3. The lump in the heart
3. Lump in the heart
“Next order! Rosanne, Bernena! Come out right now!”
Two female students woke up in dismay at the thunderous shouts of the combat instructor. Then, each of them took their main armament and went upstairs to the top of the training ground.
Both had longbows in their hands.
“Now, this time it’s an all-out war between archers! Take a good look at everyone! It’s usually a duel that doesn’t go well, but that’s why you have to know how to prepare for when it happens!”
The instructor crossed his arms and began to comment.
“In this case… “
The warriors who had accumulated all sorts of experiences while rolling in each dimension also listened attentively to what the instructor had to say. Every single word he uttered was plausible. It doesn’t seem like he’s an academy instructor for nothing.
‘Ha.’
Today is the Dalian class day.
It was a class, but in fact, it was a form of having students fight one-on-one duels and giving explanations to the rest of the students.
Since the aspect of the duel was completely different depending on which professions were facing each other, the students attended the class with great interest.
The academy’s medical staff, who are said to even revive the dead, were always on standby, so the instructor even boasted that it was okay to get hurt as long as it wasn’t an instant death.
Thanks to this, an environment has been created in which students can freely pour in their all.
For some, it was an opportunity for great growth.
But I am.
“…..”
My symptoms started coming up a little while ago, so I was restless and only my legs were shaking. To be precise, it was from the moment I stepped into the gymnasium.
‘I’m going to die… ‘
I was in such a sensitive state that I couldn’t even sleep because the memories of the original world had returned. In addition, withdrawal symptoms were added and my body was literally exhausted, but when I came to the training ground where all kinds of weapons collided and made a lot of noise, I refused to stay awake any longer.
I feel like passing out.
Until now, I think I had endured with superhuman patience, but that too was slowly reaching its limits.
I really feel like throwing up.
I suddenly got up and headed outside the gymnasium. It was a hunch that if I had stayed in place for even a second longer, I would have been f*cked in some form.
Even if she vomited on the head of a female student in front of her, she couldn’t do it, and even if she forcibly climbed up to the top of the arena and was eaten by Shimma, she could turn her opponent into a super-corpse.
The best and only option I could have was to run away from the gymnasium. So he ran away
“Oops!”
I headed straight to the bathroom, and after vomiting my stomach a couple of times, I finally got out of the toilet. The world went round and round, and after stumbling several times, I grabbed the sink and barely stood up.
“Huh, huh… “
In the mirror, I was clearly haggard. The dark circles were thick as proof that he had been sleeping, and his temples were sore from the mental stress that had been going on for nearly half a day.
I can’t live a normal life like this. Something needs to be done.
“Medicine, medicine… “
That guy, the one my friend gave me as a tranquilizer, it’s very difficult to carry on with rational thinking now without that drug…
Ah.
A thought that suddenly passed through my mind.
He even taught me how to make my own medicine just in case. At the time, it was an object that was like my lifeline, so I memorized it with the feeling of hitting it into my brain.
But for some reason, the recipe felt vague. Has the reaction beyond the dimension not healed yet? No, I think I will forget everything if I stay still.
I murmured.
“…….No.”
Paper. You will need paper to write down.
This memory must be recorded before it volatilizes.
As soon as I realized this, I ran.
“Wow! What, what?!”
“Sorry, sorry!”
I bumped into someone while rushing out of the bathroom, but I didn’t even think to look back and headed outside the building.
Direction didn’t matter. I ran and ran to a place where I could write and write down anywhere.
“Heo Eok, Heo Eok… “
When I came to my senses, I found myself holding on to the door of the classroom and gasping for breath.
“… Yes, there was a whiteboard here.”
As if possessed, I walked up to the podium and stood in front of the whiteboard. I grabbed the randomly thrown chalk and started to scrawl what was in my memory.
It was an instinctive struggle to live.
Square. Square. Square.
I swung my arms obsessively until the chalk wore, and worn, and worn out. Emotions were not in control, and some chalk was broken in the middle, but it did not stop.
It was close to being unstoppable.
Cut off! Difference! Difference!
I didn’t know what kind of herbs would evaporate from the recipe in the meantime if I stopped even for a second. If I forgot even one of them, I would hate myself and find it hard to bear.
“Heo-eok, heo-eok.”
Beads of sweat drip down my chin. 1 Second feels like 1 minute, no, 1 hour. As time stretched like cheese, it was to the point where I could even see hallucinations that were not hallucinations.
I felt like I was running a race with someone chasing me to erase me from this world. My legs trembled as lava erupted to engulf me on either side of the track, and anxiety increased in intensity.
I can only think of medicine, medicine. The blue solution contained in the long tube flickers in front of my eyes. The hope that if I wrote all this down, I would soon be able to regain peace, whipped the back of my hand.
Tak, Tak, Tak, Tak.
As if banging on a blackboard, the sound gets louder and louder. Hear the sound and don’t know who might come. Still can’t stop.
I didn’t care and wrote down the combination formula.
That was the case.
Percussion! Knock knock…
The chalk fell to the floor, slippery from the sweat of my hands that were already drenched in sweat.
“…..”
I was dazed for a moment and picked it up. Then I looked up again and noticed that someone was looking at me.
“…The professor in charge?”
With her hips draped over her desk at the end of her classroom, she was staring at me incredulously.
Considering that there had never been a single glimpse of people, she saw everything on the spot from the beginning.
Her gaze alternated between the combination formula on the blackboard and me.
“It must be time for everyone to be at the gymnasium, what are you doing here alone?”
“…That’s it.”
Alas.
Belatedly, I remembered that I was in the middle of a lecture in Dalian.
Withdrawal symptoms must have pushed my priorities helplessly. I wasn’t even considering missing class.
I broke out in a cold sweat. It was difficult to control facial expressions, as if the facial muscles were out of order. I thought of various ways to cover it up somehow, but there was no way I could come up with a plausible excuse right away with my already half-panic head.
Seeing me like that, the professor frowned as if he sensed something unpleasant.
“Wait a minute… “
As if he saw something else in me, he suddenly started to come closer with a serious expression.
“Ugh.”
I reflexively bowed my head. But two warm hands grabbed my face and forcibly lifted me up. The professor’s face was right in front of me.
As she looked at me, she let out a quiet voice.
“…No way, Shimma?”
“…..”
I made a non-positive affirmation by averting my gaze. I didn’t mean to show it off like this.
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When I didn’t say anything, she screamed like never before.
“My God, why didn’t you talk until this point?!”
The professor who had never made a loud noise at the students was now angry with me.
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Sui.
This is the name of the professor in charge.
Her Students who met her speak unanimously about her. She says there are good people at the academy.
Normally, he would become quite nice and not show off, but despite this, there was something good about Professor Sui’s behavior.
“Now, drink.”
She handed me a hot cup of tea.
“…Thank you.”
I received it while reclining on the hospital bed.
As I was about to leave, she forced me into her hospital room. Seeing how easy it was to get beds in the hospital, it was clear that Professor Sui had a close relationship with the medical staff at the hospital. She seemed to have a friendly conversation before.
Single.
Somewhere, it feels like my mind and body are at peace.
Especially in this hospital, the noise was strictly controlled, so the images that were close to madness were gradually subdued.
It’s slowly but surely getting better.
As I emptied the tea little by little, I was contemplating my condition, which improved slightly, said Professor Sui, who was watching from the side.
“They say it has a calming effect, that tea. How is it?”
“It seems to be working.”
“It doesn’t taste very good, does it?”
“…Yes.”
When I answered immediately, Sui smiled bitterly. Then she carefully stretched her arm towards me. She had something in her hand.
“This is… “
“I was writing so hard on the blackboard earlier. I’ve been cheating Is it necessary?”
Ah.
I hurriedly took the paper and unfolded it.
Fortunately, all of the recipes I had written were contained within the paper. This gives you a pillar to lean on when things get really tough.
“…Ah.”
As the tension eased, I felt extremely exhausted. If I closed my eyes like this, I was confident that I would sleep through the long day, including the one I had stayed up all night the night before. I heard that a hospital is a place to treat sick people, so I wouldn’t be allowed to do that much.
But the professor in charge didn’t seem to have any intention of putting me to bed right away.
“Kuhm, hmm.”
She seemed to have caught her timing to bring up a serious story. Maybe it’s a story about Simma.
But actually, this kind of talk was one of the sensitive topics among those who use magic. Asking the other person outright how they are suffering is to the point of being called rude no matter what standard you use.
So she was also contemplating how to throw her hwadu while Sui twisted her whole body.
In terms of her caring for her, I opened her mouth first.
“Is it because of Simma?”
“Ah… !”
Sui nodded her head after making a noise that her tooth was missing. Soon she armed herself with seriousness and asked me.
“Let me know. Why did you hear it? It’s only been three days since you came to the middle dimension. What happened in between?”
At that, I smiled faintly. Why was it that only three days had passed since the entrance ceremony?
I think the professor is misunderstanding something. I didn’t come here to be in my heart.
“Memories of the original world came back a bit.”
At least, it’s been well over 5 years since I’ve been thinking about it.