On Hiatus: God's Personal Reasons-Chapter 170: #Earth’s Strongest Uncle (1)

“Now, now, don’t be so reluctant. You’re still me after all. Let’s share the pain.”

Share the pain, huh? Wow, why did that resonate so much?

I didn’t feel the slightest bit guilty, especially when the other party was my alter ego.

My alter ego growled, “You want me to fucking babysit?!”

“T-then, do you want to work on the manuscript instead?”

Why did I even bother hiding? This was what I was going for all along. I looked at my alter ego with twinkling eyes.

“Of course, a god as mighty as you shouldn’t be babysitting a child. Alright, I’ll look after Seong-Yeon, so help me out on that manuscript instead! I’m sure you can pull it off! No, you might be a better writer than I am!”

For the first time, I was glad to have the skill Proliferating Thumb of God.

My god, to think that I’d have a clone to help me work on my manuscript deadline! I didn’t even need to hire ghostwriters, maintaining my slate clean. The dream of all writers!

“Help you write? You think I’m crazy?”

For the first time, my alter ego showed a look of utter disgust.

“Where is Seong-Yeon? I'll make sure to take care of her to the best of my abilities.”

That response was beyond my expectations.

This punk! His vibe is completely different from me, but seeing how much he hates this job, he’s no doubt a part of me!

***

My game plan was this: my alter ego would return to my ward first with the excuse to bring Seong-Yeon to the toilet, and I’d return after to work on my deadline.

I really hated rushing out deadlines, but seeing how much my alter ego despised it too, I had no other choice.

Let’s just hope he’d do a good job looking after Seong-Yeon.

~

Drrrr!

My alter ego returned to the ward and grabbed Seong-Yeon by her hand.

“Follow me, Niece.”

“Un...cle?” Seong-Yeon eyed him suspiciously.

Did he get caught already?

“Huh? Mr. Yu, where are you taking Seong-Yeon? You need to work on your deadline!” My editor jumped to his feet, trying to stop my alter ego.

“Ha?”

The eerily cold look from my alter ego made my editor stiffen in fear, like a mouse standing before a snake.

“Say the word ‘deadline’ again and I’m gonna kill you.”

“Hic!”

Unable to withstand the murderous aura emitted by my alter ego, my editor went pale and fell back into his seat. Even I was scared shitless.

Oh my gosh, that crazy bastard!

“Hmph! Gods don’t work on deadlines!” My alter ego then scooped up Seong-Yeon into his arms and walked out of the ward.

I hurried back into the ward, desperately trying to calm my shaken editor down.

“Aigoo, Section Chief! You must be shocked! I’ve been having some serious episodes of tics lately, and unknowingly... Shit! Fuck! See? I lost control of my anger from time to time!”

I slapped myself, putting on a pitiful show. I took the chance to look out the ward and saw the distancing figures of my alter ego and Seong-Yeon.

S-she should be alright, right?

But to be honest, I felt terribly uneasy. I was gradually filled with regret, wondering if I had made the wrong choice.

Please. Please, please, just don’t get into trouble!

***

In the most luxurious private ward, Choi Bong-Shik sat on the leather sofa. He clutched his head with his casted arms, gritting his teeth in anger. He’d just met the girl of his dreams and was trying to covertly win her over, if not for that meddling idiot!

“Bong-Shik, shut the fuck up if you don’t wanna die.”

Why? Why did his entire body go limp when they made eye contact? Why did he feel like a mouse in front of a lion? He was so terrified, he ran with his tail between his legs. He only regained his senses after a while.

“Fucking shit! I’m so dumb! How could an S-rank Hunter like myself get scared by an ordinary citizen?!”

Even thinking about it made him so embarrassed, he wanted to die. Choi Bong-Shik blamed it on the trauma from his encounter with the monster that resembled the Despair Dragon.

I'll be dead if I can't overcome this!

He recalled Yu Il-Shin's face earlier. He should never call himself an S-rank Hunter if such a pathetic fool made him cower.

“I, Steve Choi, refuse to yield to such trivial trauma! I’m a true man, who’ll someday become the world’s strongest Hunter!”

Jumping to his feet, he vowed to teach that fool a lesson for humiliating him, then defeat that dragon.

Having dealt with it firsthand, Choi Bong-Shik didn’t believe the Hunter Association’s announcement that the dragon had been slain. He was certain the monster that was responsible for his current state was the strongest monster known to mankind.

“Haha, brace yourself! And you too, Dragon Monster! I, Steve Choi, will show my true ability as the Ruler of Space!”

***

Choi Bong-Shik’s eyes burned with determination as he looked for Yu Il-Shin.

Ha! Here you are!

He found Yu Il-Shin sitting on a park bench near the hospital with a little girl who looked about five or six years old.

With sparkling eyes, the little girl asked, full of anticipation. “Uncle, Uncle! What are we going to play?”

To which, the bum reached out his hand.

“My niece, Chae Seong-Yeon, I, Yu Il-Shin, command you...” he continued in an arrogant tone, “to sleep.”

“Huh? Uncle, what are you doing?” Seong-Yeon tilted her head curiously.

Choi Bong-Shik clicked his tongue in disapproval. As if the little girl would sleep like that! If putting a child was that easy, every parent in the world wouldn’t stress over raising children!

Seong-Yeon stared at her uncle with her large, round eyes, and he let out a sigh.

“So, the Power of Words skill doesn’t work, huh? Even though she’s just a kid, the blood of god flows in her veins, so it won’t affect her that easily. How difficult.”

“Uncle, you’re weird today.”

“I’m extremely normal. The main body’s an idiot. ...Hmm, anyway, since I agreed to play with you, tell me where you want to go, Chae Seong-yeon. I’ll bring you wherever you want.”

“Really? For real? Wherever I want?”

“Of course. A god doesn’t go back on his words.”

“Doesn't go back...on his words? What's that?”

“Your command of language is terrible, Chae Seong-Yeon. It means saying one thing and doing another... no, putting it simply, it means not lying. Now, tell me. Where do you want to go?”

Seong-Yeon beamed again. “Dysneiland! I want to go to Dysneiland! I want to play with Miki, Mini, and Salsa there!”

“...Dysneiland? Do you mean the theme parks that are in America and Japan?” The bum's face stiffened.

“Yeah!”

“Although god doesn’t lie, that’s kind of far... How about compromising with Letto World?”

Meanwhile, Choi Bong-Shik, who observed from a distance, got goosebumps all over.

That guy’s a fucking chuuni!

The chaotic syndrome that everyone would experience during their wild teenage years!

Does he seriously still have that unfounded confidence, feeling different and special when he’s already THAT old? He’s also doing it when his niece is around...

Anyone watching from the sides would find Yu Il-Shin to be a pathetic bum. It was even more unbearable for Choi Bong-Shik. How could he run away from such a guy and leave behind his dream girl?!

“Uncle! Let’s go already~ Dysneiland! Quick!”

“Ugh, how awkward.”

Deciding to confront Yu Il-Shin, Choi Bong-Shik made a face, stomping. “Hey, you! Let’s have a talk!”

Seeing the approaching Choi Bong-Shik, the bum showed a face of relief, jumping to his feet.

“What?” Yu Il-Shin asked.

Hic! T-this bastard! Why is he looking at me like that?

Choi Bong-Shik could clearly recall how foolish Yu Il-Shin looked when they first met. But now, the man just looked like a ravenous beast.

“I won’t ask twice, Insect.”

Choi Bong-Shik's heart raced wildly, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

Yu Il-Shin’s gaze alone was enough to make him want to shrink away and disappear!

Nevertheless, he gritted his teeth. “I, Steve Choi, Ruler of Space, won’t yield to fear!”

Swoosh!

So, he teleported behind Yu Il-Shin. Despite his previous words, fighting Yu Il-Shin head-on was beyond him.

First hits are sure wins!

Choi Bong-Shik swung his fist at the back of Yu Il-Shin’s head with all his might! A blow deserving of the title S-rank Hunter!

Flick!

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“Blegh!”

Without even looking, Yu Il-Shin slapped Choi Bong-Shik across his face, as if swatting a fly. Pure white, popcorn-like things scattered into the air. Just like that, Choi Bong-Shik was sprawled on the ground.

“The fuck is wrong with this bastard?” Yu Il-Shin frowned, looking down at the blond man.

Normally, he’d have known who Choi Bong-Shik was, since he shared memories with the main body. However, he’d disconnected and devoted himself to cultivation, so it was the first time he’d seen him.

Malevolent Yu Il-Shin looked at Choi Bong-Shik with contempt, appraising him.

“Heh, an S-rank Spatial-type Hunter?” This asshole had much better abilities than he had expected. “Keke, be happy, Chae Seong-Yeon. As promised, I’ll bring you to Dysneiland.”

“Waah! Really?”

“Of course. Keke, we’ve got ourselves a useful errand boy.”

“What’s that?”

Yu Il-Shin looked down at their errand boy—no, at Choi Bong-Shik—with an evil grin.

***

“Waaaah!” Seong-Yeon smiled from ear to ear as she looked at the sparkling world before her.

A picturesque castle fit for a fairy-tale princess. A large ferris wheel with the face of a cute mouse on it. A roller coaster racing through the air at incredible speed.

Seong-Yeon was highly impressed. “U-Uncle! This is amazing! It’s the real Dysneiland!”

Flicking his hair backward, Yu Il-Shin said with an arrogant look, “Heh, like I said earlier, gods don’t lie. Play to your heart’s content, Chae Seong-Yeon.”

“Whee! Uncle is the best! I-I want to take photos with Mini! Help me take photos!” Seong-Yeon scampered to the nearby mascot, posing for a picture.

Crossing his arms, Yu Il-Shin ordered in a low tone. “Bong-Shik.”

Choi Bong-Shik’s face was all puffy and swollen as he jumped to his feet in surprise. “Y-yes sir!”

“Take them.”

Choi Bong-Shik pulled out his phone in a hurry. “Yes sir! I will take the best photo that showcases your niece’s cuteness!”

Click click!

“Uncle! I want that! Buy that for me!”

“Bong-Shik. Pay for it.”

“Yes sir! How much is this fucking doll?”

A large doll was then placed in Seong-Yeon’s arms.

“Uncle! Buy me ice cream!”

“Bong-Shik, get one for me too.”

“Hic, hic, okay...”

That was how Choi Bong-Shik became their errand boy and wallet. Of course, he was losing his mind over it.

What the hell is going on here?! Why couldn’t I resist that bum’s words?

Choi Bong-Shik recalled all the earlier events. Upon regaining consciousness after his failed sneak attack, the first thing he saw was Yu Il-Shin looking down at him.

Then, with the look of an evil god, Yu Il-Shin commanded, “Keke. Choi Bong-Shik, serve me.”