Chapter 11: I am always normal

Usually, by the time you get to university, everyone has their own community.

The Seoul Psychic Ability Academy was no different.

The internal community used primarily by the staff and students of the academy was commonly referred to as “Choneungnet,” a shortened version of the academy’s name.

As with most online communities, various types of posts were shared here, ranging from questions about enlightenment, to Hunter industry information, marketplace boards for buying and selling goods, trivial chatter, humor posts, exercise groups, and hobby boards for movies and cafes—there was no area left untouched.

However, just like any other community, it was mostly filled with pointless discussions rather than forward-thinking topics.

[Hey, a super handsome guy appeared.]

ᄉᄇ He was so incredibly handsome. How could a student look like that? It was the best moment of my life, no exaggeration.

ᄂ Don’t be obsessed with men; just focus on your training. Once you become a Hunter, wealth, fame, and men will all come to you naturally.

ᄂ No matter how handsome he is, he’s still below Cha Geumwoo level.

(Picture of the handsome guy’s profile)

ᄂ Crazy.

ᄂ Where is this?

ᄂ Actually, I think taking a day off from training wouldn’t hurt. So, where is this?

ᄂ Wow, he’s incredibly handsome.

And at that age, when people are often quite interested in romance, many were swooning over the ‘handsome guy’ who appeared on the first day of classes.

Even those who were strict and serious quickly joined the craze after seeing him in person.

[Wow, those who haven’t seen this guy are missing out on half of their lives.]

[From today, I’m praising the god-like Seoul Psychic Ability Academy for admitting me.]

[???: Which would you choose, outstanding skills or a handsome face?]

Ah, while you’re hesitating, the new handsome guy has already taken it all.

ᄂ Is this for real?

ᄂ What’s scary is that this is true.

ᄂ How is the guy number one?

ᄂ Reporting for gender discrimination.

ᄂ Seriously, he’s not even in a different major, he’s in the Combat Studies Department, but can’t we talk about it?

As time passed, more and more related posts appeared, and by noon, about five or six were on the popular board. 

This seemed to be the trend.

Some people hopped on the bandwagon for fun, while others scolded them to focus on studying. 

There were also many wondering what could be so great about this guy that caused such a stir.

“What’s going on?”

And then, after checking the community late, I suddenly felt a sense of dizziness.

The handsome guy dominating the popular posts.

Somehow, I felt like his story was similar to mine.

First place in the level test, chaos whenever I walk through the school hallway.

Now, I can’t even see where he went, so it’s causing another uproar.

How handsome could he be for all this to be happening?

[Just to avoid any misunderstandings, I’m asking in advance—Is that handsome guy a hero?]

“Shit, is this me?”

[Hero, ‘shit’ is a curse word…]

“Wait, am I a handsome guy in this world?”

[Why don’t you listen to me?]

I was hit with a late identity crisis, feeling like I was going through a second adolescence.

“Okay, understood.”

[The goddess raises her eyebrows in confusion, asking if I really understood.]

“Even though it might seem a bit self-serving, the world is calling me a handsome guy, so I guess I have to admit it.”

[The goddess is shocked by the hero calling himself handsome.]

I briefly went through an identity crisis until the goddess’s power tank ran out, but as the hero who saved the world, I calmly sorted my thoughts.

Yeah, I knew there would be some demand for me.

But I didn’t expect the world, or the online world, to be in such an uproar over my appearance…

“Ah, is this the responsibility of being the top handsome guy in this world?”

[The goddess tells me to stop talking nonsense.]

“Well, I’m just joking. Being called handsome is definitely a good thing.”

It means I’m popular, after all.

But because of that, I started thinking maybe I should avoid drawing attention to myself.

[The goddess looks disappointed and asks if I’m going to run away again.]

[(0_0)]

[The goddess says to fight back.]

“The girls at our school aren’t monsters, what am I supposed to fight back against?”

If I reduce my presence, I might not have anyone to talk to, so I didn’t go into hiding. But now that my worth seems so high,

“I could just go through my schedule and… still manage to have both friends and romance, right?”

[The goddess looks doubtful.]

“Usually, ugly guys can’t make it no matter what, but handsome guys don’t even have to try and still end up dating easily. They usually have high job satisfaction, and just looking at their faces can make people reconcile.”

They’re basically a scam of a race.

[······??!!?!]

Look, even the goddess is shocked.

Just being handsome, these annoying guys can even do well in relationships—this dirty world!

But now that I’ve joined the trend, I decided to change my mindset.

“Even if the world is dirty, as long as I’m happy, that’s all that matters.”

[The goddess asks if I’ve gone crazy.]

“I’m always normal.”

Anyway, from today, I’ve decided on my final course of action.

Since I seem to be regarded as a handsome guy, I’ll enjoy everything I can while living.

It might sound like a light novel title, but this was exactly the attitude I had to adopt in this school.

“So, first things first, I’ll go stealthy.”

I lowered my presence to blend in, showing a demeanor similar to a regular person.

It wasn’t yet bothersome when I drew attention on the campus, but I thought that more inconveniences would come later.

‘Later, people will get uncomfortable, and I’ve already experienced having people follow me around in the other world.’

There was no need to experience that here as well.

Unless I was taking part in a singing contest or a sports festival, receiving attention from an unspecified number of people would affect my private life.

Therefore, what I aimed for now was to do well in my schoolwork, while pursuing natural encounters with beautiful and kind people.

“Now that I’ve become handsome, I feel relaxed, like I could meet someone at any moment. Is this the confidence of someone who has it all?”

[The goddess mutters with a serious face, saying I seem to have lost my mind.]

“I’m just glad that as long as I focus on my studies, it should be fine.”

Even though I tried to reduce my presence, it would be difficult if things got chaotic in the lecture room, but I thought I could tolerate that.

With only a few dozen people at most, and if it became too annoying, I could easily leave.

Anyway, after the break ended, it was already time for my second class, so I quietly passed through the hallway and arrived at a different lecture room from earlier.

By hiding my presence and magic, no one seemed to recognize me.

Hmm, this is definitely more comfortable.

‘Plus, having two classes a day…’

It’s fun going to school after a long time, but already I’m starting to feel like I need a break or vacation.

The good thing is, though, that this class has relatively few students.

The lecture room, made of dark brown wood like an old antique shop, had fewer than ten people, including me.

Only eight people.

Considering that Professor Shin Arin’s compulsory major class had 50 students, this was definitely an unpopular lecture.

It was because I chose such a liberal arts course to begin with.

But even though there weren’t many people, it was a topic I found quite interesting.

“Alright, everyone. This week is the correction period, but after that, you mustn’t run away, okay? This is the perfect number—not too many, not too few. If we split into four groups, no one will be left out, and since everyone here likes this, I’m sure you’ll participate enthusiastically.”

The female professor, who arrived a little later than me, looked like a veteran programmer, casually dressed, yet her eyes sparkled, clearly someone who was deeply passionate about what she loved.

Hmm, it felt like I’d just picked the winning lottery number.

People who typically do niche things always have a turtle neck and glasses, right?

“Alright, everyone. Let’s all enjoy this magical game and create it together!”

The professor in front of me was exactly like that.

Yeah, she loves games, and you get the feeling she could make an amazing one.

It might be a convenience-based thought, but in the production field, this made sense.

The dwarf muscle man in my party, whenever he made weapons, his eyes always sparkled…

Although I wasn’t interested in or skilled at hammering iron, games were my specialty.

I’d worked hard on them before flying off to the other world.

I had enough financial freedom now, so I started thinking it would be nice to try making a game myself.

But not just any game.

A mysterious board game made with inherent magic and illusion magic.

“Alright, let’s first try the sample.”

The professor, teaching the “Magical Games Experience and Production” course, placed a board game on each desk and gestured.

Deguru,

“Oh, I rolled a 1. You’ve become a weak goblin.”

Sometimes, when you live, unexpected things happen.

“Excuse me, Goblin?”

“…Yes?”

“It’s your turn to roll the dice.”

“Ah, yes…”

The goblin illusion placed on Sepine Alavad, thanks to magic, stared blankly at the dice in their hands.

I didn’t want to take a complicated and hard course, so I came to this one thinking it looked easy.

‘And once again, things are going like this.’

Sepine Alavad glanced sideways at the man in front of her, who was now her teammate in the class.

Degul, deguru,

And she rolled the dice.

Dice roll 6, you’ve met a hero as your first companion.

“Oh, amazing.”

Shin Yuseong, the handsome guy who had been missing (?) was right in front of her.