The S-Classes That I Raised - Chapter 734: Our House...? (2)

“-I-I think they’ll guard the house well! So!”

Hearing the situation, Gyeol blushed at the fact that I had seen the two gatekeepers. But one thing remained unchanged in both dream and reality.

-“Dad needs to rest.”

Though I still thought locking me up was a bit much.

-“Illusory species have a thin boundary between dream and reality. That’s why Gyeol has the ability to pull Dad’s memories into reality and strengthen them.”

“Then am I in no different from reality right now?”

-“Not exactly the same! But this world itself has a power similar to yours: the ability to realize dreams. Yours is stronger than anyone else’s.”

“Making the candy castle so vivid—”

-“Because I thought Byul would like it!”

Gyeol shook his head vehemently. The excuse was obvious, but I pretended not to notice. What’s wrong with a child dreaming of a candy castle? In any case, no one else could create such scale and clarity.

-“Anyway, when I dream, it’s like I’m awake. So normally I wouldn’t dream if I wanted to sleep soundly, but since this world formed, I think I’ve been sleeping here. I’m not entirely sure yet.”

His small wings fluttered as he approached sleeping Seol and Byul. His pink forepaws struggled to lift Byul, but the chinchilla-like baby monster slipped through his grasp and flopped to the floor. Seol, still asleep, fumbled and grabbed Byul.

-“The siblings here aren’t Gyeol’s dream. They must have fallen asleep with me and been affected.”

“Are they really Seol and Byul?”

-“Yes. They must be sleeping deeply without dreaming.”

My children were peacefully asleep together. I gently scooped up Seol and Byul. Byul wriggled and put his forepaw in his mouth. No, don’t eat that.

-“Guuu…”

“That’s Byul’s paw. It’s not food.”

-“Daddy, here!”

Gyeol hurriedly offered a large strawberry. I gave it to Byul, who stopped fussing and quietly nibbled. Then—

-“Pewik!”

His eyes flashed open—not waking up, but starting to dream again, perhaps. Seol also opened his sleepy eyes.

-“My siblings, what’s wrong?”

-“Eep! ?!”

Byul, still with the remaining strawberry, clambered onto my shoulder, clutching my shirt. Seeing that, Seol spread his wings, flew up, and transformed into his child form.

“Where is this?”

-“I’m dreaming. Right, Byul? Did you miss Dad?”

-“Mm-hmm!”

“You’re talking well~.”

I still needed to return home soon. But even this was nice. Gyeol summoned a table laden with food and an armchair. Byul jumped toward the table but fell, and Seol caught him, placing him next to a cake.

“Can you make anything? I heard you couldn’t use skills here.”

-“Gyeol’s power is like at home…hmm, up to S-rank? It’s unrelated to mana.”

Then, once we arrived, it seemed we’d be safe. Drawing Gyeol in felt uneasy, but if things got dangerous I could wake him from the dream…if he would listen, that is. I could just picture his stubborn face insisting he’d stay with Dad.

“Everyone’s probably using helicopters—can you make a landing pad?”

-“Yes! Let’s go up together, Dad. Seol and Byul, play here.”

As he created another basket of candy, Gyeol spoke like the First. An elevator appeared on the wall, and we ascended to the roof. How had it been so high without being visible from outside? The soft-serve–shaped roof flattened and was covered in solid cement.

“Let’s see—Aunt Yerim’s helicopter landed briefly because of range. She’ll arrive in Seoul soon. I wonder if Yuhyun will be okay. Seong Hyunjae will manage himself.”

Director Song must have had a hard time. Using the telescope Gyeol made, I scanned the sky. Before long, a helicopter appeared. The whirring blades sounded so welcome.

“Here it is, here!”

Though the nursery had gotten very colorful, it really was our home. Yerim leaned out the helicopter window but was blown back in by the wind, her face scrunched up. Yerim, you just lost some stats—be careful.

“Sir!”

The helicopter landed, and Yerim was the first to dash out.

“Gyeol’s here too! It really is Gyeol?”

-“Yes, Aunt. It’s Gyeol.”

“Mon chat!”

“Hello. Nice to meet you.”

Riette spoke some unknown phrase, and Noah awkwardly greeted us. Ah, the translation item. I had Gyeol create one to use.

“I’m so glad everyone’s safe!”

“My Jini, you must have worried so much~.”

“Why is he here? I thought he was dropped off in the West Sea.”

“Oh dear, I forgot!”

Yerim promised she wouldn’t forget next time. I explained the situation to the four of them.

“Your mana will stabilize gradually. We might get used to this first.”

“That’s why Sanho couldn’t speak and kept feeling sleepy.”

“It seems our stats are a bit higher than at first.”

Noah moved his arm slightly and said so. I felt mine unchanged—there wasn’t much to lose anyway.

“Oh? It’s Noah!”

Riette suddenly shouted. On a rooftop of the building opposite, Noah flew down. Yerim widened her eyes; Noah looked startled. Maybe she didn’t notice while flying the helicopter.

“There’s…another me.”

“No, it’s a dream. Someone’s dream. Riette, stay calm. Your stats are low. You’d break your legs if you jumped.”

“There’s another Noah! Noah!”

Yerim called loudly, but the Noahs on the building didn’t notice.

“The first floor is full of Myungwoo. Dreamers are queuing to get gear from him.”

“Then you must be here too?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“I once appeared in someone’s dream too!”

“Me too.”

“I am too—Xiao Jin—”

I threw the telescope I was holding at Hwangrim. I wasn’t curious or interested. I held back Yerim, who wanted to visit my dream-self, and looked back to the sky. I hoped Yuhyun’s helicopter was found safely. Peace would need a large chopper since he couldn’t remain ethereal.

Fortunately, we didn’t wait long before another helicopter appeared. It was coming from the north and looked very large—surely Yuhyun and Peace. Then I saw a faint black object from Japan. Everyone was arriving safely.

“Yuhyun!”

I waved my arms frantically. We really were home—even if it’d been slightly remodeled! A large helicopter approached and landed on the roof.

-“Kyaauung!”

With a mighty roar, Peace burst out of the helicopter as if to smash the door. Perhaps he’d been cramped—he stretched fully first. Then Yuhyun disembarked.

“Brother!”

“Yuhyun, Peace! You two are all right?”

“Yeah. Peace is faster than monsters, so we didn’t collide.”

-“Krrrung…”

“Well done, Peace. Good job! Oh, you’re so handsome!”

I roughly patted Peace’s nape. He circled once, cooing, as though wanting to hug me. Sorry, Peace—adult form must be tough. Meanwhile, I could clearly see the helicopter Seong Hyunjae and Director Song were on. Everyone was safe—thank goodness…

Crash!

A deafening explosion. The tail of an oncoming helicopter at the nursery blew off. My body froze. Suddenly—what? Skills are disabled now—

“It looks like an anti-tank rocket launcher.”

said Hwangrim. A modern weapon. Right, real-world weapons still functioned here. I’d driven my truck through monsters, others had flown in helicopters. The chopper circled—it hadn’t crashed yet, but it could fall at any moment.

“W-what do we do?!”

Yerim stamped her feet in panic. Damn it—who on earth? No, that’s not the point.

“Gyeol!”

-“Dad, if you leave the castle you can’t use it properly! It’s better to board that chopper!”

“Megaphone!”

-“Megaphone?”

Rescuing people inside the same helicopter would be difficult. But this place had flyers—even dreams could endure attacks without real harm. Gyeol made a megaphone and handed it to me. I shouted with all my might.

“Noah! Please rescue Guildmaster Sesung and Director Song Taewon inside that helicopter!”

“…What? Yujin-ssi, I—ah!”

My booming cry reached the Noahs on the building and the dreamers of them. They flew without hesitation. Dreamers so devoted to Noah surely knew he would obey this call.

“There’s someone attacking the helicopter! Please protect them too!”

Among the Noahs, one in draconic form dived toward the crashing chopper on golden wings. As dreams of ordinary people, they lacked Noah’s real power—but surely they could carry one person.

Then I shouted again toward the building.

“To all Hunters here to meet Myungwoo! Intruder alert! Protect Guildmaster Sesung and Director Song Taewon and assist them! Whoever captures the attacker will receive a direct weapon-craft request from me, Han Yujin, Director of Dodam Nursery!”

Hunters likely had stronger power than non-Awakened. Boom! Another explosion. What kind of bastard is this? Seeing other dreams respond, it wasn’t a simple dreamer, but could Transcendents already be intervening? Even if they can’t step in—

‘They might be sending the dream.’

So they use conventional weapons, not skills or items. One Noah burst into flames and vanished. Yet I caught a glimpse of someone being lifted from the helicopter.

“Yerim, stay here.”

“Ahnssi!”

“I can’t leave this to the dream alone. They might be injured—I have to go get them. If only we had weapons—”

“Jina, here!”

Hwangrim tossed a rifle from inside the helicopter to me. Riette and Noah also drew rifles. What is this?

“The place we borrowed the helicopter was a military facility~ I couldn’t take many.”

“Well done! Now, Yuhyun. You learned to shoot before?”

“Yeah. I practiced separately after. Just in case.”

“Good. Yerim, Gyeol—you two must not come out.”

Yerim and Gyeol both scowled.

“But Sir—”

-“But Dad!”

“If this place falls, we’ll have nowhere to return to. Guard the house. Hwangrim, you stay too.”

“Huh? Me too?”

“You’re good with weapons, right? You were a soldier.”

Hwangrim shrugged. He’d seemed undisciplined at first, but he did have experience.

“Explain the rifle types to Gyeol and have him create them. For long-range sniping. Don’t harm civilians if possible.”

-“Okay.”

“Sniper rifles? Me too! I’m a long-range guy!”

“Keep the kids safe. Peace—will you stay?”

-“Krrung!”

Peace nudged me as if to follow, but I worried. He’d have trouble hiding with his size, and the others have guns too. But his speed was unmatched.

“Peace. Stay here. If Dad or anyone else is in danger, come quickly and bring them back. Okay? Please.”

-“Grrrooww.”

“Jina, the helicopter is falling!”

Crash—another roar. There was no time. Praying the two had escaped safely, I turned.

-“Dad, I made a slide connecting to the building!”

“Thanks! Hwangrim, guard the house well!”

Here, Gyeol and Peace were stronger, so they’d manage. That attacker gave me the creeps. I slung the rifle and hopped onto the sled at the slide’s top. Yuhyun, Noah, and Riette followed behind. The sled shot down into Dodam Building in an instant.

Clang—the sled’s runners scraped the lobby and spun to a halt. Perhaps my shout worked: most Hunters in the lobby had exited.

“Oh? Director Han ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) Yujin!”

At the word intruder, some must have decided to guard the building—they drew their weapons and stood before Myungwoo. Good work.

“Please take care of things!”

I instructed them to block any suspicious person and rushed outside. Beyond the doors…

“…Brother?”

The Han Yujins murmured among themselves, glancing toward the explosions. Yuhyun looked startled; Riette uttered something unintelligible.

“Those are…dreams, right?”

“Yes. Surprisingly many people dream of me… haha.”

They told me not to worry and started moving toward the smoke when—

“Yuhyun?”

“Yuhyun!”

“My little brother!”

The Yujins spotted Yuhyun. Holy crap, don’t come any closer! Like a horde of zombies! Get away, all of you!

“There are two Yuhyuns!”

“What the heck is that, Han Yujin? A fake?”

“Yuhyun, did you come to see me?”

“Haeyeon Guildmaster is so handsome!”

They blocked my path. Even blurry, they looked like me, mixed with dreamers, so I couldn’t push through. Wait—over there!

Screeech!

“Yujin-ssi! Get in!”

A familiar car screeched to a halt and Noah opened the door. Noah! Now I remember—he went for the car! The keys must be in his room!

“Nice, Noah! Yuhyun, Riette!”

I jumped into the car and sped toward the smoke. Seong Hyunjae, Director Song—please be safe.

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