The Divorced Man Has Returned

#8. I never asked to accept it.

Fortunately, the clerk’s job itself wasn’t that much compared to those in other positions.

My main job is to organize student council minutes.

It was a very easy task for me, who took notes every day in my previous life.

And he told me that there were various chores, but the details were like that later.

I also had experience in the position of the student council president, so I was familiar with the way the student council was run to some extent.

Who was the clerk at my time…

It seems that the scribes were taken by people who had no special presence, but I thought it was fortunate.

After hearing the brief explanation, Sihwa and I left the student council room.

“…Yoo Shihwa.”

Still, I’ll have to point out the parts I want to point out.

“Yes.”

“Why do you keep approaching me?”

To be honest, from the first day, there were too many parts that I did not understand with common sense.

How did she find me in the other class?

How do you know and call my name that I didn’t tell you?

And for some reason they keep dragging me around with this excuse and that excuse.

“…I fell in love.”

“What?”

“I fell in love at first sight. Inwook Choi. To you.”

Her blue hair fluttered in the wind from the window.

“I know there aren’t many girls prettier than me, but Harin is your classmate. She looked cute.”

It’s not like that… But you said you fell in love at first sight?

The [Cold-Blooded Princess] Yushi Painter. To me? One glance?

My mouth was wide open.

I couldn’t.

It was clear that something was wrong with this world.

The poetic poem I remember was not a girl who flirted with romance like that.

“You… what did you just say…”

“Youn Ha-rin is cute. What. Are you really in love with Yoon Ha-rin or something like that?”

Sihwa frowned.

“No, no. Not before that.”

“Then is it true that she doesn’t like Youn-Ha-Rin?”

Sihwa tilts her head slightly.

I don’t like Harin…

In her last and this life, Harin remained in my heart.

How can I forget her?

My first love, who ended up marrying me after 3 years of dating. Harin.

But now, there was no reason to tell the poem of this life.

“Yes. Sincerity. Harin and I are just classmates.”

Sihwa opened her eyes haphazardly.

“Obviously, I didn’t even know the name until yesterday, but it seems like they’ve become friends, don’t they?”

She was as keen as she was in her previous life.

“Yes. My pair became Harin by lottery.”

In an instant, a commotion arose in Sihwa’s eyes.

“Is that… did you point out Ha-rin Yoon?”

“No? Harin. She says she has no one to do it with, so you want to play with me?”

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Not a single lie was contained in my words.

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No, but there was a story that was more important than that.

“You said you fell in love with me. I’m serious?”

I asked Sihwa.

“Yes. I’m not one to play around with stuff like that.”

Her sunken blue eyes were telling her the truth.

“…Why do you like me?”

“That’s…”

For a moment, Shihwa, who had her horsetail blurred, looked out of her window.

“Secret.”

I thought of asking you to tell me one more time, but I didn’t bother to ask, knowing that because of the nature of the poem, it would never be revealed.

I asked another question instead.

“If I can’t accept your heart. What are you going to do?”

Of course, Sihwa was, of course, a strong candidate for marriage in this life, but nevertheless, she needed to think about it.

“I never said to accept it. Choi In-wook.”

I was at a loss for words at the completely unexpected answer.

So, is that the story that you just said wasn’t a confession…?

“You… you don’t have to do anything… you just… stay there.”

What does that mean? That one.

She tried to understand herself, but she had no idea what she wanted.

“I will go first.”

Sihwa, who looked at me with a slightly sad look, turned her back and left me in the hallway, and went down her stairs first.

Was she an academy student at the time she was such a mysterious child?

I thought I knew her better than anyone else, but the thought flashed through her mind that she might have been mistaken.

* *

I had to create a body that could control my magic.

It hurt my heart to think that I had to do this again in this life as in my previous life, but it was a necessary procedure.

There was no need to make another unnecessary mistake like today.

However, as a freshman at the academy, my body was really poor compared to my body when I was active duty.

“Ha… Ha ha…”

It was shameful to be drenched in sweat from such aerobic exercise.

It was my very weak body.

At that time, there was a gym I registered for, but at night it was quiet, so it was perfect to use the space widely.

I fell to the gym with my legs relaxed and concentrated my magic with my fingertips.

Okay. It was a very subtle difference, but it seemed to follow my will rather than the day.

It seemed that if I rolled my body hard like this for just a month or two, something would happen.

The second life I got anyway. In order to live comfortably, I made up my mind to endure this kind of suffering.

After returning home, I took a cold shower and sat down at the desk again.

I opened my notebook and optimized the after-school training routine according to my current physical condition.

After planning several courses and choosing the best one among them, I was able to lay down comfortably in bed.

I made up my mind to live this life a little while enjoying it, but seeing I’m doing it again, I laughed bitterly.

From tomorrow, I went to bed with the intention of preparing a foothold for a slow life.

* *

I knew in advance what day today was because it was written in large letters on the blackboard in the student council room.

It was the day of the club promotion.

Today’s class was held only in the morning, and from the afternoon, each club was free to invite new students to join.

It is undeniable that a club is the best group for 20-year-olds to find entertainment or romance.

The hallway was already crowded with students.

[Come on! After all, the club is not a travel club! Make friends and make lovers! How about our travel club!]

[Ah~ Everyone here entered the academy to do one by one as a hunter, right? Then, how about the Monster Research Department, which studies monsters in-depth!]

Ugh. It’s noisy.

Your voice is gone, the students have started promoting it.

There were clubs that publicized like that, and there were clubs that showed performances.

Dance performances were in full swing on the playground outside the window.

The boys were cheering for the girls who danced to the music of Inkigayo.

[My older sister, I die!]

[Dance team Kim Sae-rin is the best! Love!]

Clearly the exciting music may be the latest music at the time, but to me, it felt like a nostalgic song.

Of course, that wasn’t a bad feeling either.

I really did go back in time. I want this feeling.

But I wasn’t very interested in these so-called ‘insa’ clubs.

Because the clubs that forced me to participate excessively were more likely to interfere with my slow life.

So I arrived here.

Even though it is a club promotion day, this place is full of dust.

I moved to a place where unpopular clubs were in trouble.

As expected, there seems to be a good reason for the lack of popularity.

From the name, it didn’t seem easy.

[Monster Biochemistry Department]

Who the hell came up with the idea of combining a monster with chemistry?

[Oriental Painting Research Department]

Don’t draw oriental paintings, but do research…

Uh… I was a bunch.

[Advisory Research Department]

This is more than studying oriental painting.

Pass.

[Deforme]

It was written in English in cursive, I don’t really know what it means, but I thought the name was cool.

First of all, I don’t know what the club is doing, but I knocked and opened the door and tried to enter.

And I couldn’t help but be shocked and startled.

Because the first thing I saw as soon as I entered was a monster painting of ridiculous quality drawn on a fairly large canvas.

I once again got goosebumps at the picture, which is so lively that it gives me the feeling of being alive.

By the way, this is really a club promotion day, and the moment I looked around wondering if there was anyone there. A long-haired man crawled out of a stale corner blanket like a zombie movie.

“…Are you a freshman?”

“That… is it?”

The man who jumped out of the blanket ran in front of me and grabbed my hand.

“You are very welcome! Ruler! Just sit here! Ah! I am the chief of Deforme here!”

He sat me down at the desk and started explaining about this club.

“Our club is a monster art research team. Did you know?”

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No. Had I known that, I wouldn’t have come in.

“Ha ha ha… No?”

“Look at this picture. Didn’t you draw really well?”

He said while pointing to the creepy picture I had.

“This picture was given to me by a freshman friend I had known before entering our school as a gift. Ah! Of course, there is absolutely no need to draw this well.”

“Actually, you can tell just by looking at the bankruptcy, but it is a club that kills time by arguing in moderation with no people and little activity.”

Surprisingly, this part matched my needs.

I was a little hesitant, but if what he said was true, I thought that the slow life I wanted might be here.

“And the friend who drew this picture didn’t lie and said that she was pretty? I’m sure you’ll like it too, right?”

Actually, I did not expect much because I had been married to beautiful women three times, but I was curious to see him even saying this.

I wanted to emphasize how beautiful she is.

Anyway, I couldn’t win over his constant publicity offensive, so I finally signed the application for the job.

I didn’t think I had any talent for drawing at all, but since I said that it doesn’t matter if I can’t draw, it didn’t seem like a big problem.

Seeing the manager who was so moved by the fact that a new member had arrived, he was in a state where he could not even talk about going to another department.

After I signed up, I was about to say hello and someone came in with a broken door.

“Hey, why now! How much did I brag about you!”

It seems that the beautiful freshman we talked about a while ago came in.

I looked back in anticipation and stiffened in a different context.

Because she is my third ex-wife.

Because it was Jena.