RJMidnight

Disclaimer: MC is bisexual! Book One Finish! 
Warning: Arc One is terribly written; Arc Two is where the plot gets better. 

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"I'm bored." 

Neban Zaal, an SS-level hunter, was tired of being one. And even though he does not mind working all the time, he did not like fame nor being in the spotlight; plus, he never wanted to be a hunter in the first place. 

He only became a hunter to provide for his son when he unexpectedly became a single father. But, after three years of being a hunter and making more than enough money to provide for his child for a lifetime, he is ready to quit. 

So, he did what he finally wanted to since day one; he disappeared from the life of being a hunter. 

But, he was always the type that had to work, or he would become too bored. He decided to do the next best thing to give him more freedom, but enough to make him feel like he is working: he became a porter. 

Follow Neban in his adventure at keeping his SS-level a secret as he works as a porter while trying to stick to the shadows. 

Remember, secrets always find a way into the light. 

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* Cover art commissioned from ukhyukhy 

The Porter is Secretly an SS-Level Hunter

No one noticed that the weapon in Neban's hand disappeared. Neban did, but he did not question it as he tried to move from the pressure he was under due to Mother.

Siren turned pocket-size, sneakily crawling in Neban's hair as the pressure did not bother them. After being under it for so many years, it did not affect them anymore.

Siren crawled to Neban's hair, wanting to see Mother with their own two eyes. Mother still leaves a lingering fear in them, even if she is the main person they want to kill.

Siren still needed to look upon Mother.

When they were high enough, taking Mother in, Siren saw that she changed her look.

Her hair was blonde while cut to her neck. There was a cloth over her, covering Mother's eyes like she thought that the humans were too below her to look upon them.

Mother painted her lips brown with a hint of red in them. When she walked forward, enjoying the humans on their feet, Mother had on a thin beige dress.