196 – The Great War of King Jeongjo (Complete)☆
I took care of all the tasks at hand, but I couldn’t face Kite right away. This was because the interview with Madame Pompadou had exhausted her mental energy and she fell into a deep sleep, and she did not want to talk about it with me.
“Think about it.”
Ain poked my head.
“What will happen if I stick around with you when the scandal hasn’t even subsided?”
I followed her instructions because they were the right things to say. Afterwards, Ain wrote a poster based on Pompadou’s letter of guarantee, and I had to take it to the dean and ask the academic unit to put the rumors to rest.
“Take the lead.”
As soon as the article was completed, Ain made a fuss about posting it immediately. The reason was that it only ends when the environment is noisy, but I suddenly wondered if Madame Pompadou was a woman with that much authority, so I asked her.
“Baby, you can’t call her anything other than royalty.”
She may not know Pompadou, but she says she should know that she is royalty. She is wearing a dress and she is kicking out. Afraid that her clothes would tear, she held them up with her forearms to keep them from going any further. After she put up the poster, she headed straight to the dean’s office. However, I was not able to see the dean, and only the head of our support department was able to interview.
“If it’s Madame Pompadou’s guarantee, it’s trustworthy.”
Since she offers to help without katabuta, she must be a celebrity. As she left the dean’s office, Ain, who was waiting in the hallway, held out her palm. I wonder if she means to stand up, so when she catches him, she stands up.
“This bastard is grabbing me without permission!”
“Didn’t you mean to ask for it to be pulled?”
“Give me the money, you think Pompadou came on some kind of cloud.”
She asked how much it was because of course she would have to pay.
“200 Ruzen, you two can pay half and half.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
“I cut 300 Luzen, so don’t be a b*tch and spit it all out.”
Her eyes darkened as she thought it was a burden of 100 Luzen just for that. First of all, I will return the 100 Rugen prize money from the competition, and I will detail my total debt, including Rosa and Rita’s share.
“If you leave it to the midwife, it doesn’t even cost 5 luzen, so why is it so expensive?”
I felt unfair and questioned.
“Do you think Madame Pompadou is a dick even after seeing me bowing down?”
I was going to joke about how I can see a dick when I don’t have a dick, but I just shut up.
“I’m also managing Kite’s money.”
“Then, the debt is neatly settled with 350 Luzen. “Because I hate dirty seats in the back.”
─No, it is rounded out!
Before such miraculous logic was triggered, I accepted the repayment full of goodwill. With this, the debt I have to repay the princess is 350 Luzen. This includes me, Kite, Rosa, and Rita. The princess has an angry personality, but she is honest, so she won’t just indemnify you.
“Feeding cats and raccoons, that’s it.”
I tried to pretend to be servile by holding out both hands in front of me like a wild animal.
“How much do you pay each time you do it?”
“500 Essil.”
This means that you will only be able to repay it in 700 days. I will take turns with Kite, but I will continue to think of other ways to make money. Rosa is unreliable and Rita is a beggar, so the only one she can trust is me.
The day may come when I seriously open my hand to Tyria. I’m the only one who knows that you’re a woman, so if you don’t let it go…… Seeing you thinking like this, it seems like you’re a little distracted.
“What, why did you bring something like that!”
─It was crazy as soon as I arrived.
Tyria, who had started her period, was sharp. She’s upset that he brought an odd-looking trophy to the dormitory. When she was swung at for fun, she screamed and ran away, her skirts fluttering.
“Are you crazy?”
“No.”
“Put it away now!”
“I’ll put it next to your bedside table.”
“I don’t like it. “You can’t leave me alone with something like that.”
“Then, should I put it inside?”
She already has no use for things, but when you put them all together, she gets angry, throwing out all the irritation she can. She tries to take it from me, but then frowns and cups her hand as if she doesn’t want to touch it.
“I’ll put it in a bag, so don’t touch it and leave it alone.”
“Who said they would touch something like that!”
“I’m not deaf, so stop yelling.”
It was a tiring few days and a tiring day. Now that everyone is taking a break to prepare for the joint evaluation, I am the only one who started the competition and participated in it, and today I even delivered Madame Pompadou’s letter of endorsement.
She spent the soles of her feet as if they were on fire, not the Dongbun-seoju, so she felt like she was going to die from exhaustion. She closed her eyes and told me not to wake her unless she needed to go to the bathroom. She washed up and got her kicks, so I put her trophy on her tummy and fell asleep.
“Hey.”
I could tell it was night even without opening my eyes.
“Hey.”
“It will happen.”
After opening her eyes and adjusting her bedding, Tyria went out first. She walked down the path she always walked and arrived in front of an abandoned building. She must have held back a little too long. The sound of rushing water made her push her body away from the wall and stand and wait.
“Trophy.”
On her way back, she said that Tyria would talk to her first so she would keep it somewhere where you can’t see it.
“If you received that.”
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I can’t speak anymore. When she came up the stairs, she was out of breath and didn’t ask any questions. When she crossed the living room and into the bedroom, I remembered her saying that she had fallen asleep without washing up. She sarcastically asks, saying that she would go to the bathhouse and come back even now, but why would she have opened the door in the early morning?
“I’ll be back as soon as I open my eyes.”
He said he was sorry. Let’s make the excuse that we were really, really tired and couldn’t help it.
“So…… Trophy.”
“It’s a bad idea to throw it away. “Anyway, it’s a souvenir.”
She turns around and says she doesn’t know that Ain made it. I couldn’t figure out what he wanted to say, so I lay down too. Since he kept tossing and turning, I quietly whispered to him not to be surprised tomorrow.
“Tyria, there are going to be some strange rumors going around in the future.”
“I’m not interested.”
“Well, I’m glad it ended officially without a winner?”
“Even if you don’t want to listen, you keep talking.”
“I was a bit inconsiderate. Okay, I won’t say more, so sleep.”
“Why don’t you do this?”
He said it was even more annoying and told me to just say it to the end.
“It ended well, implicitly with Dick becoming the winner.”
Because I competed with the gallery family until the very end, there will be various nonsense in the future, but I asked you to know that what I just said is the truth. Anyway, since he is my roommate, I thought I should tell him clearly.
“Implicitly?”
“Yes.”
“Then…” … “Is it actually different?”
“It’s different.”
My breathing became faster than before. Tyria rustled her blanket in silence, indicating that she was not asleep.
“I think I could have won.”
It’s not an important issue, but I wanted to tell you, who lives with me, so I’m quiet. I didn’t say anything and was about to fall asleep when Tyria called me. When I answered in a half-asleep state, she smiled and said.
“You should never get married.”
“Why?”
“I pity the woman who will be your wife.”
─Who is going to do it?
They make abusive remarks, telling people not to even dream of marriage, saying how difficult and burdensome it will be. I didn’t want to argue, so I stayed silent and fell asleep again. A sound that could be either coughing or laughter sounded like a lullaby.
「Manners make a man.」
The next day, Sunday morning, the inside of the academy was in shambles. No matter who had been distributing leaflets all night, there were pieces of paper with that written message scattered all over the floor. I don’t know which guys did this, but I can guess. However, the problem is that this public opinion war is not only waged by men.
“Breasts are a symbol of motherhood, not an object of s*xual desire!”
At first glance, it was an argument that women would make. Heoden was divided by the [Proof of Existence] Competition. Regardless of gender, the losers were actively engaging in public opinion warfare and propaganda activities to defend themselves.
“Fools.”
The result came out anyway, so what kind of nonsense is this? I completely ignored it and went to read the poster with the results of yesterday’s competition, and it was quite a sight. There are really unexpected graffiti written in a mess.
「Dick Gallery = Honorable Recommendation.」
「Deman Pon Pong = Real Geocheo.」
「Jean & Pan Gallery = Confirmed summary.」
There were all kinds of replies below. For the most part, it was an admiration similar to that of Heoden, King of Heoden, to Senior Dick, and to Brother Zhang Fan, it was a mocking sarcasm. Among them, this was the most painful and most cited piece.
「Jianpan is a piece of sh*t!」
It was a sight where the language of glory had lost its luster and had become a language of shame. Everyone seemed to be interested in this competition, whether they participated or not. Before we knew it, we had acquired nicknames such as ‘Dick Seven’, ‘Deman Six’, ‘Jean Five’, and ‘Pan Jum-O’. In any case, they ranked me higher than Brother Jang Pan, so it is my victory, albeit a slight one.
“What happened to our poster?”
I was wondering what the public opinion was about Kite, and there were several replies, but they were full of absurd stories. It was all about [Proof of existence], And the public was indifferent not only to my childhood friend’s virginity verification, but also to Madame Pompadou’s assurance. However, they only wrote sharp criticism towards those who did not participate in the competition.
「You bastards who can’t even do Bochu and Sochu, just shut up, right?」
I kept reading it because I wanted to find something to reflect on, but it was ridiculed that it was so small that I couldn’t even enter the competition. In other words, the word ‘bichu (秘椎)’ means a pepper that is small enough to be hidden. Judging by the fact that everyone has written down their non-attendance, public opinion is very negative towards Anonymous.
“As expected, Heoden.”
Everyone is very interested in talking about other people.
─Has the kite problem been resolved with this?
They covered up the s*x scandal with commercialization of s*x, so it was a success. If you raise an objection later, you can use Madame Pompadou’s guarantee. It appears that the kite problem has been somewhat resolved, with only the cost of 200 Luzen remaining as a scar. After a morning run and bath, I returned to the dormitory at a somewhat light pace.
“Hey, this.”
Tyria just woke up and an item came to me. She handed it to me, saying she didn’t even open it. Since the package came anonymously, she sat alone in the living room and opened it. As soon as she opened the box, brilliant light poured out and she frowned slightly. Enclosed in the wooden box were artifacts and letters that I should have received.
『To you who has a humble heart but an arrogant penis.』
“Phenix?”
I read the text while feeling the pressure of Noong’s pen.
「I made a gold-plated No. 6 For the student council president and a silver-plated Janpan edition (No. 5.5) For the twins. This No. 7 Was just a visit to its owner and not a gift from me.」
“Old man…… !”
With trembling hands, I tried on the rose gold colored chastity belt. It fit like it was made just for me.
“This is true.”
I smiled involuntarily and spoke to myself as if whispering a secret.
“Will it become a habit?”