Meanwhile, Jurim brushed his face lightly, looking much more at ease after seeing Guru safe.
When Chun Gyuri nodded, saying “Guru is unharmed,” Jurim gave her a short bow.
At that moment, Guru popped her head up like a meerkat and waved her hand at Jurim.
Jurim tried to approach her, but his brow furrowed at the swarm of reporters crowding in.
In his heart, he wanted to push them all aside, take Guru into his arms, and hold her. But antagonizing the people holding pens was not a wise move.
Not just for his own sake—who knew how articles about Guru would be written.
Should he wait until the reporters quieted down?
While Jurim swallowed back a sigh, Gwon Riyeong, who was holding Guru, was answering questions with an embarrassed face.
“Since I was in charge of the children today, I only thought their safety had to come first, that’s all...”
Click! Click! Click!
“I don’t think I made any grand decision. I only did what had to be done.”
Click! Click! Click!
Applause burst out in several places, and the Chick Class homeroom teacher was wiping away tears.
And in Riyeong’s arms, Guru was...
'My hair...!'
Her hair had gotten caught on Riyeong’s brooch, and she was squirming with little whimpers.
She had to hurry to Jurim and brag that she had beaten all the monsters and become a hero!
But her hair wouldn’t come loose, and she stomped her feet in frustration.
“Riyeong!”
Gwon Honggyun pushed through the reporters and rushed over to her.
“Are you hurt? Hm?”
“Father...”
He cupped Riyeong’s scratched face in his hands.
“What were you thinking? How could you stay in such a dangerous place...!”
“There were children. As an adult, I couldn’t just look away.”
Click! Click! Click!
The reporters thrust microphones closer to capture their exchange.
Riyeong had now become the hero and the centerpiece of the incident.
Honggyun, overcome with emotion, pulled her into a tight embrace.
Where had this fortune come rolling in? She had handled everything perfectly.
Then Riyeong whispered in his ear.
“Pardon.”
“As much as you want.”
Yes, he could give as much as she wanted. She had done so well.
Meanwhile—
'So ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) fussy!'
Guru, fidgeting between Riyeong and Honggyun, sent a pleading look to Jurim. He stepped closer, ready to take her
Just as Riyeong willingly handed Guru over—
Thud—
The brooch caught in Guru’s hair fell to the ground.
At once, Riyeong’s black hair turned red, her gentle eyes sharpened upward, her nose grew more pronounced, and freckles bloomed across her pale skin.
Her figure, her hair, her entire face shifted before everyone’s eyes.
Suddenly the entire place fell silent. Faces were frozen in shock.
But Riyeong herself carried on the act, clueless.
“Father, I’m sorry. I worried you, didn’t I?”
Holding hands with her, Honggyun’s face flushed red and pale in turn.
Click!
Click! Click! Click!
The shutter sounds came even harsher.
'What is this?'
Riyeong began to sense something was wrong.
'Why are they looking at me like that?'
Was it because she had handed the child back to her father? She turned to look, only to see the little girl staring at her wide-eyed.
'Why is she looking at me like that?'
It was then—
Jurim picked up the brooch from the floor.
The instant Riyeong—Samantha Lee—saw the brooch in his hand, her eyes shook violently.
Examining it, Jurim spoke for everyone to hear.
“An external transformation item.”
And he held it up toward the cameras.
Click! Click! Click!
'Damn it!'
Samantha belatedly covered her face with both hands, but the savage shutter sounds rained down along with a barrage of questions.
“Is that tattoo on your hand the mark of Obsidian?”
“Why did you use a transformation item to impersonate Ms. Gwon Riyeong?”
“Chief Secretary Gwon Honggyun, what is going on here?”
“Did you send someone else in place of your daughter?”
“Why would you do that? Did you foresee today’s incident? Or were you the one who orchestrated it?”
The situation was spiraling into the worst possible outcome for Samantha and Honggyun.
“Chief Secretary Gwon Honggyun! Please answer!”
With microphones pushed to his very lips, Honggyun shook his head stiffly.
“I—I don’t know anything...! I don’t know a thing!”
He tried to flee, but forcing his way through the crowd was no easy task.
Samantha, trapped among S-Ranks, couldn’t even think of running. She let out a deep sigh.
She pushed her curly hair back in annoyance. With things like this, her mercenary career was as good as over.
Heat surged up, and she grabbed Honggyun by the back of his neck.
“I only took the job from this bastard.”
“You crazy—!”
Honggyun whirled on her with a vicious face, but Samantha’s loose tongue wouldn’t stop.
“I made the deal on our commander’s pardon. And then what? They told me to attack the kids.”
Gasps spread everywhere.
Spectators and reporters alike stared at Honggyun as if he were garbage.
“You—!”
He reached to cover her mouth, but before his hand even touched, she twisted his arm.
“Aaagh! Let go! Do you know who I am? Let go! Hey!”
The ridiculous sight drew laughter from several places.
Click! Click! Click!
Reporters swarmed like piranhas toward the juiciest story.
[(Exclusive) Chief Secretary Gwon Honggyun Accused of Orchestrating Chick Class Attack]
[(Exclusive) Obsidian Mercenary Samantha Lee Urgently Arrested]
[President: “I Knew Nothing”... Yet Deeply Regrets Series of Incidents]
[(Special Focus ON) Chick Class Attack? Fate of Mephisto Series mk.3 Contract in Question]
[(Photo) Chief Secretary Gwon Honggyun’s Arm Twisted Out of Shape]
The Obsidian mercenary Samantha Lee was arrested on the spot.
As for the Chief Secretary who plotted the attack, the Blue House rushed out statements calling it “personal deviation.”
And while articles poured out, Guru, who had thwarted the plot armed with sheer luck, still couldn’t escape discipline time.
Because she happily confessed that she had returned to the scene out of pride for her victory.
Guru knelt before Jurim, head bowed.
“How many times do I have to tell you. You don’t throw yourself into danger. You don’t.”
“Nuuh uh.”
“Then why did you?”
At his question, Guru glanced up at him once, then looked down again, lips sticking out as she mumbled.
“Gwuu not in da dangehw.”
“What?”
When Jurim asked back in disbelief, Guru explained clearly why it wasn’t dangerous.
“Gwuu had Baeyii, and da Duck Gwabbuh, and da Fowku, and Mephisto Sewies too...”
As she folded her tiny maple-leaf fingers one by one, Jurim bit his lip, speechless.
This little one simply had too much.
He could hear Sheir laughing in his head, and his brow tightened.
So that was why Sheir hadn’t shown up even when things looked dangerous—he already knew it wasn’t.
With a sigh, Jurim slumped onto the sofa and grumbled.
“Your dad—”
“Wight, Gwuu has da stwongest Daddy too.”
Then Guru suddenly smacked her little fist into her palm as if remembering something.
“Chu unnie is dere too.”
“Chu?”
“Yeshhh.”
He had seen those bubbles holding back monsters before. They were definitely Chuen’s.
'Will we meet again?'
Guru let her mouth hang open in a smile, but Jurim pressed her.
“Who is Chu.”
“Gwuu’s fwiend.”
That was all she said before toddling over to sit on his lap.
Jurim let out a long sigh.
“Don’t make Daddy worry.”
“Yeshhh. Gwuu wuv Daddy tooo.”
She hugged his waist and rubbed her soft cheek against him.
Trying to gloss it over with cuteness again. Jurim rubbed his forehead, then gave her cheek a gentle nibble.
“Egyyaaaah!”
Her laughter rang out.
Playing around with him, Guru suddenly blurted out as if she remembered something.
“But dere was someding weiwd.”
“What was weird?”
“Uuum, on da monstew. It said faiwuwe.”
“Failure?”
“Yeshhh. Gwuu asked da mercenawy teachuh, but she said she didn’t know what faiwuwe meant eider.”
Mercenary teacher—she must mean the Obsidian member who was caught.
Jurim thought for a moment, then pinched his rice-cake-like daughter’s cheek.
“All right. Daddy will look into it.”
“Yeshhh.”
Brrr—
His phone rang then.
Jurim glanced at the number, puzzled, set Guru down beside him, and stood as he answered.
“Yes, this is On Jurim.”
He listened quietly to the greeting before replying.
“Yes, I can talk, Mr. President.”

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