I Became a Disaster-Class Sorcery Genius

Why Are You Coming Out From There? (2)

Ju Yu-dam was arrogant.

It was partly because she was the eldest daughter of the Yugeon Clan, one of the top ten clans in Korea.

But what truly allowed her to be arrogant was that she had a certain talent for sorcery.

In fact, she was good enough to have entered the Sorcery Institute with a fairly high rank.

So then, why had someone like Ju Yu-dam bullied Han Soyeon for years, ever since middle school?

Was it because her first meeting with Han Soyeon hadn't gone well?

Or perhaps, had something bad happened while spending time with Han Soyeon?

Or was there something related to Han Soyeon that displeased her?

No.

It was none of those things.

The one and only reason Ju Yu-dam had bullied Han Soyeon since middle school until now—

No, perhaps it could be said there wasn't even a reason.

It was simply because she found it fun.

Yes,

It was fun.

Of course, if one insisted on naming an additional reason for why she singled out Han Soyeon—

'Because Han Soyeon is an orphan.'

Even if she went a bit too far while bullying, she figured she could get away with it.

Ju Yu-dam found real enjoyment in tormenting powerless weaklings who couldn't fight back.

That was why Ju Yu-dam bullied Han Soyeon.

Purely for fun.

To satisfy her own base desires.

She bullied her for no justifiable reason.

After all, she was certain that Han Soyeon would never rebel against her.

Yes, she had been so sure.

"Kkyaaah!"

Ju Yu-dam screamed from the terrible pain in her arm—

Tsk.

"Shh."

"Heeek...!"

—and then, feeling the cold muzzle of a handgun press against one side of her head, she let out a small, fearful whimper without even realizing it.

Drip—

At the same time, a drop of blood fell onto her head.

With trembling eyes, Ju Yu-dam looked around her.

What she saw was a blood-soaked path.

Several students seemed to have been shot in the arms or legs and were crawling on the ground, groaning and bleeding.

"-"

Ju Yu-dam sensed something was off.

And the reason was—

'I... can't hear anything?'

Her friends, shot by the gun just in front of her eyes, were screaming like mad.

Some were shouting something through tears.

Some looked like they were yelling with their mouths wide open.

However—

"-"

Despite all this, no sound reached Ju Yu-dam's ears.

All she could feel was the coldness of the gun barrel and the lukewarm sensation of blood droplets falling from Han Soyeon's hair onto her.

"Isn't this fascinating?"

In this bizarre situation, Han Soyeon spoke with a smile.

Ju Yu-dam continued to look at her with trembling, fearful eyes.

Han Soyeon, still calm, said,

"The truth is, even if you scream, no one will hear you. Right now, the one who has descended into my body through divine descent is blocking all the sounds for me. Look, watch."

She aimed the handgun at Ju Yu-dam's leg and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"KkuaaAAAHHH!!!"

Ju Yu-dam screamed at the searing pain in her leg.

It was horrifying.

But Han Soyeon spoke with a smiling face as before.

"See? Isn't it amazing? I just fired a gun, but you can't even hear that massive sound, right?"

She playfully waggled the gun.

"Save me!!! Is anyone there!? Please, save me!!"

Despite the excruciating pain in her arm and leg, Ju Yu-dam instinctively screamed for help.

But Han Soyeon crouched in front of her with a relaxed expression and said,

"Screaming like that won't bring anyone. Don't you think someone would've come running the very first time I fired if they were going to?"

"U...uu..."

"And, it seems like you keep forgetting my warning; if you keep trying to call for outside help like that..."

"Kk—!"

She grabbed Ju Yu-dam by the hair.

"I really could kill you, you know? I already showed you, didn't I? None of you can escape from me."

Then she whispered into Ju Yu-dam's ear.

"If your family or whoever secretly tries to report this and an instructor catches on, then all of you will die at my hands."

"S-save me..."

That pitiful plea slipped from Ju Yu-dam's lips before she knew it.

But Han Soyeon only let out a chilly chuckle and replied,

"When I told you this before, did you ever stop bullying me?"

"..."

Ju Yu-dam fell silent at that.

She had never once stopped tormenting Han Soyeon.

In fact, every time she was told to stop, she became even more sadistic.

The more Han Soyeon squirmed and resisted, the more base pleasure she felt.

SQUELCH—!

Han Soyeon pressed the gun barrel into the bullet hole in Ju Yu-dam's thigh.

"Kkhaaaah!"

A scream burst out along with spurting red blood.

Watching Ju Yu-dam thrash in pain, Han Soyeon grinned wickedly,

Then squeezed the trigger once more.

"KkAAAAAAH!"

As Ju Yu-dam screamed in agony, Han Soyeon continued speaking.

"But honestly, at this point, I actually understand you, Ju Yu-dam."

"Kkhrrrk—!"

"I mean, why would you want to stop something this fun, right?"

"P-please, stop..."

Ju Yu-dam pleaded.

But instead of answering, Han Soyeon simply pressed the gun against the same spot she'd just shot.

"KkAAAAHHH!"

It was only then that Ju Yu-dam realized.

The Han Soyeon standing before her would never stop this torment.

Her eyes trembled with greater terror.

Han Soyeon looked into them and pulled the trigger again.

Tsk!

"Oh, I finally ran out of bullets."

She looked at the gun with genuine regret. Seeing this, Ju Yu-dam, through her tears, felt relieved.

She thought today's torment was finally over.

But—

Scrape.

"Eh...?"

Ju Yu-dam saw it.

Han Soyeon, who had just been right in front of her, was now walking toward her from a distance—carrying a baseball bat.

There was only one thing that could mean for Ju Yu-dam:
The torment wasn't over yet.

Suddenly, Ju Yu-dam muttered,

"I... I don't want to die..."

Words that slipped out in terror before she could stop them.

But Han Soyeon, hearing those words, nodded as if she understood completely.

"You're right, that would be a problem."

She smiled, waved her hand lightly.

WHUMM!

The thing behind Han Soyeon throbbed deeply for a moment.

"...!? Wh-what?"

Ju Yu-dam's wounds began to heal.

That wasn't all.

The injuries on the friends who had bled onto the walkway were also rapidly regenerating, as if they had never been shot at all.

So cleanly, it was as though the gunshots had never happened.

"H-how...?"

Ju Yu-dam murmured in disbelief.

She had never seen a healing sorcery with such ridiculous performance before.

"It would be troublesome to leave evidence, so I learned this recently. Apparently, the ones I can call down by divine descent are far more omnipotent than I expected."

Han Soyeon explained.

"And besides, it would be inconvenient if you all died. If you did, I couldn't torment you anymore, and more than that, in this Sorcery Institute, I've finally found someone who understands me—I don't want to be separated from that person."

"Heek...!"

Ju Yu-dam's eyes began to fill with terror again.

"So don't worry."

Han Soyeon walked up to her once more.

"As long as I don't want it, you will never die."

And she swung the baseball bat she'd brought.

CRACK!

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The next day.

Friday lunch, last day of the 6th week at the Sorcery Institute.

"Hello."

Kim Dojun, who was eating a quick meal with some bread from the school store on the front garden steps, looked up to see Han Soyeon greeting him and nodded simply.

Han Soyeon handed something to him.

"I made good use of what you gave me~"

"...?"

Kim Dojun found that he got back the handgun he'd lent her a few days before.

"D-did you use up all...?"

The handgun was completely empty of bullets.

Kim Dojun made a strange expression, just as, in Class 1-D,

"...."

Ju Yu-dam sat alone.

While most gathered in groups to chat or left for the school café or cafeteria, she remained alone at her seat.

Doing nothing.

More precisely, it would be more accurate to say she couldn't do anything.

Several of her friends weren't coming to school, and others were avoiding her.

Of course, the reason was Han Soyeon.

Thus, Ju Yu-dam sat at her desk, feeling powerless—and wronged.

Yes, wronged.

Of course, given her record, she had absolutely no reason to feel wronged.

She had done terrible things to Han Soyeon for years.

Yet, she still felt this was unfair.

No, she couldn't even understand the situation herself.

Why was she going through all this?

Why did she have to continue this fearful school life—all because of one orphan?

The unfairness felt overwhelming.

"...."

Ju Yu-dam looked up and looked around.

All she saw were students chatting in groups.

Some of them glanced back at her, the girl sitting there like a dead mouse, and whispered among themselves.

Some even wore strange grins.

"...."

To her, all of this was Han Soyeon's fault.

A girl who should have been nothing more than a plaything had suddenly changed, and because of that, everything had gone wrong—Ju Yu-dam truly believed that.

And in that twisted, almost ludicrously contradictory mindset—

[Do you need salvation?]

"...!?"

A voice entered her mind.

A chilling voice, unmistakably someone else's.

Ju Yu-dam looked frantically around.

All she saw were students laughing and chatting, some glancing at her with mocking smiles.

Then, as she wore a strange expression—

Tap—

"...?"

Ju Yu-dam felt a tap on her shoulder; she turned her head.

And saw a woman smirking down at her.

"Oh, excuse me?"

Pretending innocence as if it was unintentional, she spoke—Ju Yu-dam recognized her well.

She was the daughter of another prestigious family, just like herself.

"My mistake?"

Ju Yu-dam just stared vacantly at the open sneer, even a fool could tell it was direct provocation.

But even as the girl said "Sorry?" and turned away, Ju Yu-dam couldn't say a word.

Her power, her clique, had all but dissolved thanks to Han Soyeon.

"...."

In short, she no longer had the strength to protect herself in this situation.

[Do you need salvation?]

That haunting voice spoke again in her powerlessness.

[The situation will only become more painful.]

[They're all looking at you with mocking eyes. Yes, right now.]

[But what about when time passes?]

The voice continued.

[Without your clique, you'll become a target for bullying, as if karma is coming for you. You'll be bullied by the very students you lorded over—the same way you did to them.]

So sweet.

[Don't want that to happen, do you? I can help you. All you have to do is say you want salvation.]

[Then I'll save you. From those who want to bully you, from Han Soyeon who drove you to this pit—]

The voice—

[-I, Gatura of Salvation.]

—spoke.

And as lunchtime ended.

"I should start preparing for midterms soon."

Kim Dojun was about to execute his carefully prepared midterm study plan, when—

[The evil spirit from the Sorcery Killing Technique, Gatura of Salvation, descends!]

"...?"

A log window appeared before his eyes.

KWAANG!!!!

The main first-year building of the Sorcery Institute exploded.

-------------= Clacky's Corner -------------=
To be fair, a lot of characters on this novel is unlikable...
It seems the boss that was supposed to go to Han Soyeon now went to Yu Ju-dam...
The MC's plan failed successfully, I guess?
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