[The department store in the center of Seoul, a mysterious attack, and the heroic cadets who protected the citizens from the attack.]
A venue full of shutter sounds, cheers, and applause.
Three students stand in school uniforms. It was refreshing to see him leaning backwards as if nervously, waiting for the presenter to finish his speech.
After a while, the presenter finished speaking, and the woman who was the chairman of Justitia walked out.
A young woman wearing a wizard hat. A beautiful red-eyed woman smiles and waves to the camera, reading the award.
[To those students who did their best to protect the citizens as hero candidates—]
And I see that screen on my monitor. Lying on a soft bed, arms crossed, eating sweets.
“Isn’t it strange?”
“what.”
“First of all. Who told you not to eat sweets in bed?”
that’s me But then there was nothing I could do. I didn’t like it. Now that I have two beds, I feel more relaxed. The me of the past when I was just like a little boy! Hi! Come on! bed life!
Raphael, who frowned when I didn’t answer, raised a second finger. Lachesis, who was next to me, secretly ate the cookies.
“And why aren’t we there? Surely it wasn’t us who solved the case? We were the ones who captured Benia.”
“Uh-huh. it’s capture protection protect.”
He focused on the TV, ignoring Raphael who mumbled that or that. Isia bows her head as if embarrassed, and Yang Min-ji waves her hand towards the screen.
[Dad!! I’m on TV!!] I say the same thing, but I’m ashamed of myself, not my dad. What a shame for a father.
“But think about it. We were buried underground until Benia took them out, and then suddenly they came out and said, ‘We fought too!! If you say ‘Please list me!!’, isn’t it a bit true?”
Raphael shut his mouth at my words. He pouts his lips and looks at him, probably because his efforts to pull out the magic sword were not rewarded.
I took a deep breath and got up. A man who keeps his promises, a man who does what he does. In short-
“let’s go.”
Without further ado, I called Raphael. Raphael tilted his head, so only Lachesis was on his shoulder and prepared to go out.
“Uh, where are you going?”
“To keep the promise. If you don’t remember, the two of you will come.”
“…?”
Raphael, who had been tilting his head for a while, thought, ‘Ah!! I’m going too!!’ He said the same thing and followed.
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When the weekend ends, the weekday returns. You have to get up early in the morning, attend classes, and attend training.
is this hell? is this real? I went to school with tears in my eyes.
Fortunately, there is one more bed, so you can sleep comfortably. I’m really glad I don’t have back pain.
“When we arrive, we will start with running, then we will do strength training, interpersonal combat training, useless magic training, and even magic training, right? Is this really school? Wouldn’t it be better to just change the name to a training camp?”
[Nyaan~]
“Ha ha ha. What are you whining about when you’re going to get everything anyway? First of all, it’s causal. Who told you to put in so much training?”
Having said that, there is nothing else to say. I pouted my lips and walked silently, but Raphael and Lachesis paid no attention.
a little sad
After walking for such a long time, you can see the building. Something came into my sight. Thanks to the hill road, you can see the body from the head.
A beautiful girl with long black hair and a straight school uniform. He looks down with his arms crossed as if he had been waiting for me to come.
what is this
I rubbed my eyes wondering if I might have seen it wrong and slapped my cheeks thinking it was a dream, but it was reality and I saw it properly.
I looked up at the cheeky maid looking down, caressing her tingling cheeks.
“good morning.”
“no. Such a good morning—”
“good morning.”
“yes. Good morning…”
I was afraid for some reason, so I replied politely. From the side, Raphael looked at me as if ‘why is this human like this?’, but is it instinct? Is it unavoidable?
“Why didn’t you contact me over the weekend? If you listen to Minji Yang, it seems that you were dealing with Drake on the other side of us, but he didn’t even show up for the award.”
what? Are you angry? I was sweating profusely, avoiding my gaze. did you do anything wrong?
Why are you mad? Why should I be afraid of this guy in the first place? I thought the same thing, but when our eyes met, I closed my eyes without realizing it. Instinct is really scary.
“I’m mad—”
“no? Not at all? I can’t contact you because I don’t know your contact information, maybe? Weren’t you worried about doing it? For some reason, I felt like I was intercepting other people’s performance, so I felt uncomfortable with the listing and didn’t do that??”
You are saying it all with your own mouth. I walked slowly and ran into Isia. He tried to pass by, but got caught.
He stretched out his legs and blocked my way.
“So. Let me know.”
“? What?”
When I asked with three question marks above my head, Isia’s face turned red. Again, it seems like a shame to say it.
But what really?
“What! Contact!”
“ah.”
Turns out, I didn’t even have a cell phone. After coming here, I lost my mind, and my 25-year-old concentrated Internet addiction was cured. Isia also told me to come out to the department store on Friday because she didn’t have a cell phone.
I answered with a bright smile.
“No!”
“yes?!”
Isia’s face seemed to be confused. That’s right. Well, in a world more developed than where I was in the 21st century, without a cell phone, it’s like a primitive man. But how do you do something that doesn’t really exist?
“Neither do I!!”
Raphael, who was smiling brightly, threw a straight shot at Isia’s expression as if she had been hit with a jab. As if being KO’d, Ishia staggered backwards, protecting her face with her arms.
‘Gee, really!?’ It’s the same expression, but I didn’t miss the gap.
Before he came to his senses, he sprinted towards the classroom.
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In the afternoon after f*cking training, I’m spread out on my desk, demonstrating my skills of listening with one ear to the teacher’s hard talk in front of me. exactly one.
“Sunghoon. You have to go to class.”
Noisy. what do you know I have a problem that the battle gorilla doesn’t know.
[Like that. It’s a cat’s privilege to be able to sleep at this time.]
that’s envious change with me you take classes here I can’t. have you been training This is training to kill people.
Do you feel that this is too relative deprivation? Who has to study and train all day, the one I tamed is playing on my shoulder?
Is this correct? As I was thinking about this, Shin Ki-ha, who was voicing in front of me, handed out a handout.
As soon as I saw the handouts coming over from the front, I sighed.
That name will be a great club application. Wow. I really enjoy it. In the original world, there was a manga club like this.
I really miss you.
“Sunghoon must have been in a manga club or something.”
well water.
Raphael said with his mouth bulging like a hamster. This guy doesn’t even try to eat secretly even in class.
I’m just plainly stuffing cookies into my mouth. In fact, he probably enjoys living here the most.
On the first day, he looked like he was going to die soon, but now he’s just a cookie-eating machine.
“Excuse me. That’s right, but I’m sorry.”
“You’re right, but why are you rude?”
“You mean in Korea? In fact, there is such a thing as defamation. Sometimes the truth is the cruelest law. know?”
Raphael Heng. He made the same noise and made an annoyed expression, so he raised his hand as he felt the blood vessels on his forehead exposed.
“Someone eats sweets in class.”
“What? Who dares!!”
“to? Sung Hoon? Wait? Wait a moment?!”
‘Wait!! I’ll just eat this and go!!’ I looked at the handout, turning away from Raphael, who was dragged around by Shin Ki-ha.
[Club Club Application]
“Hmm.”
what to do I never really thought about the club. I mean, I never wrote it properly unless it was a daily part, I just made it to solidify the character by showing things like the characters got into this kind of wealth.
So I never thought deeply about it, but should I have to listen to one copy for each person unconditionally?
I thought of some wealth. The only thing that comes to mind right now is Kim Tae-hyun’s Volunteer Department. I don’t want this to die The existence of the country is far from service, but the service department? In addition, I have to keep watching Kim Tae-hyun.
Even if the five intestines are twisted, it cannot be twisted like that.
Is Shia Lee in the Magic Research Department, and Minji Yang in the Cooking Department? Other than that, I know almost everything about the wealth of Joe and the main actors in this class.
The question is where to enter, but I looked around.
Kim Tae-hyun, who sits silently with only what he sees right now, a blonde sitting proudly with his legs crossed, a brunette with a cat eyepatch taking a nap, and silver hair smiling as the center of the students.
A blue-haired person who reads a book regardless of whether the surroundings are noisy or not.
why so many I frowned and looked at the guy I hadn’t seen yet. A woman with long black hair. As I stare, our eyes meet, and I hurriedly hide under the book. why is that
“Uh-huh.”
I am deeply troubled You can make a difference by choosing wealth well, but guys like Lee Si-na and Yang Min-ji are already connected even if they don’t want to get involved, and I want to focus on those who don’t care if they do well—
“Hey…Lee Sung-hoon, don’t leave me alone..”
“Do you usually say that in front of people you won’t let go of?”
I came back and said to the muttering guy. This damn blonde stared at me once and boo! and turned his head.
yes or no
There is only one way when you can’t find an answer even after thinking like this.
“hey.”
“…..what.”
“Let’s go for a club experience.”
You have to experience it with your body.