The Divorced Man Has Returned chapter 6

The Divorced Man Has Returned 6

#6. I don’t believe that.

She and I are quite far apart, so I may have heard it wrong.

But from what I hear…

[If it’s not Inwook.]

There was no reason for Harin to say this at this point.

She and I are classmates who only know each other’s names.

Because it was just that distance.

“Oh Tae-soo. Kim Min-young. You are the last.”

After a while, the homeroom teacher informed us of the next schedule.

“Okay. Today, I’m going to measure magic with my pair. Everyone gathers at Training Ground 5 after lunch break!”

“Yeah!”

Everyone started moving to the restaurant.

I did not understand Harin’s sudden action, so I sat quietly in her chair and tried to infer the reason.

Have I done anything different in my past life and this life?

Did that become a variable and cause Harin’s attitude change?

But no matter how much I think about it… It doesn’t seem like anything has changed…

Ah.

One scene came to mind.

Actually, I can say that this is a change in my behavior. First day of admission.

My homeroom teacher published my infertility test results in front of everyone in the class.

If I had to look for it, it was the only variable I created.

But I don’t know if that was really enough to invite Harin to call me and make a pair with her.

And to be honest, the test results were extremely common for a young man.

How many men worry about whether or not they will be able to have children at the age of 20?

All of a sudden, everyone but me went to lunch, so it seemed that no one was left in the classroom.

I got up, put the chair in, and turned towards the back door.

And there Harin was waiting for me without saying anything.

“…Inwook-ah.”

Only the two of us remained in the empty classroom.

“Uh… yes.”

One step. Two steps.

She came towards me.

Why?

I thought I wanted to take a step back.

“…Would you like to go eat together?”

“…With me?”

Harin nodded her head.

“We… are we a pair?”

I did.

Of course, it wasn’t something someone decided. Harin is what you called, but she’s not right.

“Ugh. That’s right. Let’s eat together. Rice.”

Harin finally smiles.

“Let’s go.”

She turned around and started to walk in front of me.

I followed her slowly as if possessed by her.

We didn’t walk side by side.

Harin is ahead. I’m chasing after him

This was our street today.

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No. It was a reasonable distance for us, I think.

As she kept her stride and went down her stairs through her hallway, Harin stopped for a moment.

“Inwook-ah.”

“Yes.”

She leaned against her railing in her hallway and spoke to me.

“Are you going to keep following me like that?”

It was the way she spoke, as if she had asked her not to do that.

“Ah… was it uncomfortable?”

She shook her head.

“It’s not like that…”

She hesitates for a moment.

“Would you like to walk together?”

I nodded at the voice too faint to refuse.

“Thank you.”

I wondered if I should even say thank you when pair wanted to walk together.

So we went down the stairs in step.

Just like when Harin and her romance were in full swing.

We sat down at the restaurant and ate without saying a word.

She picks up her side dishes while licking her little mouth.

I kept seeing her clumsy chopsticks.

[Harina. How old are you, can’t you use chopsticks yet?]

[Chi. Do I have to point out that when I eat?]

[See I’ll fix it.]

[No, I just want to live like this!]

[Then who will teach my child! If mom doesn’t do it right!]

Bessishi Harin with a smile told me.

[Dad. You can let me know Inwook-ah.]

We then became strangers and met again.

I am the only one holding these memories.

I opened my mouth, thinking that being alone all the time was a nuisance to Harin.

“I… Harin-ah.”

As she was drinking her water, she put down her cup and looked at me.

“Yes.”

“But… why did you choose me as a pair?”

“The only person I know is you.”

You mean you know me? Is that?

“Do you know me…?”

“…Ah! Not like that You were the only one left who knew your name…”

That’s it.

Even though I thought it could be, I couldn’t understand why she refused the offer of her male student who was next to her.

“Inwook-ah.”

Harin broke the silence that followed the question a while ago.

“Have you ever… Ever been in a relationship?”

I was a little perplexed by the unexpected question.

Is this the topic given by Harin, who couldn’t stand her awkwardness because I didn’t talk too much? This.

“I’ve never done it before.”

“That’s right…”

As if lost in thought for a moment, she continued with one more question.

“First love never comes true. What do you think about it?”

What am I supposed to answer?

I’m married to you, so is it okay to say that it has been accomplished?

However, since I broke up with you, should I say that it was an unfulfilled love?

I couldn’t control my expression for a while, and I answered with a slightly distressed voice.

“I haven’t tried it… I don’t know…”

It was the best answer I could come up with.

“…I.”

It was her voice that seemed to be filled with determination.

“I don’t believe that.”

What is it? In this life of her, maybe she has a man she has in mind otherwise.

I don’t think I’m talking specifically about me.

“First love could be a happy ending…”

“It is not.”

I don’t know what he was thinking when he said that to me.

Even if the mate in this life is someone other than me.

I will support your first love.

The day I broke up with her. Meeting a good man was not just a story.

My sincerity is transparent. It was my wish for her to be happy.

* *

After eating, we moved to training ground 5.

A lot of the students had already finished eating before us and gathered around.

The homeroom teacher, who arrived late, put us in two rows of pairs, probably because time was running out.

“Come on. We’re running out of time, so we’ll move on quickly.”

The homeroom teacher brought a cart full of magic power meters from the other side.

Horsepower meter.

It is a tool for measuring horsepower and looks similar to a mercury thermometer.

How far the spirit’s power can be borrowed is called magic.

The amount of magical power was also the most core competency of the hunter.

There were many ways to implement horsepower, but first of all, it was because the amount of horsepower had to be secured so that a strong output could be drawn out.

I had no choice but to ponder for a moment.

If I throw out too much of an overwhelming figure here. Exposed to excessive attention.

It was a specification from my side.

I thought about which level was the most appropriate, and in the end I decided to go to a level similar to the one I had in my previous life.

The homeroom teacher started handing out measuring instruments from the front.

“Because it is expensive. Please use it carefully, everyone.”

After the distribution, he began to explain how to measure.

How to use was simple.

Holding the red tip of the rod-shaped measuring instrument in his hand, all he had to do was to let out as much magical power as he could.

According to the amount of magical power that is flowed out, the red liquid injected into the rod is supposed to go up the tube, but when it stops, you can think of the number recorded as your amount of magic.

Of course, I had no intention of sending magic power out of my head.

With the signal from the homeroom teacher to start, shouts of joy and sorrow started pouring out here and there.

[Ah! Before entering the school, I was definitely in my 40s. Why 38 this.]

[Ouch! Hey, what are you, 53? Tired!]

[Ah… I’m tired. 21… Is it true…]

[Pop. 21 You just go out~]

The meter was in my hand.

“Do you want to do it first?”

I held out her meter to her.

“I will.”

Harin, who took the meter, began to pour out her magical power.

Harin is a hunter who will graduate with an S-class.

If it was a talent for magic, he would never be inferior to anyone in this class.

I could see pure magical energy concentrated on the tip of the rod.

Red liquid oscillated and climbed up the tube.

The liquid rising at a high speed showed no sign of stopping.

Whew…

When she finished her measurements, she took a deep breath.

The number recorded on the bar was a whopping 78. For those who had not yet received full-scale hunter training, it was an unbelievable number.

“Wow! Awesome! Harina!”

I congratulated her on her record.

“No. What do you have with this?”

It was Harin who was shy.

“Come on.”

She handed me the meter.

Slowly started injecting her magic power ..

But there was one thing I had forgotten.

My body now. It was different from his previous body.

Ie. It was that my body had not yet reached the stage of delicate magic operation.

Oops. Uncontrollable magical power began to flow into the meter.

Stop. I mean stop.

But I couldn’t get the magic that had already flowed back into me.

The red liquid didn’t show any signs of stopping any more than before, like a truck that had let go of her steering wheel.

I looked at the meter, which eventually reached the number 100, with anxious eyes.

Changing.

The rod, which had been trembling, could not withstand my magic and eventually shattered and shattered.

Ah… It’s not like this…

Red liquid splashed all over the place.

“What! What’s up!”

The homeroom teacher, who was far away, rushed towards me.

And Harin looking at me with unbelievable eyes.

“Inwook-ah. You…!”

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Comment

  1. Abe Shin Abe Shin says:

    My man is a S-rank hunter who have been through 3 divorce and yet he can’t even think about those heroines weird behavior around him

  2. Yeah smh, it doesn’t even crossed his mind. I hope he would realize this sooner because this is painful to read more than this being an mtl.

  3. Imaxzino says:

    Is he stupid? I’m genuinely asking, because his string of logic is that of a donkey. Even a kid would realise that his exes were same as him (regressed).

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