The Owner of the Healing Therapy Shop Is World Rank 0
Prologue
At 10:00 a.m., an ordinary alley in Mapo District, Seoul, was packed with Hunters.
The atmosphere was even more intense than during most dungeon breaks.
“Yujin, I came because you asked me to, but how much longer do we have to wait? We’ve already been standing here for three hours… Can’t we just go to another shop?”
“No. Absolutely not. This isn’t just a shop. It’s a holy place. With just a few items sold here, even a B-rank Hunter like me can solo an A-rank Gate.”
“Solo an A-rank Gate? Just because of some items? That’s impossible.”
“The fact that it sounds impossible is exactly why there are so many people here, Gahui. Even if you’re just a civil service exam student who doesn’t know much about Hunters, don’t say something like that in public.”
Yujin pointed at the notice board displayed in front of the shop’s large glass window.
It read:
[Today’s Recipe: Mana Raindrop Candy (Peppermint Flavor) – Instantly Restores 200% Mana!]
“This is the shop owned by the nationally certified Hunter, Ye Bitna. Got it?”
“What?! Even I’ve heard that name! Isn’t she the hero who cured all the Hunters who had to retire because of mana addiction?”
“That’s right. So people like you and me should already be grateful that we even have the chance to buy Ms. Bitna’s items. She also sells amazing products that ordinary people can use, so look forward to it.”
“…But if someone that famous owns this shop, shouldn’t people be fighting over who got here first? Why is everyone so orderly and quiet?”
Yujin let out a snort.
“Are you crazy? If anyone started a fight here, the part-timers would kill them.”
“The… part-timers?”
The moment she finished speaking, the shop door swung open.
“Healing Therapy Shop is now open! Welcome, ladies!”
A handsome man with bright red hair appeared, greeting everyone energetically.
The tall, celebrity-like man immediately drew cheers from the female customers.
“That’s Oh Hyeongtaek. An S-rank Hunter. They say a single slash of his Blade Wind can shred hundreds of monsters into pieces.”
“An S-rank Hunter is working here… as a part-timer?”
“You know I told you not to call customers ‘ladies,’ right? Do you want to die?”
The person who smacked Hyeongtaek on the back was a cute young woman with short hair.
“That woman is Shin Nara, an S-rank Healer. There’s no healer in Asia who’s better than her.”
And that wasn’t all.
“Everyone, please don’t push. Come in carefully.”
Another part-timer, a huge, muscular man, welcomed the customers with a gentle smile.
“That’s Seon Donguk, Korea’s Shield. An S-rank Tanker. He’s a legendary figure, famous for defeating a hundred enemies and never losing a battle.”
Gahui stood there with her mouth hanging open.
“Why are S-rank Hunters working here as part-timers?”
“Because the owner is someone even more incredible.”
When it was finally their turn, Gahui walked into the shop as if she were in a trance.
The display shelves were divided into sections for Attack, Defense, Healing, and Cosmetics, each filled with cute and colorful items.
“…It smells so nice.”
The sweet fragrance of flowers filling the shop, along with the abundance of plants decorating the interior, naturally put her mind at ease.
“Checkout, please, Boss!”
A male customer walked up to the counter carrying an armful of merchandise.
The owner everyone had been talking about greeted him with a bright smile.
“Hello! I’ll ring those up for you.”
The customer’s face instantly turned bright red at the owner’s cheerful smile.
But that warm feeling lasted less than a second.
A man quietly folding gift boxes beside the owner looked at him with icy eyes.
Tilting his head slightly, he said,
“Next customer.”
The killing intent in his gaze was so cold it felt as if it could freeze someone to the bone.
“G-Gah! Hunter Kang Jinseo…! I-I’m sorry!”
The customer repeatedly apologized, his face pale as he hurriedly paid for his items.
“I told you not to scare the customers so much.”
“…I was only annoyed because I couldn’t tie the ribbon properly.”
The man, no, the S-rank Hunter Kang Jinseo, now known as the living legend of South Korea, frowned at the crowded shop as though he disliked all the people.
But the moment he looked at the owner’s bright, smiling face, he quietly went back to folding the gift boxes.
Watching the bizarre scene unfold before her, Gahui couldn’t help but think,
‘If those monster-like S-rank Hunters are working here as part-timers… then what rank is the owner?’
