Ch 2 - Departure

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Incheon International Airport

Two men were standing in the middle, surrounded by a group of reporters clicking photos rapidly.

Dressed in suits, they were holding a suitcase each, carrying their gear.

Click, click, click, click, click!!

Reporters continued to click away with their cameras, afraid that they might miss even a second of their nation's strongest hunters.

Both of the men were stiff, their faces draped in serious expressions looking at the entrance anxiously. Wiping out the sweat on their forehead, they glanced at the watch from time to time.

"Where is he?" Go Gunhee asked, furrowing his brows.

Sung Il-Hwan shook his head. "No idea, Sir. But don't worry, he will be here soon."

Go Gunhee stared at the entrance. "I should have picked him up myself."

The reporters saw their expressions and discussed with each other.

"What is going on?"

"I don't know. What are Hunter Go Gunhee and Hunter Sung Il-Hwan waiting for?"

"Is there someone else joining them?"

"Hah! Aside from these two, who else will dare to go to the States to deal with that massive gate?"

Go Gunhee's face twitched. Despite the reporters trying their best to speak in a low voice, the two hunters with very sharp senses were the best in the nation.

Just as he was about the say something, his expression froze for a second, replaced with an excited expression.

Even Sung Il-Hwan's expression brightened up instantly, looking like a fanatic who had come across his God.

The reporters were startled by it, watching such a massive change in their expressions. They followed their lines of sight and looked at the entrance.

They saw a young man in his early twenties entering the airport, wearing cargo pants under a white t-shirt with the jolly roger of Straw Hats Pirates and slippers, like a typical young man arriving late to send off his friend or family.

With the slippers and the sunglass, he gave the vibe of the guy who didn't give a shit to anything in the world.

Go Gunhee's facial muscles could be seen twitching non-stop, staring at him.

But the reporters had an opposite reaction, exploding.

"Who is he?" It began with one of the reporters who lazily asked.

The one beside him was startled, jumping in shock. He looked at the first one like he didn't recognize him at all. "What? You don't recognize him!"

"That's..." Someone called, pointing at the entrance.

Another one seemed shocked, his mind was blown away. "It's impossible..."

"Isn't that?"

"It's Jason Dragneel!" A reporter shouted.

"The richest man in Korea! That Jason! What's he doing here?"

It spread like wildfire as all of the reporters turned the direction of their cameras towards him.

Click, click, click, click, click!!

"What do you think he was here for?"

"No idea! But it's still a headline for sure."

"Yeah. Who would have thought we would even get to see him here?"

Jason ignored all the reporters' reactions, not bothered at all. He walked over to the waiting Go Gunhee and smiled.

"I hope you guys are not waiting for long."

"Oh no, not at all." Go Gunhee tried to smile but his muscles twitching gave away his inner thoughts.

Jason smiled at the senior hunter's expression. "Haha... you're so stiff already. What will you do when you are in front of an enemy?"

"Guild Master, please don't irritate him." Sung Il-Hwan stepped forward and spoke to Jason, trying not to let him irritate Go Gunhee.

Jason shrugged his shoulders with a smirk. "Just trying to lighten up the mood. That's all."

"Let's go." Go Gunhee sighed heavily and said.

Jason shrugged his shoulder and followed the old guy with Sung Il-Hwan.

"So, how is your son doing? How old is he again?" Jason glanced at Sung Il-Hwan and asked, getting bored.

Sung Il-Hwan smiled and spoke. "Haha, he just turned 15 and entered the high school."

"It's a very delicate age for any youngster. I think you should stay here and support your family instead." Jason spoke lightly.

Sung Il-Hwan smiled lightly. "Please don't say that Guild Leader. This raid will determine the future of the world. Thousand of lives are at stake so how can I ignore that and live happily."

"Alright, alright, jeez... You're such a Saint!" Jason laughed, slightly admiring the young Asian man.

The duo chatted as they made their way to the plane.

Click, click, click, click, click!!

Hundreds of camera lenses captured the sight of these three men boarding the plane.

The trio was guided to the first-class cabin by the stewardess. Aside from the three of them, all the seats were empty.

The stewardess was a young woman in her early thirties, wearing a skin-tight uniform that was unusually tight around her huge knockers. She had large eyes with a charming face. She also had long black hair, a small nose, and light brown eyes. Anyone would have lecherous thoughts for her, watching her bosom wriggle with every movement she made. 

"Sir, please call me if you need anything." Smiling sweetly, she bowed to Jason.

Jason smiled and nodded his head. "Okay,"

The stewardess excused himself and went out to her workspace. Another flight attendant saw her and smiled. "What happened? Does my dear Hana like him too? Man, he is so cute and handsome!..."

"Shut up!" Hana covered her friend's mouth, feeling embarrassed. She had never come across someone as handsome as Jason ever before, attracting her attention.

Jason chuckled at the reaction of the two flight attendants.

The three of them closed their eyes, dozing off as the flight took off, not caring about anything else.

"Sir, do you need a drink?" A crisp and sweet voice passed over and interrupted Jason's nap.

Opening his eyes, Jason saw Hana pushing a trolley of drinks and looking at him with a flirty gaze.

"A glass of vodka!" Jason raised his eyebrow at her and gave her a complete lookover from head to toe.

"Okay, Sir," Hana replied sweetly as she filled a glass with an expensive bottle of vodka from the cart and handed it to Jason.

Jason took the glass and slightly caressed her hand, causing her cheeks to flush red, and her body to heat up.

"Miss Hana, are you busy?" Jason asked in a sweet and alluring voice.

"Uh... N-No..." Hana replied a little nervously.

Jason smiled, "How about you accompany me then? You see my friends are deep asleep."

"S-Sure," Hana replied, glancing at the two slumbering men.

She took a seat beside him as the duo chatted, ignoring the two ignorant sleepy men...

They were in a world of their own as Hana continued to laugh, finding his jokes funny. She had no idea of the special identity of the guy she was having fun with.