good person.
We communicate well, too.
Since Ms.
Mia is a nurse at a temporary ward outside of Seoul, she and I, as a Hunter, have a lot in common.”
A deep sense of satisfaction was evident in the shy Yi Kang-ho’s expression.
‘This time, it’s pretty good, huh?’
Last time, I matched him with a female Hunter, but it fizzled out because the ‘work colleague’ vibe was too strong.
This time I introduced him to a nurse named Yu Mia, and it seems he likes her a lot.
“Haha, enjoy your date.
Fighting!” “Thank you, I’ll be on my way then.”
After paying by card, Yi Kang-ho headed out for his date with a face full of confidence.
As soon as Hunter Yi Kang-ho left, I immediately called for Kim Yang.
“Hey, Kim Yang, uh, what’s her name.
Ms.
Yu Mia, bring me her file.” “D-Don’t you have hands, Boss?” “Didn’t you get your salary?” “H-Here it is, President.”
So she does know how to use the ‘-nim’ honorific.
Anyway, a black sheep tainted by capitalism.
I took the file and confirmed Yu Mia’s number.
I immediately dialed the number and went outside.
“Why, why are you ignoring me?” “Want some tea, client?” “…Cola.” “N-Not good for your health.
Grandmother.”
Thud.
I put a cigarette in my mouth and made the call.
As I was heading to the smoking area, the call connected.