Overpowered Reincarnation Perks! - Chapter 2.2
He probably thinks it sounds like the lie of an obviously suspicious person. If I were in the opposite position, I would have thought the same, so I can’t say I don’t understand.
I was ready to hide behind Callion if he tried to interrogate or attack me, but the man seemed a bit flustered, rubbed the back of his neck, and averted his gaze.
‘If he has no intention to attack, I guess I can relax for now.’
When I looked at Callion, he seemed to realize something and introduced the man to me.
“I apologize for the late introduction, Ju-in. This is Senes. He’s my older brother.”
The last part was quite surprising.
‘Brother? They don’t look alike at all.’
Apart from both being handsome, everything from their hair color to body type is different. I wonder how their parents’ genes were distributed.
Senes, who Callion introduced as his brother, also seemed to be a monster hunter. Although they’re brothers, they don’t hunt together but act separately, only exchanging signals in emergencies.
From the circumstances, it seemed that when Callion was attacked and badly injured by monsters yesterday, he sent a rescue signal to Senes.
I’m not sure what use it is to arrive today when the signal was sent yesterday, though.
Anyway, since he introduced us, I should greet him. I put on my long-forgotten social face and tried to greet him politely.
No, I was about to greet him, but.
“I see. Senes, nice to……”
“Who do you think you are, acting like a master?”
This guy picks a fight out of nowhere.
“Pardon?”
“You’re Callion’s master? You? On what grounds?”
Ah. So that’s what it was.
“Um, I think you’re misunderstanding something. I’m not acting like a master, it’s just that my name is Ju-in, so Callion calls me that.”
“Your name? Your name is Ju-in?”
“Yes.”
“……Why is your name like that?”
Senes’s expression turned sour, with one eyebrow twisted.
Did you contribute anything to naming me?
You’d have an extremely strange name too if you fell into South Korea, you know?
“Anyway, so you’re not Callion’s master.”
Senes let out an uncomfortable sigh as if something was bothering him, then asked Callion.
“So, Callion, you’re not hurt?”
Not even apologizing to me and changing the subject right away? I can tell what kind of personality he has.
Callion thought for a moment, then nodded.
It seems he’s covering it up because if he said I healed his wounds, my healing ability would be exposed.
“It’s just that I made a mistake because I was flustered, as it’s my first time moving while protecting someone, brother. There were no other problems.”
“There might not have been any problems for you, Callion.”
It sounds like he’s implying there were problems for me.
‘More importantly, aren’t you going to apologize for misunderstanding my name and picking a fight out of nowhere?’
As I glared at Senes due to the poor first impression, our eyes met.
I was momentarily intimidated by his unpleasant expression, but I didn’t back down and widened my eyes.
A spear-shaped icon appeared between Senes and me.
Current waiting members: (1/1)
You have received a party invitation. Do you accept?
He’s not apologizing as he should, but sending a party invitation instead? Is this a joke?
I looked at Senes in disbelief, and he immediately averted his eyes.
‘Why isn’t there a reject button for this?’
When I used the healing skill, there were ‘Yes / No’ buttons, but the party invitation window only had an accept button.
Is rejecting supposed to mean rejecting, or something like that?
‘Well, I reject!’
I pushed the system window aside. If there’s no reject button, I can just not press accept and ignore it.
I won’t press the accept button until you apologize.
“By the way, Callion. Does this mean the three of us will be going down the mountain together now?”
“Yes. Now that my brother is here, we can support Ju-in as we go. That’s fortunate.”
What’s fortunate about it? I don’t want to form a party with such a jerk!
I tried to signal with my eyes that I’d prefer Callion to support me if anyone was going to, but Senes cut that off abruptly.
“Support? Are you injured somewhere? You look fine on the outside.”
“She seems to tire easily due to a weak constitution.”
“I asked Ju-in, not you.”
Then he looks at me.
Why are you picking a fight again? Is it because I didn’t accept the party invitation?
“I don’t need any support. Let’s just go down.”
“Go down? You look like you’d collapse after taking just one step.”
Didn’t you just say I looked fine?
“I’m perfectly fine, you know?”
“Lack of sleep. Lack of exercise. Severe nutritional imbalance, it seems. Your feet look swollen too.”
Senes sighed and took out a small bag from his chest.
Before I could even guess if that was also an inventory, a pot and cooking utensils appeared with a ‘poof’ sound.
……Wait. Cooking utensils?
“First, we need to eat something and recover your strength. Callion. Take out all the ingredients you have.”
Is he going to cook here? Is he in his right mind?
“I only have emergency rations. It would be better to use yours, brother.”
“Then let’s do that, and go fetch some water. There’s a spring below the cliff.”
“Brother. What about the monsters nearby……”
“I’ve dealt with all the ones in the vicinity, so it should be safe for a while.”
“I see. Understood.”
Callion, not at all flustered by this absurd situation, immediately disappeared beyond the bushes, saying he’d fetch water.
‘……I guess this is everyday life here.’
Regardless of my bewilderment, Senes started endlessly pulling out pouches of ingredients from his inventory.
He’s supposed to be a monster hunter, why is he carrying around so many ingredients?
‘Is he actually a chef?’
Well, even in a zombie apocalypse world, mukbangs of cheese ramen and Tteokbokki are a must, so of course there would be chefs in this world too.
‘I can’t figure out what genre this world is.’
Is it a mixed worldview of survival and adventure with a bit of romance? If this were a game, I’d like to ask how they decided on their target audience.
‘Well, he does look skilled.’
Senes quickly and deftly prepared the ingredients without pause. Despite his rough hands that looked only capable of fighting, his movements were surprisingly delicate and meticulous.
After chopping the ingredients with knife skills reminiscent of a top chef and adding them to the pot, Senes took out something red from his pouch.
‘A jewel?’
No, it looked too rough to be a jewel. But too transparent and brilliantly colored to be a pebble.
Senes held the stone, about half the size of my fist, in both hands and snapped it in two.
‘……Breaking a stone? With bare hands?’
Suddenly, a fire blazed up under the pot.
“F-Fire!”
This guy is starting a fire in the mountains. Is he crazy? What if it causes a forest fire!
Panicking, I started frantically trying to clear away nearby twigs and leaves, but Senes shouted at me as if I were pathetic.
“Please stay still. I’m the one cooking, so why are you making a fuss?”
“No, the fire! It’s dangerous if it spreads!”
“It won’t spread. I used a magic stone.”
