Solo Leveling : Sung Jin-Woo x Cha Hae-In (English Version)

Ji the cat

"Ji," she continued, "I don't think Im doing very well right now. So many things happened... President Go Gun-Hee died, he who always was so nice..."

'Now that's enough,' decided Jin-Woo, about to get up. 'I have to take her home, or else I don't know, because...'

"Sung Jin-Woo."

He stilled at hearing his name.

"Do ya know S-rank hunter Sung Jin-Woo, Ji? He's someone amazing..." she whispered dreamily. "He fascinates me. The first time I saw him, he was pretending to be a miner in a raid for my guild. Did I tell ya I was an S-rank hunter and Hunter guild's vice-master? I didn't? Well it's such a hassle... Sung Jin-Woo... was in the mining team, I said. I have never understood what was his aim, by the way. I met him as he was hanging out by the boss room. And this is where something about him that was weeeird: you see, Ji, he smelled nice!

'Whaaat...'

"Ya know Ji, my nose is very sensitive. And all hunters have an unpleasant odor. And the higher ranked, the worse it is! I thought it was because he was an E rank, but... two days later it was announced on the news that he was Korea's tenth S-rank hunter. Inexplicable, isn't it?"

'That's probably because of the system. Monsters don't consider me as human being either,' remembered the concerned.

"And then, he saved team B. My guild has two attack forces, I'm part of the first one. And Sung Jin-Woo accompanied the second one in a donjon, as a E rank carrier. But the donjon was muuuuch too hard and they were all about to get killed! I, I entered the donjon, 'cuz something was off, and when I reached the boss room, Hunter Sung was slaughtering the last monsters, after having defeated the boss all by himself! I looked really stupid, with a pickaxe in hand!"

She let go of Jin-Woo's head for a second to cover her face with her hands.

"I'm soooo ashamed," she sighed. "Moreover, he made fun of me. I'm sure it's the reason, you agree with me, Ji?"

She put her hand back in Jin-Woo's hair. The S rank, or rather Nation rank hunter, was, despite his best efforts, unable to dodge her grasp. The young woman's hand tensed.

"That must be the reason," she repeated while sniffling, before swallowing a large swig of alcohol.

'Bad.'

"Isn't it, Ji? Why else? Why did he prefer that bitch Yoo Su-Hyun, there? That's sooooooo not nice from him... An S-rank is better than a A-rank, right? Th- then why did he refuse, huh? To choose that bitch right after... who make sure to brag about it on social media right after... I'm sad... Hey, one more time!

A waiter zoomed to bring her a bottle. He cast a flurried glance on the demolished flipper behind her, then looked at Sung Jin-Woo, in a silent plea.

"And- and a second glass f- for J- Ji!"

The waiter ran rapidly, without taking his eyes off Jin-Woo. But he understood quickly enough seeing his face that he was totally overwhelmed. His shoulders slumped and he looked down, sinking in despair. Who could prevent this bar from destruction now?

At the same moment, Jin-Woo realized two thing. First, the people around had to know who he was (given how many time his face had passed on TV) and the same went for Hunter Cha. Second, the latter still had her hand in his hair while ranting aloud.

'Yep. I'm definitely screwed.'

The young woman filled Jin-Woo's glass and hers, than emptied hers in a few seconds. 'Well, after all, Alcohol has no effect on me,' Jin-Woo thought, and he swallowed his drink. 'Holly shit, this is strong! She completely crazy!'