Festival(1)
“Can the cadets afford that?”
I tried to dismiss the cadets’ arguments lightly.
“Keek!! No romance! Bring down that fashion romantic who follows false romance!!”
“You called me Don La until yesterday.”
“You are not Don La if you do not know the romance of the festival!! tell me Zoltun Coole!! Where did you imprison Don La’s soul? Black Soulstone? hey hey!!”
On the surface, obviously, there was a festival period.
But have you ever seen locals go to a military academy festival?
Isn’t there a theory that the 3rd generation fools of Seoul Women’s University are those who have never met with a six-year-old student, one who has never dated one, and one who marries a six-year-old student?
Fallen Hope is the opposite.
Meeting the Fallen Hope cadets is crazy.
Guardian cadets, who usually live under pressure and risk their lives to enter the dungeon, are not a very attractive option.
However, if you become a guardian after a long-term investment, that is, the spouse of a public official, even if your spouse dies, it is not such a bad choice.
Even crazier than that is going to the Guardian Festival.
The festival is obviously prepared for the purpose of untying the cap and playing hard on that day, but there are many rules for maintaining dignity for cadets.
And even if you don’t say anything about the festival that you prepare and play while doing gombangdae ahem, you can see how much fun it contains.
My intention was to skip the incredibly boring festivals and train as usual, as it would not be fun for those who were preparing or forcibly brought in.
However, in that situation, it was Namgung-yeon who was rather upset.
“You always do what you want! This dictator!”
“what. I thought you would love to train, of course.”
She brought the angry Class C cadets in front of me and shouted.
“Sometimes I want to play too!”
“You can go to the villa and play.”
“I mean, I want to try something more commonplace than that. I get tired of going to the villa and playing with my friends or having a pool party too often.”
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Jeongsu heard the story and began to cry.“Inhuman monopoly!! Stolen poverty!! If even the poverty is taken away by the chaebol, what identity do I have left? father!! If you see me, tell me the answer!!”
“Only unrestrained madness and irresponsible indulgence remain. More than. The ideal has a myriad of downsides than you might think.”
“Keek!!! Do not weaponize the truth! The press, I can only see the press in front of me!!”
Namgoong-yeon laughed softly and ignored their conversation.
“okay. I do some serving, and I do performances. It will be a good experience. I’m sick of being treated like a rich lady even when an article that I meet as a woman from the Namgung family is. I think this is a good opportunity to appeal to the public with my commoner image. It’s time for me to put on a show like that, just like my grandfather sometimes corrects and rides a wheelchair.”
Yoon Yi-gon had a somewhat undesirable expression on his face.
“Let’s not do it.”
“There is only the deputy chief. Do you think Yoon Saengdo wants the team members to focus on training as cadets?”
Yoon Yi-gon gave a really good answer with a firm expression.
“no. However, the festival inevitably comes with alcohol and entertainment. In the process, the number of virgins decreases significantly. According to today’s one-horn daily newspaper published by Unicorns, the frequency of virgins losing their virginity is increasing due to local and university festivals. We must not increase such magic.”
Kana looked at Yoon Yi-gon with disgust.
“It’s a really kimoy ability.”
Even if it made a sound, he came forward and started talking.
“Hobini. It’s nice to work, but I haven’t experienced the festivities yet. Romania is a tough place to live. Festivities are luxury. You can’t be luxurious when it’s hard to eat and live. So, I want to enjoy the festival even in Korea. Hobini. together. I want to make a sound festival.”
What is luxurious? Do you mean luxury?
Are you saying it’s extravagant?
It seems that she is a little pitiful.
I hope that there will be a situation where she can play for a day or so, who is being raised as the future of the country without ever having a festival.
“Should I?”
A steady voice erupted from the mouths of many of the team members.
“lets do it!”
Public opinion can’t be suppressed like this.
I’ll try my best to make the most fun festival in the world.
Shall we start with a budget?
*
“festival? Can you afford to do such a thing in this situation? Although it is nominally a festival period… So what are you going to do?”
“We are going to have a daily tavern.”
“You mean to go home without making any money and go through a lot of hardship? Ugh. If you’re like me, you’d rather train.”
“You lack romance.”
She clicked her tongue.
“When you are young, you buy hardships, but don’t suffer in strange places and just train.”
“The instructor shouldn’t say such hopeless words. For the team members who have worked hard so far, I think it would be good if you could give a little support to increase morale.”
Instructor Keira looked at me again with a tired face.
“Can’t you make me a little more comfortable for just one day? half eldest. You see me like an ATM.”
“Isn’t that what you should get? Think about the morale of the cadets. And when you press the ATM, money comes out, but the instructor doesn’t come out at all. I don’t know which button to press to get the money.”
Annoyingly, she pulled a decent level of credit from her personal account.
“ruler. just hit it with this you’re pretty annoying It’s less troublesome than uploading paperwork.”
“Instructor, you seem to have made a lot of money since you bet last time.”
She continued, touching the new coffee machine she bought.
“Only those who can throw large sums of money in a very difficult situation can get it. Should it be the price of courage? Spend the money you lack on your own. Did you cover the lack of money with your dinner expenses?”
“Let’s try calling hard.”
I summoned the class members.
“The instructor gave me 500,000 private credits and a credit card.”
As the class president, when he takes out the money, the vice president opens the wallet as well.
“My grandfather also liked the youngest granddaughter and gave him 5 million credits.”
“Too many? How big are you going to scale it?”
Namgoongyeon spoke calmly.
“In a business, the more capital, the better. Even if it’s just for one night’s play, I’ve never seen a business lose money.”
As if unable to lose, Jeongsu also took out something.
“Keek! Everyone in the class won 100,000 credits each! Is this enough?”
100,000 credits for 19 people each. And 5.5 million credits.
This should be enough for a day of play.
“From now on, the daily tavern operation begins. Nam Goong-yeon is the leader and general manager of this operation, and now move according to her instructions. More than.”
It was my intention to hand over everything to Namgoong-yeon and start exercising.
“Hmmm. This class leader will recognize my abilities and give me such a daunting task.”
Even if she couldn’t see her, she was sure to shake her shoulders.
It was already hanging over the ears.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been recognized.
“From now on, I am directing as the general leader. I want each of you to move according to a set part. Hyunseo and Yeji, Miller and Lee Gon are kitchen assistants. and···”
She looked at me with a greedy face.
“Rahobin. You go out and ask for customers.”
damn it Namgoongyeon doesn’t seem to want to let me run away.
*
Others seemed to be slowly preparing for the festival.
For the many cadets who were going crazy due to college sexual stress, the festival felt like a distant star.
It’s like that kind of utopia where you can be happy just by being, even if it doesn’t have any meaning.
“What are you preparing for Class B?”
I handed out coupons to Ye-yoon and asked.
“We are preparing the House of Horrors. If we focus on Denzo and Moonbin, maybe people can feel quite a bit of fear inside.”
“I don’t think I would want to go into a house of horror with shadows and bugs.”
“But once they come in, they will definitely come out as one body, so it will be romantic.”
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Jin Tae-yeon, who was drawing a ghost nearby, approaches and pushes Ye-yoon on the back and says:“hey. Rahobin. Come and experience the House of Terror with Lim Ye-yoon…”
It is also Choi Moonbin who covers her mouth and takes her away.
“Don’t worry about Taeyeon, let’s talk together!”
“hey! Mr. Park. Aren’t you going to let this go?”
Ye-yoon smiled as if in embarrassment.
“We’ll go there when we’re done. You must use the coupon.”
“uh. Come and sell me a lot.”
After promoting here and there, we rented a bar near the academy for a day.
It was a place I usually went to occasionally, and the owner didn’t really object to it, as I rented it for a day and gave it enough to exceed my net profit for a day.
Maybe I wanted to oppose it, but seeing Namgung-yeon making plans to put things here and there, I might not have been able to.
“Let’s install this here. It won’t leave marks on the floor.”
“What is that?”
On either side of the rod that Namgoong-yeon was carrying, there was something to absorb.
“I got it from the support department. Now, put it here and press the button to absorb it with magical power. It can hold up to 300 kg.”
👌👌👌
With a light sound, the rods just adhered to the floor and ceiling by adjusting the distance.
“And then like this!”
So Namgoongyeon was hanging from a rod with only her legs and spinning two or three times in the air with her head facing the floor.
“It creates a space for pole dancing.”
Seeing this, Jung-soo screamed with her mouth wide open.
“Keek!! Inhumane dance moves!!”
“Where did you learn that? Are you curious?”
Sona came and shouted and asked a question, and Namgoong-yeon answered while sitting on the pole with the strength between her legs.
“I will call it my own hobby. It’s also good for body building. It will definitely be good for attracting people.”
“If Grandpa sees it, will he be furious?”
When I ask her, as if not to worry, she lowers her upper body off the pole and swishes my hat off.
“don’t worry. cowboy. Grandpa will say it’s cute. Dad will be a little angry, but that’s okay. Who will stop me?”
I remember hearing it one day.
In order to handle all nine swords, Serena Namgoong had to acquire the ability to control the whole body, and in the process, she chose pole dancing as her training tool.
The process of overcoming gravity and one’s own body on a stick is similar to sword training or something.
Perhaps there is nothing better than that for Namgoong-yeon, who is trying to improve little by little by following her mother’s training methods.
“And put up a signboard outside. ‘Bongsho of the Namgung family. I’ll show you something.’ while doing.”
She jumped down and screamed out loud.
“Now is the time to get ready! Now go out.”
She quickly kicked the original bar owner out.
And he took the lead and made some renovations to the bar.
uhm. Something… something is happening.
The poor class members eagerly began preparing food and interiors in her whip.
I didn’t really want to go deeply into it.
Even now, there were many problems to be solved, and there was no time to be immersed in them.
But there was no way out because the team members were determined and pulled my arm.
I headed to the mart with my arms crossed like a criminal being arrested.
“Hobini. We are a team. The team is hermaphrodite. We move together.”
“It will be one heart.”
“Lasang. Let’s go and buy some food together!”
groan I had a lot to do.
But it wouldn’t be a bad idea to forget everything and enjoy it for a day or so.
I never went to MT with my teammates.
Even when I was in the military, it was worth having a team dinner for at least a day.
After the midterm exams, and going through training and dungeons, you must have accumulated quite a lot of stress.
It must be the class’s job to release it.
Shall we play together at our pace for a day or so?
Kana meticulously inspected the ingredients and worked hard to assist her next to the sound.
“I think four boxes of alcohol should be enough, and if it’s not enough later, I’ll clean it up and bring it back.”
“Can you take all of this?”
I soon realized I was asking a stupid question.
If you use a little mana that makes noise, you can carry more than ten boxes of soju if you have the means to bend and lift it.
I asked the human Geojunggi about something.
“I told you that the unicorn will come with a car later. Just put it there and move it.”
It contains more ingredients that make sounds.
“Are you going to make more sounds?”
“We make Romanian food! As Hobini eats well, people will eat well too!”
It was a pretty excited face.
It seems like it’s fun to do something with classmates.
“Hobini. When this work is over, are you going to drink the rest again?”
“yes. After work is done, we should eat and play.”
“It’s already fun!!”
The sound of running and jumping looks already exciting.
But once you realize the hardships of the restaurant industry, I won’t tell you to do something like this again.
By now, the kitchen assistant must be working hard with the ingredients that were airlifted in advance.
I wanted to see the face of Jung-soo, who was already holding the wok for death.
Yoon Yi-gon was riding a white SUV outside the mart.
If it had been national, it would have looked like the first car.
Like the symbol of a non-commissioned officer, colorful sunglasses, an SUV, and just shaved hair.
Anyone who sees it looks like a non-commissioned officer.
A baby seat behind that seat would be perfect, but he was born with an odd fate to have a lover or wife.
Perhaps he will remain sympathetic for the rest of his life.
He is a product of love, but at the same time a product of a curse, and a contradictory being who cannot love.
“Ride quickly. all the kids are waiting I’m already cringing at the lack of ingredients. They just buy it and sell it, or they say they make it themselves.”
“Yoonsaengdo. Isn’t it romantic in its own way to cook and eat like this on our own?”
He put his arm out the window and answered cynically.
“It was a bit cold yesterday, but it seems that all the romance has froze at night. Isn’t everything we make and eat in the snowy mountains?”
“If it overlaps with selling alcohol, it’s different.”
“No matter how much you call your acquaintances, you will end up in a loss. Even if they sell one day, the festival itself is not fun, so people don’t come.”
Today, I want to flatten Yoon Yi-gon’s nose, or that high horn.
“Let’s see. Yoon Saengdo.”
I contacted Shin Yoo-jung.
If she and Mun-Jung Jang have reconciled well, I might be able to use it here.