The steady beeping of the heart monitor was the only sound filling the room.Lee Jun sat quietly on the chair beside Minho's hospital bed, his gaze drifting to the sterile white ceiling above them. The faint smell of disinfectant hung in the air.
Minho's injuries were mostly bandaged, though his grin remained as wide as ever. His right arm was wrapped in thick gauze, but that didn't seem to bother him at all.
"Hey, Jun," Minho suddenly said, breaking the silence. His voice carried a smug undertone."Guess what? I got a new skill!"
Jun turned his head toward him, raising an eyebrow. "A new skill? From the fight?"
"That's right." Minho puffed out his chest proudly. "With this skill, I might be Class A soon. No, scratch that—maybe I'm already Class A!"He chuckled loudly, clearly enjoying himself, as if the bandages on his body were just decorations.
Jun smirked at his friend's overconfidence but said nothing. Instead, he silently summoned his system screen.
[Status – Kang Minho]Class: Hunter – Rank CNew Skill:Iron Wall (Passive) – Reduces incoming damage by 25% and increases physical resistance.
Jun's lips curled slightly. "Rank C, huh? Still a long way to Class A."
"Hey! Don't ruin the moment," Minho protested, glaring playfully. "Can't you just let me dream for a bit? I almost died out there, you know!"
Jun leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. "And yet, you're still loud enough to disturb the whole ward."
They both laughed, their voices breaking the sterile stillness of the room.
For a moment, the chaos of battles, goblins, and dungeons felt far away. In this hospital room, it was just two old friends—one boasting about his growth, the other quietly satisfied that they had both survived to see another day.