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1.

Early morning.

It’s really huge.

I felt suspicious because there were not many people at the inn I was staying at, and as I was about to eat breakfast, the inn owner said.

‘Oh my, student, why are you still here!? Aren’t you late!?’

‘Eh, I still have time…’

Did not.

I’m still running!

The good news is that I’ve secured an inn located in front of the academy.

The bad news is that there’s still a long way to go to the Academy.

“Eww, eww, haaak!!!”

My breath hitched.

But as if the effort was paying off, the main gate of the academy was visible from afar.

It was hopeless though, as the door was closed.

‘You can’t miss it, you can’t miss it, jebaaal!!!!!!’

No matter how hard I tried to jump towards the gap, the door closed faster than I could and I ended up hitting my head on it.

After that…

‘Student!!! Come down quickly. What are you doing!!!’

‘Ugh, eww!!! Gyaaaah!!!’

‘I think I’ll be late for the entrance ceremony, so I’ll go first… Anyway! Goodbye!!’

It’s ruined.

I really want to cry…

2.

The Academy’s doors are already firmly closed, but there is still time until the entrance ceremony.

I walked slowly towards the main building, which could be called the face of the academy.

The original plan was to take a leisurely walk along this Academy Road and enjoy the scenery.

Walking around with a messy body that anyone can see… I can’t feel any emotion.

Dust is noticeably stuck to his disheveled white hair.

There are also dirt-colored stains on the uniform.

I’m concerned because I think it looks better in black.

‘Hey…’

Apply saliva to your hands and gently sweep away the dirt.

Doesn’t it get dirty when saliva gets on it?

Saliva is also inside my body, so it can be said to be clean.

Rather, dirt with a lot of dust can be dirtier.

“Swish swish swish swish”

“What is he doing… .”

“Shh, don’t look at me and ignore me. Just pass me by.”

Since I couldn’t erase the dirt and dust stuck on my clothes with just one or two wipes, I wiped it with saliva a few more times.

I admit that it looks like a clean sweep.

But isn’t that the heart of a girl who doesn’t want to attend the entrance ceremony covered in dirt?

Even though I’m a country girl, I don’t want to seem country at the academy.

‘You came in anyway, right?’

okay!

Let’s think positively!

Maybe he was sitting in front of the school gate, stroking his bumpy forehead!

“Ouch.”

Ugh.

I got it.

As I walked, gently stroking the sore bump, something strange occurred to me.

That brother.

I’m grateful for nothing.

When I think about it, it wasn’t like he was angry.

It was a tone of genuine concern and it seemed like he was trying to help me.

In the end, he even received it with his own body.

Of course… I didn’t accept it, but I unilaterally trampled on it.

No, that guy pulled me too, so he’s teacher.

And after calming down and thinking about it a bit…

“I don’t remember his face very well…but wasn’t he pretty handsome? ”

hmm.

He was vulgar, but he seemed handsome.

no.

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handsome.

Uncommon black hair and hazy blue eyes.

Like the feeling of a muscular man’s body when you put your face into it.

He was a tall and handsome man with a gentle and gentle impression.

Although I left the worst first impression by being flustered, I still caught a certain vibe.

There was that complicated look in his eyes.

Yeah. Isn’t this the kind of fateful first meeting that was in a romantic comedy that was popular when I was young?

That passionate, something-like atmosphere that comes out when two people are closely entangled and their eyes meet.

The natural excitement that flows between a man and a woman when they look at each other’s faces from up close and put their bodies against each other.

It’s almost like an accident.

It’s like a mental accident that occurs when our bodies collide with each other.

Could it be that I unintentionally pulled the trigger of love stored in my instincts?

It felt like I became the main character of a scene that sold well even though people called it a cliché.

We probably had a meeting that would have rocked each other’s worlds… but it was the look in his eyes that seemed to have finally realized that I was a freshman at the academy.

The evidence is the sunken, worn-out, and complicated look in his eyes.

Yeah, it was definitely a complex and subtle feeling.

Ah, what a tragic encounter!

If it hadn’t been for the student status, it would have been a perfect romance!

…Is it rather this kind of immoral relationship that makes me more attracted to it?

“Wow. Iguo Guoden.”

Ignis, who was already romanticizing the academy life and letting her imagination run wild, would be a dark memory to anyone who heard about it.

3.

Ignis.

He is the main character in the novel that follows the one I was reading.

“…This is awesome.”

It’s been 16 years. 16 years.

After defeating the Demon King, the warrior retired and the time came for peace to finally be restored.

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It wasn’t even munchkin water, it was a disgusting sweet potato growth thing.

The days of struggle continued without end, and now, finally, it has come to an end.

The ending…I saw it…The Demon King…was killed…

As I was talking like this, it felt like a new story would suddenly unfold.

No, to be more specific, it has already unfolded.

Because most academy stories start with an entrance ceremony.

His expression hardens, perhaps because of worries about the future that lies ahead and regrets from the past.

The corners of the mouth, which had always been smiling, are gradually turning downwards, and the brows are furrowed.

It’s a habit of reflexively stiffening one’s expression whenever an unpleasant memory comes to mind.

“Are you okay, Kai…? Your complexion doesn’t look good…”

As I made a slightly serious expression, Yuli looked at me with worried eyes.

Oh, was that too gloomy of an expression?

It’s best to avoid making her worry, so I relaxed my expression and responded naturally.

“It’s okay. I just had something to think about.”

He said this while messing up Yuli’s hair that she had worked so hard to straighten.

Yuli, who had been silently accepting my touch, expressed her dissatisfaction.

“Oh my, you worked so hard to organize everything, but you made a mess of it.”

“I organized it for you, so it doesn’t matter, right?”

“It’s my head anyway… Be careful with it. Yay! Be gentle!”

It’s common sense, but stroking a woman’s head is a very risky action.

In novels, it’s used to set the mood or in romantic situations, but if you apply it to real life, it’s quite awkward, so I’ll say that.

But his current actions are just a prank to break the deadlock.

You can tell by looking at Yuli, who keeps complaining but doesn’t clear her head.

I gently stroked it to calm my anxious mind.

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Yuli’s expression relaxed when she saw that my heart was at ease.

I am just grateful for Yuli’s consideration in answering my prank.

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This happened when I was just immersed in a novel.

At that time, I used to organize important parts of the novels I had read in order to gather as much information as possible.

If you’ve been ‘possessed’ by someone, shouldn’t you try to find a way to survive as much as possible?

If you suddenly have to live in a different world and don’t know anything, everything will go dark.

I tried really hard to remember as much as I could, in a haphazard manner.

Of course, there was little useful information among the information gathered.

All I knew was that even if I gathered dust, it was still just dust.

Among the bits of information that were there, there was also information about other works written by the author.

In particular, I spent a long time looking at covers that looked like the author had spent some money on them.

Each and every character illustration was so charming that I even compared the names of the characters described by the author with the pictures.

And I had memorized everything including him.

At that time, I felt like I had to do something to survive.

Of course, it has faded after 16 years, but it still remains in my mind to some extent.

Ignis was the lead actress in the following works.

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Maybe it would be right to call her a heroine.

The contents of the cover were bizarre.

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A meaningful scene where the four heroines cover each other’s eyes, ears, and mouths and hold each other’s wrists.

I still remember.

The heroine, who was portrayed as an elf, had her pointy ears covered.

The heroine, who was a member of the red fox tribe, covered her mouth with fangs.

The other girl stared at something while holding my wrist.

And the boy in the middle of them… is probably the main character.

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Among them, Ignis was shedding tears with her eyes covered.

I had a fleeting thought that the unique sign and the golden light in the eyes seen through the gap in the hand were dreamy.

Ignis was one of the four heroines appearing in the next work.

Originally, I thought the two works had separate worldviews, but…

The author began to expand his worldview.

I don’t know if something as major as this worldview expansion is happening right when I’m finally regaining my peace and spending the rest of my life…

The action has already taken place.

I know that the main plot of this work will never be something soft like daily life, healing, or comedy.

This is because I have personally understood the author’s tendencies.

The future will unfold in which the main characters will have to roll like me.

…I wonder if students like those kids can do well.

I’m really worried.

Oh, I remembered again.

As I try to recall memories, I am reminded of ones I thought I had forgotten.

The name of the work in which Ignes appears is…

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Commonly known as Akama King.

The Demon King lives in the Academy.

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That is, there is a demon king among the students admitted this time.