The Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial

“Gasp!”
Gu Shinhoo sucked in a sharp breath.

When he showed signs of tension, Jurim’s lips twisted into a smirk.
No way. That rude little bastard again?
Gu Shinhoo quickly rolled his eyes around, checking the surroundings.

They were in front of a mass of reporters. He couldn’t let him call out, “Shinhoo-ya,” like at the auction house.
He and I are years apart. That son of a bitch!
Gu Shinhoo darted up to On Jurim’s side.

“Guildmastuh On Jurim! Perfect timing. I needed to speak with you.”
Gu Shinhoo tugged on Jurim’s arm, pulling him toward the nearest tent, and whispered under his breath so no one could hear.
“I heard something real interesting regarding Brom’s RP Dungeon entry. You heard about it?”

“Doesn’t sound interesting already.”
This bastard. The fucking attitude on him.
But he was certain—this was a story that only Jurim would find interesting.

Grinning, Gu Shinhoo leaned in and whispered into Jurim’s ear, selling out Chun Gyuri.
He said that the President of the Association had shoved Chun Gyuri and his own son into the RP because her daughter hadn’t agreed to settle the fraud case involving the president’s son.
“Chairman really loves his son, huh?”

While Gu Shinhoo whispered, Jurim glanced back toward the RP Dungeon gate that had opened right in the middle of the road.
Since Shinhoo was speaking on the assumption that Jurim already knew the full backstory, it was unclear exactly what ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) happened, but—
At the very least, he could gather this much: Guru had been scammed, and the President of the Association had moved to bury it.

So that’s what happened while I was gone.
That tiny little thing was always getting into some kind of trouble.
Reading Jurim’s reaction, Gu Shinhoo could tell it had been a worthwhile trade, and stepped back with a satisfied smile.
“Guildmastuh On, I’ll apologize for last time. Let’s call it even now, yeah? No hard feelings between us anymore?”

“There was never anything between us to begin with.”
“Exactly! That’s what I like about us.”
Leaving the pleased Gu Shinhoo behind, Jurim strode up to the RP Dungeon.

He was just about to send a message saying he probably wouldn’t make it home tonight—
“…?”
His left hand throbbed faintly. A strange sensation, like he was being pulled by something.

 
****
Guru scrunched her brow at the sensation of something tugging her body around.

She tried to get up, but her head was heavy and her limbs felt limp—it was hard to move.
Even though Guru couldn’t get up, the one shaking her body kept jostling her over and over again.
Uuugh, sweepy… Guru cracked her eyes open just a sliver and mumbled softly.

“Jus’ a wittow wonguh…”
“Jueet! Jueeeit!”
A squeak? Was that the sound of a mouse?

She remembered it sounded just like that when a mouse showed up at the orphanage.
But the strange thing was…
“Jueet!” (Get up, please!)

…she could understand what the mouse was saying.
Whaaat? Gwuu got supuh powuhs now?
Was it a reawakening? Still half-asleep, she sat up with that vague thought in her head.

The base of her spine felt sore—probably because the lying-down position wasn’t comfortable.
“Haaaaaawm—”
Letting out a massive yawn that stretched her jaw, Guru turned to look at the one who woke her.

Even the daycare aunties didn’t shake her this much. Who was this, and why were they so desperate to wake her…?
A squiwwow?!
When she saw who it was, Guru’s ears perked up. Literally. She felt them move.

The one sitting next to her was a squirrel, about her size.
It was very, very cute, but—
BIG!

Even someone as clueless about the world as Guru knew squirrels weren’t supposed to be this big.
So then, a monster? Guru twitched her ears suspiciously and stared the squirrel down.
…?

Her eyes narrowed. Her ears twitched again. On top of her head.
Why’s dis happ’nin’?
They shouldn’t be moving like that, right? Feeling a strange sensation, she raised both hands to touch the top of her head.

And there it was. Soft, fuzzy fur-covered ears.
“…!”
Pat pat. Pinch pinch. No matter how many times she touched them, they felt real.

“Gwuu gots eaws on huh head!!”
Startled, she shouted, and the cute squirrel stiffened its tail in surprise.
Guru stared at it, her vision still wobbly, scanning it up and down.

The squirrel wore a yellow dress with a white apron, and round, fluffy ears twitched on top of its head.
Those ears! Gwuu got dose too?!
“Gwuu became a squiwwow?!”

Her face went pale with panic.
Since her hands and legs were still human-shaped, maybe she was changing gradually like that one anime where the main character turned into an animal.
Nooo! If dis keeps up, Gwuu gonna become a piggy!

The protagonist in that show had screamed so desperately—it had burned into her memory. Just thinking of that voice actor’s soul-crushing cry made her heart race.
As the memory resurfaced, Guru kicked off her blanket and crouched on the bed.
A thick, furry squirrel tail swayed behind her. When she moved side to side, it followed along.

That tail—definitely hers.
A taiw too!!
BOOM—!

Nooo. Gwuu’s gonna become a piggy!
The protagonist’s scream echoed in her ears.
Well, maybe a squirrel was a little better than a pig? …Was it? She didn’t know anymore!

Just as tears welled up in her big eyes—
“Jueengjueejuee!” (Don’t be awarmed!)
How was she not supposed to be alarmed?

“Jueet!” (We wewcome you!)
The squirrel language was extremely efficient. It could express “we welcome you” in just a single syllable.
“Juee! Jueejueejueejueejit!” (You awe da king of squiwwows! Da sky-squiwwow beastkin!)

“…?”
Dozens of question marks floated above Guru’s head.
“S-Sky squiwwow?”

Sky squirrel? Wasn’t that… the kind of squirrel that could glide a bit when it stretched out its arms?
“Jit! Jueejitjitjit-jitjitjitchit!” (Yes! You awe a sky squiwwow! Da king of squiwwows!)
Once the squirrel said it again, the rest of the sentence sank into her brain too.

Da king of squiwwows?
Guru slapped both hands over her gaping mouth.
KING?! Gwuu’s da KING?!

Her eyes darted to the side.
Gwuu’s amazing now!
A completely unintended status upgrade.

 
****
Guru started feeling a bit better.

For a kindergartener who loved playing princess with her friends, being a sky-squirrel royalty was way better than being just a piggy peasant.
But stiww…
She sat on the bed, legs criss-crossed, tilting her head as she recalled what happened.

Her last memory before becoming a sky squirrel was…
Gwuu opened da doow.
She’d packed up all her crafted items, loaded them onto her tricycle, and used her skill.

Normally, when she used [Dungeon is an Open Door], the inside of the dungeon was visible—but not with this RP Dungeon.
Unlike the others, the entrance was pitch black.
Dawk!

It was a little scary. When Guru hesitated to step in, something had leapt over her head, as if urging her forward.
Mephie!
Come to think of it, where was Mephi?

She was sure they entered together.
As she looked around for him, the big squirrel came up and asked:
“Jueejit?” (Awe you wooking fow youw items?)

“Uh-huh. Whewe’d dey go?”
“Jitjitjueeng.” (Wight hewe, my king.)
The big squirrel led her to a small table in the room.

Next to it stood her tricycle, with her backpack on top, and on top of that—a fluffy white baby bird was fast asleep.
Its round little body rose and fell with each soft breath.
Guru reached out to poke the fuzzy fluff to wake it—

…?
A status window she’d never seen before popped up.
Mephisto’s status window now read: “Updating…”

Update?
What’s being updated?
That’s when it happened.

DING! DING! DING!
A barrage of loud alerts exploded across her vision as windows began popping up in rapid succession.
Eep!

Guru’s ears twitched nonstop and her tail swished left and right.
They were all [RP Dungeon Scenario Quest] windows!