└ Yujin, that’s □□□□□□!! Ah shit, the chat □□□ is so frustrating!!

└ Aaaaahhhh Yujinnnn □□□□□□!!! □□□□!!!

└ Wow, the police commissioner is really ruthless lol

└ Ahhh this is so frustrating, Yujin!!! □□□□□□!!!!!

└ I admit defeat. I’ll give up.

└ Filtering □□□□!!!

…Their zealous reaction made me think it must be someone I know. Look at how fast the chat’s scrolling—it’s impossible to read without pausing it. With this level of response, it’s probably Seong Hyunjae, right? Or maybe unexpectedly Yerim. Earlier their attitude was cold like Yuhyun’s though. They’re a good younger sibling to me… Hmm. I’ll try probing the chat reaction.

“From now on, I’ll call names one by—”

[If you demand too much information, the chat will close for a while.]

A warning message appeared. That’s sneaky.

“They say I can’t. It’s not like I’m completely clueless, though.”

It’s almost certain they know me, so next time we meet I’ll talk properly. But what’s with the police commissioner role? Chasing cops around? I’m curious—like a fallen commissioner concept?

Before the crowd gathered I slipped out through the open back door and put on the uniform jacket I’d grabbed. It’s a bit big. With a height around 180cm, people here will think it fits well enough. I strapped the handcuffs at my waist.

└ Yujin even packed clothes and handcuffs lol prepared thief

└ So that’s what “living without law” means….

“Everyone, dungeons are extralegal zones. There are separate special laws!”

Of course crimes between hunters inside dungeons are illegal. Illegal, but there’s no evidence… There are plenty of lawbreakers outside too, so why would it be different inside? I moved into a deserted alley and spoke quietly.

“I need to check something, so I’ll turn off the video for a moment. It’ll be pixelated anyway.”

Hunters who participate turn into dolls if they die instantly. So what about non-participants? A man hiding in the alley glared at me—whatever illegal business you’re up to, get lost, I threatened.

“You—hmph!”

I quickly went behind him, covered his mouth with one hand and plunged my dagger against his throat with the other. Thieves can’t kill participants. The man in my grasp twitched once, then

sssss

dissolved like smoke, no blood.

└ What the heck did you do???

└ Please turn the video back on ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ

“You’ve waited long enough~”

I turned the video back on, holding up the dagger. It’s best to explain these things in advance to avoid weird looks.

“Everyone here who isn’t a participant is fake. Obviously. It’s probably a vivid illusion. When I attacked to check, it just vanished. I paused the video briefly in case it got too graphic.”

I pointed at the empty ground, saying the person whose voice we’d just heard was standing here a moment ago. Even if they looked exactly like real people, showing a killing would repel viewers. So I emphasized again that it was a mere illusion, without saying “I killed” but just “I attacked.”

“There isn’t much time left. And I’m curious about the police skill……”

I peeked through the alley gap to check around. There are lots of cars, but even more bikes. Right—bicycles. I charged at a passing bike.

“Call the precinct!!”

“…What?! Wait!”

I shoved the cyclist off and hopped on the bike instead. Everyone here must be non-awakened civilians. Earlier in reality they would’ve yelled, “Hunter!” That made it easy to snatch the bike and ride off.

“Good viewers, don’t imitate whether you’re an adult or a child~”

└ How many times is this already lol Chief Han’s navigation is spot on—keep going straight!

└ Yujin, eat something first

└ In New York it’s almost lunchtime! In Korea it’s past midnight!

└ I’ll ride with you all night, Yujin ㅠㅠㅠㅠ

└ Yujin, there’s a good burger place two blocks ahead on the left

└ I agree there’s a great dessert shop nearby!!

“Go to bed early, sleep well.”

└ It’s weekend, it’s fine

“Then please like and subscribe!”

There might be foreigners too, but mostly Koreans judging by them sending me food. There’s an integrated channel, so people watch that until they get interested, then hop into my personal stream.

└ Hey, Rockefeller Center station!

I glanced around, spotted an ice cream truck—threw the bike aside. Soon the police will locate {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} me. Sure enough, officers in uniform came running this way. If I get caught, I’ll use Stealth once and have Grace at S-level ready.

“I’ve already slipped away.”

I told nearby witnesses it sounded like I was chasing a criminal on a bike. My heart hammered—would they recognize me? One officer scratched the back of his head.

“They couldn’t have gotten far. It’s a waste to use skills early. Who—”

“Oh, I’ll try it!”

Someone raised their hand quickly. Then answered me.

“Yep, nothing. Not even teleportation skills?”

└ Chief Han is shameless lol

└ Instead of handcuffs, they should be muzzling Yujin

└ Yujin’s mouth is the real S-rank skill lol

An unfamiliar Asian-looking officer crossed his arms. All faces were new to me, so hard to distinguish local police from participants. I must avoid them at all costs.

“Is that Hunter Park Yerim? You could’ve passed without hunting.”

“That’d make it harder to catch.”

Yerim wouldn’t pass by monsters, but letting them think so might be fine. I put on a serious expression too.

“They only used one skill. How many charges left?”

“I’ve still got three. Isn’t this too disadvantageous? I can’t even rip off these obvious clothes.”

So the uniform is mandatory. Each can search three times, and the area isn’t that large. Getting caught earlier was just bad luck, or maybe I looked too inexperienced—streaming at the station and wandering around definitely looked suspicious.

“When it’s time for the auction invite, I’ll use mine. Don’t expect me to share.”

“Thanks. I’ll scout around and enter the station at the right time.”

“Good luck~” I left. Checking the time, about five minutes remained.

└ I checked their DMs—they wrecked the chat lol

└ So much filtering lolololol

└ Wish I had popcorn, it’s so entertaining

└ I was so scared of getting caught lolololol

└ The police arrived in DMs 😀

└ Checked all channels—our country’s hunters rule

“As you see, the cops will all use their search skills the moment time’s up.”

I whispered, barely moving my lips.

“I should use Stealth once before going. It’ll at least cancel mutual detection.”

Even better if I maintain stealth advantage. A clueless thief or two might get caught. With three minutes left I entered the subway station. Then a message popped up.

[Only visible to asset holders and thieves.]

[Three minutes until invite issuance.]

[You can receive the auction invite at the ticket machine for ten minutes.]

A subway ticket machine won’t look suspicious. I slipped into the corner and activated Stealth.

[Stealth duration: 10 minutes]

Too short. Then the invite issuance time arrived.

Bang!

“There they go!”

With a crash the police rushed past as if they’d tracked a thief.

└ What unlucky thief was that

└ It was □□□□□□

“Is that a terror attack?!”

“What the—!”

I feigned shock among the panicked crowd and looked at the ticket machine. Three people calmly tapped their cards. There must be several entrances here too. Others may have gone through different ones, and some like me waited. Thieves would use stealth, so they’re likely asset holders. I memorized their faces.

I heard a loud explosion outside the station and car alarms blared. Chaos. Using the empty moment at the machine, I quickly got my card and invite.

[Show your invite at the black car in front of Fox News to board.]

[Police may not enter the auction.]

I’d get there safely. Fox News—where is that? I asked in chat and got directions instantly. Thanks as always. Under yellow-and-blue umbrellas on the street someone was selling hot dogs. Looks delicious. Is this product placement? That’s why it’s set in New York? The chat must be getting ad money.

I showed my invite and boarded the car. I was alone; others must have different pickup points and cars. After some time we stopped in front of a building.

[Thieves may not enter the main gate.]

Naturally. I hid behind another nearby building first.

“Auction halls will be swarming with asset holders and thieves. As I said, I’m just an unremarkable employee to assets. So! I’ll steal a slave first~”

└ Don’t get hurt, Chief Han, do everythingㅠㅜㅠㅜㅜㅜㅠㅠ

└ Yujin, seriously make a streaming account, I’ll sponsor you

└ Do you know it’s trending □□□□□□□□? lololol

└ Wait what ??□□□□□□□□??!!!!!!!!!!!!

└ So annoying, why filter so much? You’re good at it

Seriously, chatty box.

“I’ll ditch the police uniform briefly, then use the pouch Myungwoo lent me! See? It looks like ordinary sunglasses but slightly blurs recognition. Made by Famous Myungwoo!”

└ Myungwoo can’t make what? Apart from our wedding rings, he makes everything

“It has limitations, though. That’s a secret!”

The effect time is short. He tried hard to craft many items for this party, but most attendees are S-ranks.

Still, I pulled out the sunglasses because

‘I can use my stealth without getting caught.’

I could say “You can’t really recognize me, right? That’s the sunglasses effect~” And it’s true. Of course, overuse risks exposure, so only when necessary.

Then:

└ …is that a bomb?

└ D-does that work?

└ Yujin’s really going to jail……

“Just an ordinary bomb, an ordinary bomb. Remote-controlled.”

└ Ordinary is the problem!!!

“Minister of Defense of the United States, I won’t use it outside! Compared to the S-rank hunters with me, it’s a toy. You need multiple to destroy a building. Nothing special. S-rank weapons are allowed if they stay in inventory.”

International law says moving WMD-capable items across borders without declaration is illegal. But if they remain in inventory, it’s fine. Once out of inventory they’re smuggling.

Also, dungeons belong to no nation. Dungeon hunter law has no smuggling clause. So it’s not illegal! We’re inside a dungeon.

“Even if bombs go off, no participants get hurt. Except me. If I let my guard down, I die. In other words!”

I smiled brightly.

“Any participant who survives a bomb blast is an asset.”

└ Chief Song!!!! Here we are111111

└ Yujin, come back to Korea and stream, it’s hilarious

└ Song Taewon, your brows will carve the Mariana Trench

“…My apologies in advance to Chief Song. But it really isn’t illegal.”

Not here, anyway—back in Korea I’d get grilled. These bombs were gifts from Sishio… He’s a good kid, bless him. I pocketed the bombs and put on sunglasses.

“Let’s go in~”

The plan was simple. Locate a slave, snatch them if possible, then detonate. If that’s too hard, blow up first and rescue amid the chaos. First I had to see if participants-slaves would cooperate. What are their victory conditions?

Although guards were stationed, stealth got me through easily. I moved, hiding bombs along the way. I avoided crowded areas in case sensitive S-ranks found it suspicious.

“Slaves must be underground, right? These stairs… Huh? That passerby looks like an asset holder in a suit.”

└ Again again again

└ Yujin is recruiting party members to shut him up. (1/999)

└ Yujin, tell us about your first love ㅜ mine was Yerim

“…Excuse me, but how old are you? If you’re over twenty, we’ll talk later.”

My first love… suddenly I felt a bit sad. Will I ever date?

I sneaked down. I heard commotion several times—thieves caught during infiltration. No participant-police here, and asset holders can’t preemptively attack, so they wouldn’t waste stealth.

The guard was thorough, but I reached an underground storage more easily than expected. Dozens of safes, auction items, and at the very back, cells like ours.

└ □□□□□□□□□□□□□□□!!!!!

└ This is driving me crazy □□□□□□□□□□ lololol

└ Buying slaves/preemptive strike

└ Chief Han, read vertically!!!!!!!!!!!

└ All clipped lolololol

└ Why the filtering? Overworking for nothing

└ Seriously □□□□□□□□□□!!

A teenage twin brother and sister, at most around twenty, were locked up. Both blindfolded so I couldn’t see their faces, but wow, I’ve never seen them before. Who are these frail-looking people……?

“Um, you two should be high-rank hunters originally… On screen you look that way, but to me, you look really delicate.”

The chat exploded. No, I know your real forms aren’t that fragile!

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