Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

Kim Shin-rok had revealed his red hair and eyes.
It felt strangely unfamiliar.

It wasn’t because he wasn’t in his usual disguise.
‘He looks completely different from what I remember.’
I had seen Kim Shin-rok in various situations.

When he was dying in the corner of a dark gymnasium, as a teacher in charge of the Jiikhoe, and when I met him as the Ho Clan's expert in torture, and so on.
Even though I had seen many sides of him, the Kim Shin-rok before me now felt unfamiliar.
He was clearly the same person, but looking at him now, I couldn’t remember the previous image.

‘Just by revealing his left eye, he looks so different?’
Kim Shin-rok had always covered his left eye, which resembled the Eye of Ungnyeo, no matter what form he took.
But now, Kim Shin-rok was pushing his hair back, exposing his neat and clear forehead and eyes.

The sense of guilt that had always clung to me when I held onto him, whether he was happy or struggling, seemed to have lightened considerably.
“The descendant of the Ho Clan has grown up. I wish the original tribe had a descendant too.”
“Huh? I heard the descendant of the original tribe grew up a few thousand years ago?”

“Upon closer inspection, he looks fine. I didn’t like that he covered his eyes, but it looks nice now that he’s uncovered it. The red silk robe suits him well, and the ups and downs of his life also match my taste.”
“Ah, the rat is speaking politely again.”
The leaders of the 12 Zodiac Alliance were chatting about Kim Shin-rok’s appearance.

One of the purposes of the Hundred-Day Feast was to show off Kim Shin-rok and how his position within the Ho Clan had changed, but it seemed like he was about to attract the attention of the troublesome Jin Tribe.
The hall was large, and with many guests, Huang Jiho had placed several avatars to stand guard. One of the avatars, wearing a red rope with golden decorations and a hanbok similar to mine, was listening to Seodul’s nonsense and glaring fiercely.
“Let’s avoid saying nonsense to our descendant. Not only me, but Ungnyeo won’t remain silent either.”

“Ah, now we have to deal with Ungnyeo as well as the Ho Clan. How troublesome.”
Seodul’s words made it seem like he found dealing with Ungnyeo more troublesome than dealing with the Ho Clan.
Considering what Ungnyeo did in response to Jeokho’s injury, his perspective was understandable.
Anyway, Kim Shin-rok, who was clearly under Seodul’s watch, looked perfect from head to toe today.

‘The hanbok Kim Shin-rok is wearing today is made of red silk that Ungnyeo personally selected and made.’
Somehow, Kim Shin-rok’s Ineungpa color was almost the same as the red silk, and it suited him very well.
Even though the room temperature was comfortably maintained, I was worried that the red silk hanbok might feel heavy because it was summer.

But my worries were unnecessary.
In the end, fashion is completed by the person who wears it, so the season didn’t matter.
This applied not only to Kim Shin-rok but also to Jeokho and Ungnyeo.

“Not only does Jeokho speak well, but he also dresses well. Since Ungnyeo has returned, he dresses even better.”
“Not bad for a skeleton.”
“I’m not happy to be recognized by a rat.”

Seodul and Heukma seemed to have worsened their relationship after a confrontation in England.
It was unfortunate that the leaders of the alliance were at odds, but today was a feast, so I hoped they would go out and fight discreetly.
Huang Jiho silently observed the two, holding a book and waiting for the right moment to send them off. But the two, with their keen instincts, fell silent.

“Kim Shin-rok, you really resemble your parents! You look like a perfect mix of them!”
“I think so too. I haven’t talked to Ungnyeo yet, but I’d love to talk about the teacher together.”
Listening to Kim Yuri and Ahn Da-in’s conversation, I felt my heart being healed.

Unlike the childish leaders, Kim Shin-rok’s students enjoyed the Hundred-Day Feast like normal.
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Although Kim Shin-rok might have found it a little uncomfortable, the cheers from his students seemed to fit the feast better than the foolish remarks from the Jin Tribe.

Kim Shin-rok, dressed in his red silk hanbok, was warmly welcomed as he moved toward the family seats prepared in the center of the hall.
Jeokho, who ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) usually made a good impression with his attire, had dressed up deliberately, and walking with Ungnyeo, who looked much more beautiful and enchanting than when she smiled alone under the night sky, they were showered with admiration and praise from all sides.
As they walked hand in hand, I noticed Do Won-woo briefly staring at Yoo Sang-hee.

He seemed to compare their affectionate demeanor with his own.
‘Oh, we made eye contact.’
As Kim Shin-rok finished greeting the Dragon Tribe and made eye contact with me, his face flushed even more.

It seemed that because there were many teenagers around me, Kim Shin-rok’s face turned even redder.
Seeing his face, filled with youthful embarrassment, erased the dark impression I once had of him.
Kim Shin-rok and I resembled each other in some ways, but after today, I felt like those similarities would start to fade.

When the three of us sat in the prepared seats around Kim Shin-rok, the sound of a voice echoed through the sound system, free from any tension.
“Everyone, welcome. I’m Yong Je-geon, the MC for Jeho’s Hundred-Day Feast.”
Today, Yong Je-geon was the MC for the Hundred-Day Feast.

It’s common for a friend to host a wedding, but it was the first time I had seen someone host a Hundred-Day Feast for a friend.
Usually, the child celebrating their Hundred-Day Feast doesn’t have any friends yet, or even if they do, they’re usually around the same age, so it made sense in that context.
“I’m not just a simple MC, I’m Jeho’s friend, the star of the event. Jealous?”

Did the MC usually say something like that?
I wondered if they had chosen the wrong person for the job.
But it seemed like there were indeed some who were envious.

Especially the Eungwang High students, who were expressing emotions like discontent, irritation, and jealousy.
As Yong Je-geon continued his chatter, some of the Dragon Tribe members sighed and rubbed their foreheads.
“Yong Je-geon... We’ve advised him several times to be more serious with so many guests here.”

“Still, it seems like Yong Je-geon is managing himself better than expected.”
“I agree with that.”
It seemed like Blue Dragon and Yeom Bang-yeol weren’t expecting Yong Je-geon to conduct the feast seriously.

This might be the best he could do.
At least he didn’t do his usual playful antics in this friend’s Hundred-Day Feast.
It was a relief that he only bragged about being a friend.

If I had to blame someone, it would be the person who put Yong Je-geon in that position.
“I’m not.”
Even though no one asked, the White Tiger answered on its own.

Was it really necessary to make it obvious that it was peeking into my thoughts on such an important day?
“Now that my introduction and the schedule have been explained, I’ll hand it over to Jeho’s parents for their greeting. Jeokho, Ungnyeo, please.”
Yong Je-geon, still grinning, glanced at Kim Shin-rok when the lights weren’t shining on him, but it didn’t seem to have any effect.

Yong Je-geon, who had taken a liking to Kim Shin-rok’s bare face and left eye, seemed pleased no matter what expression he made now.
Jeokho and Ungnyeo naturally held hands and walked up to the stage.
The two of them stopped in front of the microphone stand and briefly exchanged glances.

Squinting as if the light was too bright, they gazed at each other wistfully before gently pointing to the microphone as if offering the chance to speak.
Jeokho and Ungnyeo were holding hands and exchanging looks, but it felt like we were seeing something we shouldn’t.
“Jeokho and Ungnyeo really get along well. Just watching them makes me feel all tingly inside.”

“Oh, Heukho. Close your eyes! There are Seho, Iho, Jeho, and even the benefactors and their schoolmates around, so show some restraint... Ugh!”
“Toyeo, quiet down.”
Unfortunately, Oktoyun’s late arrival caused Oktoryun’s loud voice to echo clearly.

The other Jin Tribe members smiled knowingly, and the quick-witted Eungwang High students pretended to be clueless, laughing, but Kim Shin-rok lowered his eyes, his face red.
As a child, it’s joyful to see your parents getting along well, but showing it in front of others requires quite a bit of courage.
After a long exchange of glances, Ungnyeo took the microphone.

As the mother of the child celebrating the Hundred-Day Feast, Ungnyeo spoke to the guests.
“Welcome to our Jeho’s Hundred-Day Feast. We deeply appreciate everyone who has taken the time to attend and make this event special.”
With Ungnyeo’s heartfelt gratitude spoken in her beautiful voice, the atmosphere, which had almost been ruined by Yong Je-geon’s playful hosting, was quickly calmed down.

Ungnyeo’s short greeting was simple, but you could feel the affection for Kim Shin-rok and the gratitude towards the guests.
Following the parents’ welcome, the moment that Kim Shin-rok’s students had been waiting for, and Kim Shin-rok had been dreading, was approaching.
It was the introduction of the child celebrating their Hundred-Day Feast.

‘Normally, at a Hundred-Day Feast, they introduce when the child was born and show photos and videos of how the child has grown in that time. But Kim Shin-rok hasn’t just lived for a hundred days, so there must be a lot more to show.’
Kim Shin-rok had lived through times when it was impossible to leave records in photos and videos.
Those records were practically non-existent, but the Ho Clan had more than enough money and power, so that wasn’t a problem.

“Now, I’ll introduce today’s star! Since we couldn’t capture much in photos and videos, we recreated it with Ineungpa, and we’ve recorded and edited it, so please take note.”
With Yong Je-geon grinning and giving a brief explanation, the surroundings darkened, and a hologram appeared on the stage.
Kim Shin-rok’s life story was about to unfold.

At Yeom Jun-yeol’s birthday, a video containing his achievements over the past year was shown, but for Kim Shin-rok, there would be thousands of times more content.
Of course, after the editing process full of blood and tears, the video wouldn’t be longer than an hour, but it was obvious that Kim Shin-rok would be exhausted by it.
Yong Je-geon, eager to witness the process up close in real-time, left the MC seat and moved to Kim Shin-rok’s side, watching his face closely.

Soon, the video began.
‘The sound of the full flute is briefly recorded. Heukho must have participated in making the video.’
The video began with a fairytale-like depiction of Kim Shin-rok’s birth.

There were even some deformed tigers happily celebrating.
The Ho Clan, symbolized by the five cardinal colors, stood out.
Though the painful moments were skipped, it was clear that Kim Shin-rok had left Jeokho and Ungnyeo to grow up.

‘So this happened too.’
There was a limit to what could be shown in a one-hour video, so Kim Shin-rok’s teenage years weren’t depicted at length.
However, there was a scene of him fooling around with Yong Je-geon, and even at that level of mischief, Kim Shin-rok’s extraordinariness was clear.

Such mischievousness, which was hard to imagine from his current appearance, surprised the Eungwang High students.
Well, to be friends with a trickster from the playful dragon tribe, he must have been that mischievous.
‘That prank must have caused quite a stir even among the dragons… Was it not exaggerated?’

Contrary to my thoughts, the incredible prank seemed not to be an exaggeration, as Blue Dragon muttered to himself.
“Such nostalgic memories. If Huang Long hadn’t failed to deliver the news on time, the Dragon King would have descended in surprise. But the generous Dragon King didn’t blame Jeho. He just regretted not descending to see Yong Je-geon’s friend’s face.”
As the video ended, Kim Shin-rok was seated but staggering, looking weak.

But the Hundred-Day Feast was far from over.
....... (To be continued)