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Translator: penny
Chapter: 95
Chapter Title: Hysterical Turf War
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The reactions to Eom Oh-soo's YouTube video were sharply divided into two main camps.
Wow, look at this auntie dragging in a kid and gaslighting her lol
Healer rights have been noble since the early hunter days. What the hell lol
Who the fuck looked down on female healers? We couldn't even snag one if we tried.
Actually, healer rights have tanked lately. Back in the raid days, those bitches would straight-up chew out party leaders for not greeting healers properly. Ninety percent were total cunts.
The auntie's got an SSS-grade ability but can't even pull her weight, so everyone's glaring at her...
Sister, you're so cool!
Those little-dick losers are back, flashing their invisible pricks again.
Go play in your incel gallery, nerds.
Honorary Korean males are so scary ㅠㅠ Look at them glaring and yapping at sister.
A half-baked healer gets rich overnight and thinks she can match roots? lol Her speech alone shows she's worlds apart in class from the Saintess.
Even though Eom Oh-soo had edited the video to her own advantage, viewers pierced right through her ugly true nature and intentions in the comments.
The comment war raging even more fiercely than the skyrocketing views turned the whole thing into an utter abyss, so plenty of people in Hunter Gallery hesitated to send reinforcements.
Fuck... I wanna go beat those pigs if I could stomach it, but it'd make me puke.
Wanna peer into the abyss? Dig through Women's Solidarity Gallery...
Wow, didn't expect them to include the behind-the-scenes stare-down footage.
She probably uploaded it thinking it'd trash Im Hyeji lol
No wonder she's just your standard old Korean spinster... average as they come. Doesn't even know why she's like that...
On top of that, the YouTube video highlighted the stare-down moment where Im Hyeji finally snapped after holding back—something I figured would get cut. And the editing wasn't some devilish clip job focusing only on her words; it included Eom Oh-soo's own lines too, which was the real punchline.
lololol but what's up with the manager lolol
Wow, gotta be on purpose, right? Only buying three coffees? Total no-social-life vibe lol
Look at his clothes lol How the hell is he Im Hyeji's manager?
Im Hyeji wasn't even an SS-grade originally. She's hot right now, so the guild probably shoved some connected driver guy on her for transport duty.
I made a cameo friendship appearance and decorated Hunter Gallery with a sensible post, which felt pretty satisfying.
Not the nicest comments, but as a gallery attention whore thriving on the spotlight, I was proud.
Hunter Gallery average, you retards.
Anyway, if even her own YouTube video—something she could control—had reactions split down the middle, the responses on Rekka videos or other communities were a no-brainer outside Women's Solidarity HQ.
It was burning up.
At the ugly side of the SSS-grade healer. At the old hag's desire clawing for the Saintess title.
If you asked Koreans to name the things they hate most, power trips would be high on the list.
The moment the privileged act arrogant and condescending, they can't stand anywhere—broadcasts, anywhere.
Hunters aren't exempt.
Of course, hunters don't live off public attention.
Power-tripping in a dungeon or whatever? No one has reason to care or listen.
But even for those hunters, the second they branch into YouTube or TV for more cash, to the public, they're just celebrities with superpowers.
Normally, her age might draw "bratty kid, tsk tsk" reactions by generation, but combined with the belittling glares and dismissive tones everyone recognizes, her personality laid bare—plus words that crushed old-school male pride—it hit perfectly.
So in conclusion, Eom Oh-soo's downfall seemed inevitable even if left alone.
Would anything really change? Naturally not—this alone wouldn't erase or topple one of Korea's eight SSS-grade healers.
No one in the hunter industry is clueless about her shitty personality anyway.
Power-trip or whatever, if you've got skills, people grovel to stay on good terms and beg for dungeon help—even licking toes if needed. That's dungeon folk.
Without a healer—especially a competent one—entering a dungeon is like writing a will and offing yourself.
"She's gotta be pissed."
That's why this situation would be even harder for her to swallow.
In the hunter world, they badmouth her as washed-up or a greedy spinster behind her back regardless of personality. But now her ambitions for bigger markets and public eyes are blocked.
At least entertainment circles or big YouTube channels won't touch a hag crying Saintess while reeking of femicels.
That alone felt like payback.
The problem was that the arrows of rage flew back at Im Hyeji sooner than expected.
"Oppa..."
"Huh?"
I'd put out Lee Soo-ah's urgent fire, so I figured I could relax until the skill spawned.
But Im Hyeji and Kang Hana showed up at my house and barged into my room.
"What? Why are you here?"
Lee Soo-ah was set for post-birth concert viewing.
Im Hyeji was swamped prepping excitedly for an S-grade dungeon in two days.
Kang Hana, fresh S-grade, was priority-pulled for the same S-grade tour tomorrow, making today my holiday.
Im Hyeji spoke up, voice trembling slightly.
"I got booted. From the S-grade dungeon..."
"Huh?"
I thought I'd misheard.
Booted?
Was I wrong about what "booted" meant?
"Wasn't it a guild raid?"
"Yes..."
"Then why'd they boot you?"
Kang Hana jumped in, exasperated.
"Because of that fat auntie. Guild Master sister told her to sit it out. Probably for Hyeji's sake with all the recent drama."
"Ah."
The story was simple.
Eom Oh-soo suddenly offered to join the S-grade guild raid scheduled in two days. Semi Guild had no reason to refuse.
More healers are always better, especially an SSS-grade one—worth more than a dozen S-grades.
Eom Oh-soo, Korea's top healer, only joins when she feels like it, so you grab her before she changes her mind.
But anyone could see her motives.
"She asked if Hyeji was joining, mocked if Resurrection's cooldown was up and if she could even handle one slot. Brought a film crew too."
"So Guild Master sister said it'd be better if I sat out... I agreed it made sense, but I'm worried it'll be okay."
"Then wouldn't Eom Oh-soo bail too if she knew? Looks like she's just there to film and screw you over."
"Exactly. That's the problem. If I bail for nothing and she skips on the day, it'll be an issue."
"Dungeon clears are safer with her anyway... Feels like I'm hurting the guild."
Objectively, Im Hyeji's S-grade dungeon value is S-grade healer level unless Resurrection is off cooldown.
Even with it up, someone has to die first—safety-wise, Eom Oh-soo is flat-out better.
Hence the dilemma.
For safe guild raid success, she should go even if filmed.
Han Semi was taking the risk for the guild instead of forcing Im Hyeji out protectively.
"Guild Master's a better person than I thought."
From that one contract-signing visit, Han Semi struck me as nice-looking, mid-40s but with 30s-early skin care, big tits—pretty mouthwatering.
Lee Soo-ah was there, so she didn't stand out much.
I checked Im Hyeji's remaining pregnancy time.
"When's departure?"
"Dawn after tomorrow."
"Hmm..."
Quick math: timings lined up roughly.
"Should be fine."
No, actually perfect.
I had to prove it eventually.
Impregnated her burning S-grade mana stones for it.
With 1% luck hitting SSS ability confirmed, now it was about maximum impact reveal.
Eom Oh-soo handing the stage, dragging crowds herself? No reason to say no.
We were pondering how to lure her in for the screw-over setup.
"Call Guild Master and say you're joining. Don't wanna burden her because of me. Will talk it out nicely."
"...Think talking will work?"
"Who talks? Just bullshit to get in. Hyeji, you shine better with actions than words."
"..."
"...Urk."
As I flicked Kang Hana's forehead, Im Hyeji made the call.
With firm resolve in her voice, Han Semi approved.
"Done."
"Okay. Let's prep then."
Sudden curveball, but I burned with motivation, grabbing Im Hyeji's wrist to stand.
Then eyes met Kang Hana's.
In this awkward vibe with Im Hyeji and Kang Hana, I stroked her head.
"Wait. I'll do you tomorrow."
Even in this setup, bringing it up together felt too awkward still.
"W-what do you mean wait? I got urgent stuff, so you two go have fun..."
Kang Hana stuttered, glitching.
Im Hyeji flushed red and hurried after me out the door.
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