episode_0070

#8

I will skip all the complicated processes and just tell you the conclusion clearly and simply.

The principles he created by twisting the laws of the world were more trivial than you might think.

That’s right, the doodles drawn in the textbook became the form of the monster.

If you draw a dragon, draw the dragon in its form. If you draw a car, draw the car in its form.

It was a simple plan, but it was one that gave me even more power because it was a classroom with students.

How much would you hate studying during your school days?

The teacher’s words are boring. The textbook is even more boring.

I also remember that I used to doodle in my textbooks a lot.

I never thought you’d hang your providence on this. You mean and clever guy.

If, every time students draw a graffiti, their level goes up and their mystery increases… If later, this providence is established not in just one class, but in all classes in a grade, and further, in all classes in the school, and in all schools in the country, how strong a monster it will become.

Maybe it’s a good thing I noticed this so quickly, when I only had one class under my control.

Once again, I was amazed by the strange hunting ability of our hunters, and I thought about how I would fight the bastard.

Of course, I shared everything I found out with Sister Winter.

I wasn’t stupid enough to try to monopolize all the credit for a potentially dangerous monster hunt.

Of course, since we still don’t know who the monster has chosen as its host, it would be foolish to rush at it.

Just as witches can usually increase their fighting power by 2x, or even 5x, in their own workshops, monsters can become stronger than anyone else within their own kingdom.

At first glance, it seems like they would have chosen the child who doodles the most as their host… .

Figuring out who it was wasn’t that difficult, to be honest.

If you ask your teacher, you will know right away.

If you ask who doodles the most during class, wouldn’t they answer right away?

The only problem was that it seemed very odd for a student like me to ask a teacher such a thing.

‘What kind of student would ask their teacher something like that?’

So, as a last resort, I decided to ask my fellow members of our Gothic Lolita Club to find out who the graffiti artists were in our class.

…if the teacher hadn’t dragged me to the teachers’ office, or rather, the counseling office, as soon as he entered the classroom.

What’s the reason? Didn’t you all expect it?

This is the result of spreading the Gothic Lolita disease to my classmates.

The teacher entered the counseling room, let out a deep sigh, and washed his face dry.

“Sigh… .”

I swallowed hard at the sight of her looking extremely uncomfortable. Onnuri Elementary School’s homeroom teacher, Choi Hye-na, kept making eye contact with me, and I felt uncomfortable with that gaze, so I slightly averted my gaze.

“Hey, Sky?”

“… Yes?”

“That… . First, let me tell you why I called you here. I received a lot of complaints from parents… .”

She showed me her cell phone. The screen showed a group chat room with parents and teachers.

And in that group chat, there was a post saying that his daughter was throwing a tantrum and saying she had to go out wearing a black dress on a summer day, which was embarrassing.

“By the way, there weren’t just one or two. As expected, when I entered the class today, there were more than 10 kids wearing black dresses like you?”

“… … .”

The instigator of the gothic lolita dress uproar was clear to anyone who saw it.

Because from the first day of school, I wore a black dress and stole everyone’s attention.

At least, it was only natural for me, as a teacher, to be deeply involved in this situation.

She didn’t scold or reprimand me, but the way she looked at me seemed to be asking me what on earth I had done.

“I wonder if you were jealous of the way I looked in my outfit? Children are very sensitive to trends.”

“… You’re a kid too, right?”

Oops. What a slip of the tongue.

After briefly pondering how to handle the situation, I managed to come up with a way to overcome it.

“Actually… , Midwinter Hunter is my close friend, and when I told the kids that Midwinter Hunter likes this dress, the kids said they wanted to wear it too.”

“Now, wait a minute. Is it true that the sky says you’re friends with the Midwinter Hunter?”

“Yes… . Here is a picture we took together… .”

To increase credibility, I quickly opened my phone and showed her a picture I took with Winter Unnie.

My homeroom teacher, Choi Hye-na, stared at my photo with her eyes wide open.

“Oh, really? … Well. Since Midwinter Hunter is popular, the kids might think that way… . I understand. Sky. I’m sorry for misunderstanding you, teacher~”

“No… . It’s okay. It’s my fault too.”

Sorry, Winter Unnie. You sold me out again this time.

Thank you always!

… But Winter Unnie told me to wear these clothes. Isn’t it partly Winter Unnie’s fault?

It’s the responsibility of the solidarity!

Anyway, since I had this opportunity to talk to the teacher, I decided to ask him some questions in order to figure out the identity of the monster.

“Teacher, I have a question.”

“Yeah. What is it? Tell me.”

“I want to learn how to draw, but is there anyone among the students who is good at doodling… no, drawing?”

“A friend who is good at drawing?”

“Yes.”

“I have a friend named Seungjun.”

“Seungjun?”

“Yeah. That kid likes to draw. Of course he’s good at drawing.”

“Hehehe. Okay. I’ll ask Seungjun. Thank you.”

“Still…, you know that students should prioritize their studies, right?”

“Of course! I’ll draw it after I finish studying.”

“That’s right. Our sky is kind.”

Being treated like a child, what should I say? It might not be as bad as I thought.

Should I say that it feels like the essence follows the appearance?

Anyway, I got a clue about the monster. I went back to the classroom with my homeroom teacher.

My partner, Seo-Yul, was worried that I might get in trouble, but I just shrugged my shoulders and pretended that nothing happened.

Actually, nothing happened.

Anyway, ever since I entered the classroom, my five senses were focused solely on that boy named Seungjun.

If he is a monster in a bad mood, he will definitely be thinking about how to drive me out of his territory.

If you observe Seungjun closely, who is a strong candidate for the host, you will be able to capture the mystery of his movements.

If I get there, it’s my victory! I just have to reveal the identity of the monster to Winter Unnie.

However, he was surprisingly more patient than I thought, and in order to make the monster even more annoying, I made our class’ dress code completely gothic, and used alchemy to praise the greatness of gothic, and even reduced the resistance of the kids in the class.

Even with the use of mystery, things progressed at a rapid pace, and when even the boys showed up wearing gothic lolita clothes (…not dresses in good conscience), the monster finally stopped hiding and started attacking me.

The incident happened during physical education class.

While playing dodgeball with my fellow Gothic Lolita friends.

At the same time that I felt a mysterious aura from the opposing team (anti-gothic loli faction) kids, they attempted to attack me and my gothic loli friends with a mysterious aura.

As expected from a guy who uses graffiti as a mysterious material, his attacks were the kind of ridiculous attacks that could only come out of a boys’ comic.

The colors of the world are faint, but they change to black and white.

Just like a page from a comic book.

The sight of him consuming all the mysteries he had collected and kept tightly contained until now was as if he was determined to eliminate the uninvited guests who had appeared in his own kingdom.

The teachers who were conducting and managing the classes, and the students who were playing dodgeball, all changed into characters from a cartoon, as if they were stimulating humans with such a powerful mystery. In that black and white world, the only three-dimensional beings standing there were boys and girls wearing gothic lolita clothes, just like me.

“Take it! Fire shot!”

“Rotating Whirlwind Shot!”

“Rubber Rubber Axe Shot!”

“Just do it.”

“Ji-geon!”

“Sudun!”

A ball flying while spitting fire.

A ball that is shot while spinning in a whirlwind shape.

As I kicked the ball with my long legs, as if I had eaten a rubber-rubber fruit, the ball shot out like a ray of light with its tremendous elasticity.

Up until this point, the form of the dodgeball was still maintained.

From then on, it was just a case of them just throwing the finishing moves of a boys’ manga at us.

Even on such a clear and bright day, water pours down like a waterfall.

This much water in a place without water?

And my gothic boys and girls who had to face that mysterious totality were terrified in an incomprehensible, twisted world.

“What, is this a weird phenomenon?”

“Wow, scary. Everyone’s become weird.”

“The world is only black and white.”

“Oh, Mom… .”

If things continued like this, I would be consumed by the phenomenon caused by an unidentified monster and would end up taking up a corner of the graffiti drawn in the world.

So, I took a big step forward and stopped in front of everyone.

“Everyone, don’t be scared!!”

The essence of boys’ comics, full of merciless violence flying towards me.

First, do not be fooled by its fearsome appearance.

This twisted providence was a mystery caused by a tiny monster that only took up a classroom.

That’s why,

I stood up.

The world’s providence that he presented and turned upside down. ‘The world is like a cartoon.’

I fought back by exploiting a loophole I found in the providence created by the monster.

That’s right, ‘Boys’ comics are immortal.’

Kwakwakwakwang!!!

The gothic loli boys and girls all screamed and shut their eyes tightly as the cartoon characters attacked my small body.

In the acrid dust, I clenched my fists and shouted.

“Gothic loli is the best in the world!!”