The Academy’s Time Limit in a Novel Written by a Friend

19 – There’s at least one kid at the academy. (完)

After the sparring, Ga-eul Kim had to feel a sense of daze.

He knew that although the decision was a draw, only he, the party involved, knew.

-Let’s do well?

As the instructor said, the way he approached wasn’t a dangerous special attack, nor was it desperation.

I just avoided it because I could avoid it.

It was neither a mastery of martial arts nor an instinctive movement.

Really, it’s just that it’s only visible, so it’s just a leisurely avoidance.

If he hadn’t laughed at the end and pretended to be knocked down by a whip with the least impact possible, it wouldn’t have ended in a draw.

No, actually, even a draw was dangerous.

Because the mere fact of a draw with someone who has been calling him “Chintta” And ignoring him will raise suspicions around him.

As I turned my gaze and looked around, I met a boy’s eyes.

A gaze with a minute mixture of pitiful feelings inside a terribly indifferent gaze.

The eyes of Chun Yu-hak, the boy he admired so much, were as cold as ice.

*

Ah, dog shit.

My eyes really hurt.

I never thought it would hurt more than being whipped.

I didn’t expect my eyes to scream in recoil just because I only strengthened it for a moment.

In this way, I am learning one more thing today.

Thanks to the saint’s weak will to strengthen his resilience, he was a little better now, but strengthening was a more burdensome act than he thought.

Perhaps it would be less burdensome if the entire eye was strengthened instead of intensively strengthening the eyesight, but simply strengthening the eyes would not have been able to show a performance that could see through all the whippings because of the disc that was too pitiful.

This time, as the goal was to instill fear in just one person, I had to endure this much pain.

Fortunately, the whiplash left no scars thanks to the use of cutting-edge training weapons and training grounds.

Well, in any case, it can be said that it is a satisfactory result.

“Sohhyun-ah.”

It would have been perfect if it wasn’t for the call from Professor Cathy, who I don’t know where he heard it.

It would be unfair if I got angry, but my conscience was stabbed when I looked at it with such sad eyes.

“I heard what happened in Dalian.”

What is it? What is the problem?

“Even if I wanted to solve it myself, what if I use that method?”

Ah, was the problem with stabbing the woman in the neck with a dagger? Under the ideology of a hero, my dagger, issued for equality without gender conflict, may have been a bit unsavory from a social point of view.

“Did you use your talent?”

“Oh, yes.”

Ah, that’s the problem.

“Sohhyun, I’ll be honest. I know what the penalty for your talent is.”

I see. I know the professor knows, but like secret friends, we knew each other’s secrets well.

“I barely recovered a little, but then what should I do? Since you are the homeroom teacher, you should have asked me to mediate.”

It’s very difficult because I can’t do that.

If I tell her, the quarrel will go away, but the probability that I will not be able to control the situation the way I want is too great.

But now I know what my penalty is, and I said to the person who put it, ‘No? I just wanted to do my best, there were no personal feelings!’ Would you believe me?

If it were me, I’d tell them not to talk crazy nonsense.

Some bastards use congenital jingi for that reason.

“Sohhyun-ah.”

Ugh.

A secret friend is reassuring, but I think she got the distance a little wrong.

Of course, she was kind to people other than me and had a close sense of distance, but it felt a little too much to call her after school just because she barely used her innate talents.

…Isn’t it?

If her classmate said that she would drive her girl once, she would be a little worried if she sparred using her innate talent?

“Shall we make one promise?”

“Yes?”

“Because it doesn’t matter even if it’s a small thing. If anything happens, be sure to consult me. And if that happens, let’s not use our talents so that the incident may explode.”

You have to say something that makes sense. I thought our secret friend had no sense of reality, but this is a bit harsh.

“Then I will definitely go get it.”

She held out her little finger as if making a promise to her child.

That look.

-Then I’ll be sure to help.

It reminded me of a person who made a similar promise to me when I was young.

I didn’t even know I was embarrassing, and I stopped intertwining my little fingers.

Oh, crazy. Should I refuse?

“Thank you for your promise.”

To be honest, I will not be able to keep this promise.

There is still a lot of work left to do. No, because I haven’t even started.

Still, I thought I should at least try to restrain myself in front of her.

*

By the end of the consultation, it was already sunset time.

Ha-ni Kang told me to go back first because it might take a long time, and since she probably had dinner, I thought I could just eat outside and go back to the dormitory.

While thinking about what to do for dinner, the moment she stretched out and looked ahead, she couldn’t see if she was covered in hemp and saw things too clearly that she might have overlooked.

Her ass was walking with Chun Confucianism with an uneasy face.

I was nervous for nothing when I saw that I was going to a place where there were few people.

No matter how much I think about it, looking at the expression, I don’t think it’s a confession, and I can roughly predict it.

Although Cheon Yu-hak has a bit of an eccentric personality, he is not a psychopath, so the murder case will not happen.

“Oh, fuck.”

If I hadn’t seen it, I would have just ignored it and thought about which of the soft tofu and sundaegukbap qualifies for dinner, but I couldn’t ignore it as long as I had seen it.

When we killed the signs and followed them, there were already a few people gathered there.

It was Kim Ga-eul and his gang, the self-proclaimed Cheonyuhak, who were intimidated, and what surrounded them were the ‘real’ Cheonyuhak colleagues.

Perhaps Ga-eul Kim was the last one, and Chun Yu-hak, who had brought him, naturally joined them and stood in the middle.

“Yes, I did well in class today. Did you say Kim Ga-eul?”

“Ehhhhh, studying abroad.”

“Study abroad?”

“Uh…?”

Ah, that bastard is like that again, really.

That tastes good, right?

“Are we close enough to call each other by name?”

Then why should I call you Confucian scholar, the son of a heavenly family?

“No, yes. Not yet. However…”

“Are you kidding me yet?”

A sharp-tongued female cadet next to her teacher Cheon laughed at her.

“You said that you would prove that you were better than her, and that you would give me one chance. But you said you were dog.”

Looking at his rhyme, he must be a rapper.

Perhaps that person refers to me, right?

“It wasn’t a shot, it was a draw…”

“Yes, it is uglier than losing. I was so confident that I thought I was going to show you how great it is, Dalian? With a kid who can’t even lift 30kg dumbbells well? Even if you win, it will be ugly and if you lose, you will be ugly. Are you proud that you won?”

She was covering her mouth, but anyone could see she was laughing at Kim Ga-eul.

“Ah, at your level, you may have done very well. Right? Since we competed fairly and drew against opponents that Confucian scholars recognized, they must be on the same level as us, right?”

“Stop it.”

When she continued to make fun of Kim Ga-eul, Cheon Yu-hak stopped her.

Of course, it’s not because I feel sorry for Kim Ga-eul. Perhaps, if the reason I thought was correct, Kim Ga-eul would be a bit shocked.

“If you mix words, only you get dirty.”

Yes.

Cheonyuhak is a man who is sweet to his opponent who does not admit it, but is sweet to his person.

Kim Ga-eul, who was almost moved by Chun Yu-hak’s first words, collapsed in an instant.

“Still, studying abroad. What he does is disrespectful, and it bothers me that his ability is of little importance.”

“If there is something that bothers you on the roadside, are you going to kick it off and go around? Only the shoes get dirty.”

Ah, Gaeul Kim started to cry.

Actually, it’s worth crying, but it’s not enough to treat useless things to the person you like, and you’re almost treated like filth, so you’ll want to cry.

“Look at him? Did we bully you? Did you hit Why are you crying? You can spread rumors about other kids and make boys who are interested in you harass you.

“Speech. No culture.”

It was truly a Cheonyuhak-like attitude not to deny anything about the content.

“Hey, honestly, I’m kind of grateful. I was going to oppose whatever you show, but you step up and make a justification for it. I know that? Study abroad hates a bitch like you the most. She’s not just a bully, she’s a bitch who has good feelings for people and uses them while making fights with others and pretending her hands are clean.”

She looked at Tianyuhak with tears in her eyes, eyes that were now barely lit.

“I hate it.”

The guy shook his head.

He was a really nasty and cruel bastard.

“Can you hate something you are not interested in?”

Ugh, damn kids these days are so bloody.

“Let’s go study abroad.”

“No, I have more to say, so go ahead.”

“You’re not going to accept him, are you?”

“You still don’t know me very well.”

“Just kidding. I made a reservation for the restaurant, so come quickly~”

That’s how Cheonyuhak’s real party slipped out.

I don’t know how much more miserable he wants, but it wasn’t my role to step in and stop him or comfort Kim Ga-eul after everything was over.

Well, the lilac will comfort you by tomorrow.

“Are you going?”

As I was about to turn around and move on, Chun Yu-hak looked this way and asked.

…You didn’t fucking tell me, did you? It’s hiding in the wall of a building. How do you know?

“As I said before, you are bad at hiding your presence. I can’t fool myself even if I don’t know about other things.”

Fuck.

I caught this.

Gaul Kim turned her head and looked at me.

I wished there was anger in those eyes, but they were too empty.

“I hate things that are worthless, but I think those who acknowledge them should be given a proper position and power. At least you shouldn’t be insulted by those who don’t even know the subject.”

“…So, thank you for solving the problem for me?”

“No, that’s just how it is. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t mean to step out in the first place. I just allowed my teammates to bother me because I acted like I was going to prove within this week that I was better than you over there.”

“Isn’t it your fault?”

“I can’t do that. After all, it is a problem caused by my teammates.”

I really don’t know a word.

“Don’t like it?”

“Uh, not really.”

“Yes, it should be. Those who burn vengeance against the bugs just because the bugs bothered them are all leveled up.”

Actually, I don’t sympathize with Kim Ga-eul’s situation at all.

He quarreled with himself and was greedy.

I was not satisfied with being the president of an unofficial fan club and tried to stand by her side, but I couldn’t catch her eye.

In the process, he tried to make himself look bigger by crushing others, so he had to endure the hell that would come tomorrow.

If there is one thing I sympathize with her for, it is that she was born only to be used as an expendable item for her rather than being her perfect villain.

That was one.

“Since long ago, nervousness has been all over the place, but strangely kind to catch things.”

“What?”

“No, I have no intention of interfering with your decision. I will try to go.”

After saying that, Chun Yu-hak really turned his back and left.

I looked at her for a moment without saying anything.

“Why are you so hot? Do you want to take this opportunity to curse at me because I’m a dick too? Or do you feel sorry for me because I am black?”

“No.”

“Ha, if you want to laugh, laugh. I don’t mind being laughed at by you.”

It looks like he’s trying to imitate Cheonyuhak, but it doesn’t look like him at all, even with tears welling up his eyes.

“I’m not laughing.”

And I will not sympathize.

It’s not my role to care for her wounds.

Above all.

“I never laugh.”

Even if it was disposable, I didn’t feel like laughing at the person my friend created.