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Chapter 25 - Ready For The Hunt

It was a rainy day. The surroundings felt gloomy, yet it did not prevent the magnificent job hunter at finding a job for himself. Ye Han started off with going to sleep on time, which is a rare occurrence. In turn, he woke up earlier than his normal schedule. But he felt extra groggy since his body has been accustomed to his everyday late night session. Nonetheless, it did not deter his will.

Experts say that a good day starts with a healthy breakfast. Ye Han sneered at the fact. "I have mastered the art of 'not eating something for a long amount of time' I have transcended mere mortals who still require morning sustenance." But let's face it. He's broke, so breakfast is definitely out of his reach.

But an itty bitty tiny problem worried him. He doesn't have clothes.

Not in the literal sense as he goes to school. But he lacks clothes suited for job interviews. Based on his sources (most probably the internet and television), wearing a suit is an absolute must. From an analogy, he read somewhere (a dodgy source probably) it stated that armor is worn for battle while a job requires a suit.

When he opened his closet to get dressed, it registered that the inside only consisted of 5 pairs of uniforms, firmly hanged and a handful of tracksuits, about 5 pairs also. As for other clothing? None, that's basically it. That's right folks, his whole wardrobe consists of uniforms and tracksuits.

"Guess I'll have to wing it with the tracksuit huh?"

But another problem came up when he was about to pick a tracksuit. Which color of tracksuit should he wear?

His tracksuits come in a variety of colors, black, green, red, gray and pink. His problem is selecting the perfect color that will land him the job. "I need to choose 'the winning color.'"

As someone living in poverty, color is something he doesn't bother himself about. But his gut feeling is telling him that a specific color would make him succeed.

"Now, what to choose? Should I just settle for draw lots? Blind choosing? No, no, no, this is very much important to rely upon those methods. Statistical studies? A research paper? Oh, this is getting harder by the second."

With no one to help and guide his decision, he turned towards someone he admired the most, someone he holds dear in his heart. He would get a piece of advice from a person that would definitely be there in the time of his need.

"That's it! I will ask Suzuka-chan!" He declared.

Instantly, he opens his laptop and opened the file manager. Sifting through all of the files, he finally came across the folder named "Best Girl." He then browsed for a couple of seconds until he found the file he was looking for.

"Hmm, let's see. This is her profile. Now let's find her favorite color. I'm sorry for forgetting your favorite color Suzuka-chan. I promise it will never happen again."

This pathetic effort only lasted for some seconds as he skillfully skimmed through the contents of the profile.

"Aha! Found it! It says here that her favorite color is… orange. Who would have thought? Now I just need to pick the orange… tracksuit. Oh, that's right. I don't have an orange tracksuit."

The realization clearly dampened his mood. He felt pathetic. He felt sadness over his not-strong-yet connection with Suzuka. A wave of depression assaulted his very being. It seems his promised utopia would be far unreachable at the moment.

But who was he? He was the strongest hero to have ever lived. The very being who drove away the darkness of the world. A protector and savior of the weak. He served as the beacon of hope, the banner of victory. He, the once most powerful man alive to have ever set foot on this planet is giving up?

Yes. Yes of course.

His hero career has long ended. The world doesn't need him anymore, there are already countless individuals who could protect the world and its people. He's better off staying with his current lifestyle and rot like an old fossil he is.

*beep*

His lamentation was disrupted by a beep that came from his laptop. It sounded like a notification, so he clicked on it. What popped out is a poorly cropped picture of Suzuka and a caption, "Today's your job hunting day Ye Han. I wish you good luck and don't give up! Fighting!"

"Suzuka-chan."

Ye Han was visibly moved by the encouragement he received from her. His previous depressed state was replaced by newfound vigor excitement. His confidence shot up and his dark expression significantly brighten.

"You're right. I won't quit. Although I stopped being the hero, I will never quit on finding a job. This for me and for you. For us. Thank you Suzuka-chan for making me remember my goals." He said with his eyes threatening to burst any moment.

But it seemed he purposely ignored the fact that he was the one who set up the alert. He was also the one who created the picture and message on a cheap photo editor. The notification was supposed a reminder for him, made by him. His machinations unexpectedly helped him to find his confidence back again and resume his hunt.

Without wasting any time. He grabbed the nearest article of clothing and wore it proudly. He searched for the necessary documents he would need and some valid ID. After that, he took one last glance at Suzuka's photo and briefly caressed the screen tenderly showing his affection.

"Money, here I com- hurk."

But when he got on the stairs outside his apartment, he did not notice the small water puddle on the steps. As a result, he slipped down and went stumbling. Each of the steps hit various part of his body. It was so sudden that he was not able to adjust himself. But what's most unfortunate is a couple of bystanders were watching him as he fell down bouncing like a ball.

*thud*

*thud*

*thud*

A couple of thuds later.

*THUD*

"Ahahahahaha."

All the witnesses laughed hard as they went back on their merry way.

Ye Han laid down as the raindrops fell on him. The confidence that he built earlier was nowhere to be found.

"Why are we still here, just to suffer."

*cue depressing music*