The Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial-Chapter 297
“CRAAAAH!”
When her sword pierced its head, one Shadow of the Snowfield dissolved into frost and vanished.
“Huff!”
Breathing hard, Kwon Riyeong gripped her blade tight again, watching the monsters’ movements.
'Still three left...'
Perhaps because one had fallen, the remaining Shadows didn’t dare rush her so easily.
She glanced back—thankfully, Guru had escaped, already gone.
Phew.
She let out a sigh of relief, though her own situation was far from favorable.
While she braced in tense standoff, all three lunged at once.
Clenching her teeth, Kwon Riyeong raised her sword to slash the ones baring fangs at her—
Squelch!
Something soft blocked her sword’s path.
'Soap bubbles?'
The charging monsters were trapped inside bubbles.
But they couldn’t last long.
As the Shadows thrashed, the bubbles encasing them all burst at once.
POP POP POP!
Watching the monsters blown back by the bubble explosions, Kwon Riyeong hesitated.
If she turned her back now, they’d rip her apart.
But if she had to flee—this was her only chance!
“Mara! Run!”
She sent the black retriever off first, then tightened her grip on her blade.
She only needed to endure until the Hunters arrived. Just long enough for Mara to get away.
That was her resolve—
Clink-clink, clink-clink—
Suddenly, came the sound of an old bicycle wheel spinning.
“...?”
What appeared before her was unbelievable.
A teddy bear on a tricycle, creak-creak, pedaling toward her.
— Docent Kwon Riyeong, do you need help?
A distorted, gravelly voice buzzed in her ear.
Of course she knew the reputation of this teddy bear.
The one who never revealed their identity, manipulating a bear doll. The name given for that reason: “Jjapso.”
The most watched crafting-class Hunter in the world.
But—
'Why is Jjapso here?!'
Up close, the doll was even smaller than expected, but the madness it radiated was even denser.
“...?”
As she was struck speechless, Jjapso pedaled closer with squeaky turns.
— Ride. I’ll get you out of this danger.
Then it pointed to the tricycle’s tiny back seat.
Staring at the miniscule space, Kwon Riyeong muttered, half in despair:
“There’s no way I can fit on that...”
— Incompetent.
'I’m incompetent for not being able to ride it?!'
She fumed at the injustice.
But Jjapso simply sighed and hopped off the tricycle with comically tiny steps.
The absurd cuteness clashed violently with the emergency at hand.
While she gaped, the monsters rose again, snorting frost.
Kwon Riyeong lifted her sword, resetting her stance.
'So my so-called ally is just some concept-freak? And a crafter, at that?'
“Are you alone? When are the other Hunters arriving?”
— Alone.
“What?! Why?! What’s happening outside? No reinforcements?!”
At her barrage of questions, the bear’s stitched lips twisted sideways.
— Do you not trust me?
“Of course not!”
The shout escaped her unbidden. The childlike doll’s calm tone only infuriated her in the face of A-Class monsters.
There were three before them. She was exhausted already—and now had to protect this thing too.
“Call in support, now!”
She screamed as she parried a monster’s strike.
But Jjapso only raised an eyebrow and spoke coolly.
— No choice then. Docent Kwon Riyeong, just this once, I’ll show you.
“What?”
At that moment, snow began piling at the bear’s feet.
— ...My cradle.
Fwooosh—
In an instant, the theater was buried in white snow.
“What is this...?!”
Shielding against the freezing wind with her arm, Kwon Riyeong gaped.
Every breath left a pale cloud.
'...A snowfield?'
The theater had turned into a frozen tundra.
How? The incomprehensible transformation left her huddling, hugging her arms for warmth.
Even with an A-Class mercenary’s body, hardy against most cold, she shrank against the biting chill.
How could a snowfield suddenly form here?
Then her eyes caught it—
At the center of the blade-sharp cold, the teddy bear stood.
Unaffected. Regal.
“...!”
And not just that.
The monsters crawled forward and bent their knees before it, bowing their heads as though to a lord.
Unbelievable.
Her eyes shook violently with confusion.
Then the bear laid its hand upon a monster’s head and murmured:
— A failure, hm...
Abruptly, Jjapso turned to her.
— What exactly was a failure?
Kwon Riyeong shook her head frantically.
“I-I don’t know.”
Even her speech slipped into polite form.
— I see.
The bear tilted its head.
Then, as if in thought, it patted the Shadows’ heads with its small hand.
Their bodies bulged and warped, shrinking in size.
“...!”
What was it doing?
In the blink of an eye, the three towering reptiles had become fluffy white puppies, wagging their tails.
Her jaw dropped.
To create a snowfield, command monsters, and even reshape living beings so easily? A crafter could do this?
Even seeing it herself, she couldn’t believe it.
“Wh-what did you do? What are you?!”
Jjapso raised his head.
That face, usually just irritatingly cute, looked chilling against the snowy backdrop.
Was it the cold raising goosebumps along her spine—or the awe of his power? She couldn’t tell.
Step, step—
The bear approached through the snow.
Terrified, Kwon Riyeong backed away, but it pressed right up to her, eyebrows twitching.
— I thought you knew who I was.
Of course she knew. Everyone did.
But he was far more terrifying than the rumors.
She swallowed hard.
— People call me Jjapso.
“...That’s not what I meant...”
— Guru is waiting outside. You should go quickly.
With a tiny push, he shoved her. Yet even that feeble gesture slid her body straight out of the snowfield.
Yes, Guru. That was her mission—she had to get her.
Her heavy steps turned.
And then, behind her, came his final words.
— Let’s keep today between us.
Nod.
She glanced back and dipped her head once, then sprinted out.
As she fled, the snowfield shrank, and the puppies vanished within it.
— Hmph...
Guru left the failures inside the snowfield, pondering briefly, then shook her head—this wasn’t the time.
She lifted her transformation wand.
Click!
“Transformation complete!”
In an instant, she was back in her school uniform. Guru toddled out of the theater.
And behind her, a woman with long hair quietly followed.
***
“Please be safe... Why did she say she’d stay behind...”
Kwon Honggyun wore a fretful expression, sneaking glances at Jurim as he hid his true thoughts.
Since Chun Gyuri had gone into the museum, Jurim had stood silent, arms crossed, face like stone.
The incident had escalated beyond their design—but the setup was still perfect.
The daughter of On Jurim, saved by the Secretary-General’s daughter. A best shot beyond imagining.
All that remained was for Kwon Riyeong to emerge, cradling Guru like a hero.
The Secretary-General’s daughter, rescuing a child from mortal danger—headline material for sure.
Then public opinion, and the S+ contract, would all turn favorably.
As long as Chun Gyuri didn’t steal the focus, as long as Samantha carried the child out properly—that was what Kwon Honggyun prayed for.
And soon, before long, Chun Gyuri’s team emerged from the museum.
Could it have failed? Was something wrong?
ers buzzed nervously—until Gyuri stepped out, supporting a cloaked figure. Applause erupted.
It was Kwon Riyeong.
With a blanket over her shoulders, she carried Guru in her arms.
Kwon Honggyun exhaled deeply.
Click! ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) Click! Click!
The ers’ cameras captured it all—“Relieved Father Kwon Honggyun” and “His daughter Kwon Riyeong, safely carrying out the child.”
Already he was thinking up headlines, grinning at the thought. He had to fight to suppress the twitching of his lips.
'We did it!'
Chapter 297
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