The S-Classes That I Raised - Chapter 552: Manhattan Auction House (3)

└ Gak lolol mak lol dae lololololololol? Ah my god, I’ll be laughing my whole life—I think I’ve laughed it all right now

└ lolololol I want to see how delicate they look too, Yujin ㅠㅠㅠ

└ That’s insane, Sesung Guild Leader lololol Yujin, just swap eyes with me once

└ Delicate lady lolol Yujin is gonna kick the blanket in embarrassment lololol

└ □□□□ I’ve never been called delicate in my life before

My nape burned. I cleared my throat for no reason.

“Seeing you laugh, I guess you must be well-built hunters. Naturally.”

Statistically speaking. Among this round’s participants, only Yerim and I are small-framed. There’s also Gyeol and Peace in their ethereal forms. Judging by the reaction, these must be hunters with bodies around Emitter rank—stocky ones. Then it is pretty hilarious.

└ Let us see their filtered faces!!! I!!! Want!!! To!!! See the delicate slave’s face lololol?

└ Watching both streams at once and it’s chaos over there too lol

└ Yujin, what do they look like in your eyes??

“Um, so…… they’re a teenage twin brother and sister, around late teens……?”

└ Brother lolololol sister lololololololol

They’re dying laughing at the word “siblings,” so they’re probably both male. Or else calling them siblings feels bizarre. Surely it isn’t Yerim and Chief Song. No way—it’s the lowest probability.

“They’re small-framed. About Yerim’s size? Both with short silver hair, pale……”

…Yes, I’m glad you’re enjoying yourselves. Now, what to do next? Judging by their appearance, I could lift and run with one, but if their strength and weight are real, it’d be tough. And the vibe suggests I need to take both. They’re handcuffed together as twins. If I could separate them, I could leave one as bait and take the other. Should I use a cookie?

I was about to speak—deactivating Stealth—when:

Screeeech.

I heard the door I’d closed open. I held my breath and slipped into the corner. A hunter, probably another thief, entered without hesitation and headed straight for the twins.

└ Another thief?

└ □□□□□□□□□!!

They’d probably steal them. The thief grabbed the cell door and ripped it off in one go. If you’re a thief, at least pretend to pick the lock. Such lack of professionalism.

└ They’re about to be stolen!!

└ Stop them immediately111111111

└ How do you stop them when all the participants are stronger than H○○?

True. You can’t stop them by force. The thief dragged the twins out, and I quickly donned the police uniform and deactivated Stealth.

“You’ve come, thief hunter!”

I shouted “hunter” to show I wasn’t a non-participant cop. The thief spun around, startled.

“This is police—”

“Police special skill.”

“What? Damn, that’s cheating!”

Yes, it’s cheating. Calmly, the thief gauged my position. Thinking I was a high-rank hunter, they didn’t attack but looked for an escape route. Please get away safely.

└ Thief vs. cheater

└ That thief’s DMs are flipping out lol they’re fighting in a sea of squares and running around lolol

└ I’ll go to that stream too—should I tell them to run no matter what? lol Go, Yujin!

└ ㄴㄷㄴㄷ

They can at least give advice on running or fighting. Luckily, that hunter was so focused on me they couldn’t check the chat properly. If the chat insisted they fight, they might get suspicious.

I grinned at the hunter and pinched my thumb and forefinger like a disqualified cop.

“Hand over one gold coin. Then I’ll let you go.”

The hunter scowled and produced a gold coin.

“Don’t move. I’ll toss it through the door.”

Keeping as much distance as possible, the hunter slowly approached the door, tossed the coin to my side, then bolted.

“Ah, thanks.”

└ They got cleaned out lololol eating them lololol?!

└ I’ve seen every private stream but the Han Yujin and Yesong stream is the funniest lololol truly insane lololol

└ Thief’s DMs are mostly filtered with curses lol if they just tackled him they’d win lol

└ I came from the stream that just got cleaned out—so frustrating!!!!

└ Every time Han Yujin robs someone more people join—did they come from the disqualified cop’s stream?

└ Me!!!!!!

└ When you’re disqualified, your stream ends so you come here 😉

If you die early, you can’t stream at all. Like losing the invite, you lose consciousness and wait until the end. To stream, you have to survive as long as possible.

As I approached the twins in the cell, a message popped up.

[Slaves’ team must always stay together.]

[Slaves cannot use skills or items.]

Of course. If they could use skills or items, it’d be too easy—there are hunters with teleportation or flight skills. Better cooperate with ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) the asset holder. I can’t handle two on my own.

“I—though I pretended to be a cop, I’m actually a thief.”

I awkwardly spoke.

“But your role is slave… what should I call you?”

“Slave” felt wrong. Especially given their appearance. Unless they were older and sturdy hunters, but no.

└ Yujin, why are you like this lololol

└ This is crazy lololol what do we do lololol

“People are weak to what they see! You’re much younger than me, yet…”

Like Peace, an S-rank monster that can take down an elephant, looks frail and cute in ethereal form. To me, they’re kids!

“Can I remove your blindfold? Shall I support you?”

└ Yujin, I’ll definitely watch your stream later

└ Really watch it lolololol

└ Not being able to call □□ “□□”… the greatness of Hangul is recognized… feels more unjust than Hong Gil-dong

Ignoring the chat, I helped the twins stand. Why barefoot?

“It’s too harsh to go without shoes. What is this in the middle of New York? Where’s human rights?”

Even if they’re illusions, still. I couldn’t remove the handcuffs, but I untied the blindfolds. Slaves themselves can’t remove them, apparently. A different thief would blindfold them to restrict information, but I need their cooperation.

I removed the blindfolds—four pairs of bright red eyes met me. Identical, cute, pretty faces staring at me.

“Like white rabbits… no, in my eyes! In my eyes! The ChatBox made you look like this!”

It’s ChatBox’s fault, not mine!

“So, um, will you follow me? I don’t know the slave victory conditions, but…”

The twins blinked and nodded. Could it be…

“You can’t speak?”

They nodded again. What has ChatBox done…

‘Wait. Do slaves know the most information or something?’

They can’t be attacked. Being confined suggests they have restrictions even on brute force. This disadvantage must be balanced by an advantage.

‘Usually it’s information.’

Slaves probably know all the role conditions. And can use that to win. My head buzzed, but first things first.

“Let’s get out of here quickly.”

Escape was the priority. Thankfully, that other thief seemed to have handled the guards. That’s why no one came running despite the noise. But another thief could appear anytime.

“I’ll keep pretending to be a cop until we’re outside. As for the handcuffs…”

I took a breeder’s towel from inventory. It’d look like an ordinary towel blurting information. Even if it wasn’t, I’d distributed commemorative towels to hunters, so they couldn’t tell. I wrapped the twins’ chained wrists with the towel to hide the chain.

└ □□□□□□ I don’t know if this is acceptable to say… it’s disgusting….

└ Shell, be gone

└ Slave, strike a more delicate pose… it’s time…

One twin saw their own chat and smiled. I couldn’t see the others’ chats. The other twin tugged at the bound wrist, a bit irritable. If my chat is like this, the slaves’ chat must be complete chaos.

“Stay close behind me. I trust you.”

They wouldn’t run away, right? They could tie us with wire, but they didn’t seem inclined. To encourage thieves to avoid us, I drew my longsword. Not a gun, so they’d know “hunter!” and flee. Since I was ready to attack, they’d run on sight.

Ready, I led us outside. A guard lay unconscious in the corridor. Near the stairs, only a guard’s hat lay. They’d died and disappeared. I grabbed the fallen guard’s shoes.

‘Non-participants are just hallucinations.’

Unlike dungeon monsters, they had no substance. If they were based on real people, like in the Chinese dungeon, at least imperfect magic stone fragments would remain.

Is it the difference between Source-based beings and ChatBox’s ability-based creations? People in Japanese and Chinese dungeons, born from the Source… could become real. We in Our World likewise are Source-born, so it’s hard to say which is fake or real.

“Police?!”

A probably-thief coming down was startled and fled at the sight of me. Convenient. But the non-participant guard—

“Who are you!”

Blocked my path.

“Please censor for viewers.”

They’d mosaic us anyway. Before they drew weapons, I charged. They were men twice my size but non-awakened without items. I could handle them.

“Sto—”

I threw my longsword at the guard reaching for his gun. At the same time, I drew my dagger and ducked between the two guards. Their punches came in slow motion. I tilted my head lightly to evade, then slashed upward with my dagger’s edge.

No blood spurted. The wound looked unreal. The guard, cut vertically from his chin almost to his collar, disappeared like smoke. Pivoting on my toes, I twisted around. I grabbed the arm of the guard holding the gun, yanked him in, and struck the back of his neck with the dagger’s hilt. With an “ugh,” he fell, shoes flying off. I plunged the blade into his throat—he too dissolved instantly.

└ Even F-ranks are hunters…

└ With the right gear, F-ranks can enter D-rank dungeons

└ Then shouldn’t novice awakeneds be treated like dangerous? It’s risky

└ It’s impossible for an F-rank to get top-tier gear, even mid-tier is toughㅠㅠ unless you’re silver-spoon

└ Why would silver-spoon F-ranks bother with dungeons lolol

└ At that point it’s just a hobby

Indeed, the wealthy sometimes hunt monsters as a hobby—decked in top gear with S-rank escort. Illegal, but they’ve done big-game hunts before.

“As you said, with stat-essence-boosting top gear, even F-rank hunters can tackle D-rank dungeons— in theory.”

I beckoned the twins. I don’t know who these slaves really are, but they obey. Which just makes them cuter… I mean, because of their appearance! In person, I doubt I’d think this.

“But dungeon runs require more than that. Throw a newbie F-rank in a D-rank with S-rank gear? They die.”

└ In a dungeon, newcomers really can’t do anything

└ Hidden stats like intelligence, recovery speed, courage are real too

└ Chief Han’s courage is definitely S-rank

“Mid-tier awakeneds, B-rank and above, can calmly face monsters unprepared. But low-tier awakeneds, even with training, usually panic. That’s why E-ranks sometimes fall to F-rank monsters.”

My expression hardened unconsciously. I wanted to add that I was scared too, but that part got blocked. Revealing I was F-rank hunter anyway. The twins probably noticed from my fighting, but maybe ChatBox mosaic-ed me for them.

“Practical training is essential for low-tier hunters. If any viewers awaken and become hunters, get real combat training! With thorough prep and dungeons matched to rank and experience, even low-tier hunters can run safely.”

They might think low-tier aren’t worth the investment. But really, a little care makes everyone’s path easier.

“The streets are harsh, you know.”

I offered the guards’ shoes to the twins. Big but better than nothing. If too small, it’d be worse. If they’re their real size, maybe small. Luckily both could wear them. They bowed gratefully in unison. Polite. Probably naturally good hunters.

└ Yujin’s expression……

└ □□□□! □□□□□□□□!!!

└ Who’s in charge of filtering? We need a talk!

└ I missed your stream because of a blackout

└ I just got here too, what happened? □□□□□□ why are they like that???????

One twin laughed and waved, the other jabbed their waist playfully with an elbow. The jabbed twin looked at me with an indignant expression.

“You mustn’t fight. You need to get along.”

└ Crazy □□□ look at them pretending to be pitiful lololol

└ □□□ how pathetic lolololol

We slipped out the back door into the alley. Seeing them struggle with the dragging shoes, I offered to carry one if it was too hard. One grinned, the other frowned and swung a fist. I can’t tell if they’re friendly or not—it looks like teasing. They’re teammates, though, so not too bad a relationship.

“All right then.”

I told them to wait below and climbed to a building overlooking the auction hall.

“It’s a bit embarrassing doing this in broad daylight.”

└ Someone tell Chief Song we apologized in advance

└ Chief Han can use bombs and all, yeah yeah

└ Destroy everything!!! Chief Han, do as you please!!!

└ Let’s raise bail money for Yujin in advance 1/n

“Boom~”

I flipped the switch. Then,

Bang! Ka-WOOM! Bang!!

The bombs I’d planted detonated in sequence. Dust clouds rose as the building crumbled. I pulled out binoculars to spot people fleeing. Those sharp suits must be asset holders. Hope I know someone among them.

At that moment, amid the chat about the explosions, I saw chatter about the police commissioner.

└ Did you see the police commissioner’s DMs? Right now □□□□□□ □□□□□□□□□

└ □□□ is the police commissioner really □□□□□□□□□□□□?

What on earth are they talking about, even here? Could it be that they really go around killing cops? Well, I’d be grateful then.

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