(Author’s note: this is rewritten! Yet the plot is still the same!)

A year had passed since the emergence of the renowned 10th S-rank hunter, Sung Jin-woo, and now you had achieved the same prestigious status, becoming officially recognized as the 11th S-rank hunter. Your recent rise to prominence had kept you occupied with a relentless schedule packed with high-stakes missions and the daunting task of sealing off dangerous gates.

One quiet night, you found yourself stationed at the entrance of a gate leading to a realm inhabited by a formidable A-rank magical beast. Your primary responsibility was to ensure that no lower-ranked hunters wandered too close and inadvertently found themselves face-to-face with the menacing creature lurking within. The silence of the night made it seem like an ordinary shift, and with everything seemingly under control, fatigue started to creep in.

Eventually, the monotony of your watch lulled you into a light nap, reassured by the absence of any trespassers approaching the gate. Meanwhile, Baek, the vigilant guild master of the White Tiger Guild, was making his rounds near the ominous red gate. His sharp gaze scanned the area, but it quickly fixated on you, sprawled out in a position that looked more like a casual lounging than a rigorous guard duty.

Just then, his companion, Choi Jong-In, stepped up beside him. With a teasing note in his voice, he nudged Baek and gestured towards the very portal they were meant to secure.

“The portal is right there, not at the corner of it,” Choi remarked, lightly shaking his head at the sight of you instead of attending to the actual threat at hand. Choi’s comment broke the stillness, and the two shared a knowing glance, aware of the absurdity yet undeniable comfort in the unusual night shift of an S-rank hunter.