The first semester is usually theory-focused, but there is also some practical training.

    If we really want to be specific, it’s about a 6:4 ratio of theory to practice.

    Before going into the actual class, each person’s fighting ability is analyzed in detail through several tests.

    Limits of ability. Stamina. Strength. Weapon proficiency. Shooting, etc.

    The number is too numerous to list.

    It is conducted over several days, and the analysis provides advice on areas for improvement and the direction to take in the future.

    The goal of practical classes is to learn it through practice.

    To cut to the chase and get to the bottom line, my shooting skills are terrible.

    It even received the HACCP certification mark, saying that it could not be improved at all.

    ‘I’m a top after all. Long distances don’t suit me.’

    Meanwhile, Hyeji showed overwhelming fighting power.

    Especially in shooting, 9 out of 10 shots hit the target.

    The reason one shot missed was because I was secretly shooting at my target and the professor caught me.

    The practical classes that followed were a little different.

    The academy’s policy is to always combine classes with other classes during practical training.

    Generally, it consists of iron grade & silver grade / copper grade & gold grade.

    Equality is a fucking academy that was thrown away like a dog.

    ‘You motherfuckers, this is class discrimination.’

    The Academy gives its own reasons.

    The vague reason is to evaluate how far each individual has achieved.

    But if you look closely, there is another reason.

    To make high-grade students feel superior to low-grade students.

    To instill a sense of inferiority in students with lower grades.

    Sometimes, it arouses in some students the fighting spirit of thinking, ‘This is worth a try.’

    It is a truly Korean academy.

    Moreover, it is understandable why the merger is not done between adjacent grades like iron and copper.

    Yeah, that’s right.

    ‘There is a tendency for adjacent ranks to ignore each other.’

    Because it is based on obvious facts.

    Big data, built on countless experiences, makes this fact more credible.

    Let’s think about a famous AOS game.

    What do most people look like when they see the adjacent higher grades?

    Fighting spirit?

    no.

    It’s a battle of self-esteem and petty emotions.

    – This kid is fucking worse than me?

    – If it were me, I would go up right away.

    There are people who deny it themselves by saying, ‘That’s not me!’

    But if you go to the pick-up window, they are all the same.

    – What the hell are you doing here, playing Yasuo, who is worthless at this tier?

    -I can’t get out of the way, even though the langem is 1000.

    – It’s because of team luck, my original skill was at least gold.

    The struggle is a mess and everyone is busy belittling each other.

    Even after saying this, you still don’t believe in the adjacent rank theory?

    Let’s try playing ranked games right now.

    What happens every time the next higher ranked player matched with the same team takes a shit?

    The hook ping and character ping will go back and forth amicably, accompanied by various sounds.

    But these days, reports are well-received, so there won’t be any swearing.

    ‘Of course, my skill is playable. I’m in silver because my team’s luck is strange.’

    Anyway, that’s it.

    It’s not a mental victory.

    However, it did have an effect of being beaten by a crazy old man for three years.

    It was worth a try.

    Not only when fighting with the kids, but also when fighting with the kids.

    There was one student who had a really hard time.

    Every time he attacks, he has the ability to stimulate the prostate gland.

    Because of this bastard, I changed it twice.

    ‘It wasn’t like this even when I was watching TV, damn it.’

    Several rounds of practical training with Silver ranks.

    I got a rough estimate.

    Ah, I get the gist of it. Your skills.

    It was so petty that I wanted to die.

    ‘The ability to utilize it is too low compared to the abilities and rank you have.’

    For example, magical abilities such as ignition, freezing, or lightning.

    The power was really strong.

    But because of the credibility of the power, they acted too complacently.

    Because I was just trying to grind out big skills without even thinking about the waiting time.

    Stand still? Then you’ll get beaten, you piece of shit.

    There are no 3-second manners like -dun- here.

    Besides that, there were also idiots who only strengthened their bodies ignorantly.

    Clearly, body strengthening itself is effective.

    However, there are many students who lose their balance and fall down alone.

    Most of the students were unable to react when they tried to attack, and were unable to respond when they tried to counterattack.

    In the end, the kids in the same class were no match for me.

    They even beat up all the bastards.

    So naturally, my counterpart changed to a professor.

    “Hey, Mr. Kim, shut up and come at me quickly.”

    “Shit. Why is a former pro fighting in a place where assholes play?”

    Professor Kim Pil-yong.

    A reckless professor with hair that shines brightly even in the dark.

    I thought there wouldn’t be any problems since I’d done it before.

    But there was a problem.

    This man was using his abilities without restraint right now.

    The ability of Professor Pil-Yong that the reader previously told me about is the ability to freeze.

    It was a simple ability to freeze objects that came into contact with one’s arms and legs.

    ‘What the fuck, Mom. What is that?’

    Professor Phil Yong’s actions were simple.

    One right-handed strike while standing in a riding stance.

    The problem comes next.

    The wind pressure generated by the regime came flying in and suddenly created several huge icebergs before my eyes.

    It seemed that it recognized air or water vapor as the contact object required to activate the ability.

    It might be nice for the person writing it, but from my perspective, it was just too much of a hassle.

    ‘Akainu-sama! The power to cut off that bald man’s leg!’

    The good news is that icebergs do not form simultaneously.

    The moment a second iceberg forms following the first, it digs into the gap between the icebergs.

    He crossed both hands and held the sword, stabbing it straight into Professor Pil-Yong.

    The goal is the heart.

    However, the number above Professor Pil-Yong’s head had already risen by one.

    – Hey!

    Ice appeared in the sword’s path in an instant, impeding its progress.

    It was a situation where it was slightly embedded in Professor Pil-Yong’s left thigh, not a twisted black heart.

    ‘You have as little conscience as the number of hairs on your head.’

    In addition, the ice had already formed a curtain around the blade.

    As if to say that no further advance will be permitted.

    However, unlike a little while ago, the ice is still at the level of thin ice.

    This is enough to break it.

    Release your hand from the sword and immediately strike the pommel with your elbow.

    The black ice, which was subjected to external force, broke and was deeply embedded in Professor Phil Yong’s thigh.

    – Phew!!!

    “Ugh!”

    At that moment, the red number above Professor Pil-Yong’s head increased by one.

    Have you seen the future I’ve created?

    Well, I guess you haven’t experienced this attack before.

    I have no intention of stopping here.

    I grabbed the sword handle again and swung it.

    – rustle

    Professor Phil Yong’s left leg was cleanly cut off.

    At the same time, the sparring system was terminated.

    Professor Phil Yong spoke to me while scratching his head.

    “That’s definitely great. Even though he’s incompetent, he’s still great.”

    “No, why is the professor playing such a tough game against a kid like me?”

    “Attack is unpredictable.”

    “I admit it. I also can’t predict Iron-grade Yumi’s Q.”

    Then Professor Pil-Yong suddenly changed the topic of conversation.

    Without any intention of hiding the base desire that entered those eyes.

    “In that sense, would you like to have a cup of coffee in the professor’s office after this class?”

    “I don’t think about the research students.”

    “Fuck.”

    It was Professor Pil-Yong who clicked his tongue and walked away to teach other students.

    In a world where even graduate students are legally treated as people, how can you become a research student?

    Oops, the researcher is ruined.

    I’ve been using it for a long time.

    Doing this only results in property damage.

    ‘개새끼가 어디서 수작질이야.’

    At that moment, I saw Jeong A-yeon training in the distance.

    A sight of slowly pressuring the opponent with five summoned creatures.

    Previously, they had implemented summons in large quantities and pushed forward without any sense of ignorance, but this time, they were applying thorough restraint and pressure.

    ‘Can I win even if they don’t recognize that I have no magic?’

    difficult.

    If you make a sound, your location will be revealed.

    What if Jeong Ah-yeon created a large number of summoned creatures and made them move around and attack randomly?

    Block it. Dodge it. Counterattack it.

    There will inevitably come a time when I will have to raise my voice.

    ‘This sucks.’

    I felt a little depressed because I thought it would be hard to beat Jeong A-yeon on my own right now.

    At that moment, a silver-rank male student appeared nearby, trying to talk to an iron-rank female student.

    The number above the fidgety boy’s head went up by one.

    Then, the male student seemed to have made up his mind and strode towards the female student.

    The female student, who noticed the male student approaching, began to blush deeply.

    But it wasn’t an atmosphere of dislike.

    I feel sick.

    I couldn’t stand to watch that kind of shit.

    I dragged the boy over before he could do anything and made him train with me, semi-forcibly.

    ‘The kid is already showing off his skills.’

    It was a male student with a desperate expression on his face.

    It’s only natural that the red number above your head goes up.

    ‘Where are you going to have a sweet school life? You’re going to fall behind.’

    The boy who dealt with me like that received three broken maces before the training was over.

    In other words, he struck until three maces broke.

    ***

    The class, which combines theory and practice, has already lasted over a week.

    The following Monday evening.

    Suddenly, a package was delivered to me.

    I got a ping from a delivery guy I didn’t know.

    what?

    I don’t have any videos or USBs to receive from Geum Taeyang.

    Which warrior party’s porter sent you?

    Are you Uni?

    Anyway, I thought it had nothing to do with me and opened the package with peace of mind.

    If it’s an NTR video, you can just watch it and get addicted.

    In the first place, I have no one to take it from.

    When I opened the package, what came out was something different from what I expected.

    A dark, roughly wrapped coat.

    And a letter.

    The letter was written in a hurry, with some parts of it pressed hard.

    [Thank you so much, bro. I didn’t realize how much you meant. Bro, thank you so much.]

    [Starting today, I will bow deeply once a day towards the Academy.]

    [This is a coat that I used to wear carelessly, but since I showered it with deodorant, it doesn’t smell anymore, so you can wear it for a while and then throw it away.]

    [It’s small, but I hope this will be of some help to you, brother.]

    [Thank you again. Thank you. Thank you.]

    [ps: Next time, please do it with cat ears and tail, bro.]

    I thought I knew who it was.

    It was obvious.

    ‘…..Fuck, it was Mr. Kang Hyuk.’

    The length of the unfolded coat was just right for my height.

    I felt uneasy because my uncle said he used it, but I decided to keep using it because it felt comfortable.

    As soon as I remembered, I sent a message to Yerim right away.

    Me [Sister, can I take maternity leave this time?]

    Auntie [Failed. Depressed.]

    Me [if I wear a cat costume with a tail, I can chew]

    Auntie [Shinwoo is a god! Thank you!]

    I [have to wear a bell around my neck.]

    Auntie [I’ll keep that in mind!]

    And then I immediately sent a text message to Mr. Kang Hyuk.

    Me [Cut the dick!]

    Idiot [You know I really respect you, right?]

    I [don’t have to give congratulatory money later, right?]

    Idiot [I’ll give you the money. Fuck.]

    As I kept wearing it, I started to like it quite a bit.

    This is a coat, a cool item for men.

    So the next day, I went to class wearing my coat as is.

    Since the dress code was optional in the first place, there was no problem wearing it, so I went confidently without any hesitation.

    As I entered the classroom, I saw Hyeji sitting next to me.

    Twin tails that have been maintained since the last fight with Jeong Ah-yeon.

    Perhaps his abilities have changed since he got that haircut, and he’s even started making a little money.

    ‘Fuck, if I have twintails, can I awaken my abilities too?’

    Hyeji found me and waved her hand to say hello.

    Then, when he saw the coat I was wearing, his eyes opened wide and he started to get extremely agitated.

    “Huh? Huh? Huh? Shinwoo! Where did you get that?”

    “Is this a coat? I got it from an old man I know. He told me to just use it roughly and throw it away?”

    “No, crazy. Wait, can I touch this? Can I touch it, Papa?”

    “…..Don’t say papa, you piece of shit. You’ll get me arrested.”

    I handed the coat I was wearing over to Hyeji.

    As soon as I handed her the coat, Hyeji started to touch it like crazy, turning it over here and there.

    “This really exists? I’ve really lost half my life so far.”

    “What is this and why is there such a fuss? Just throw it away?”

    “Throw it away? Throw it away? Are you crazy? Throw it away? Are you in your right mind? Hey! Then I’ll throw it away too?”

    “Why did I leave you? Why does this conversation keep getting heavier?”

    It’s clear that the novel is a light novel, but the dialogue keeps getting heavier.

    Feeling scared, I quickly changed the topic of conversation to the coat.

    “What the heck is this?”

    “You know that my powers are the embodiment of weapons and combat tools, right?”

    “I know. You fooled me, Hyeji Stark.”

    It was Hyeji who started talking out of the blue.

    Even so, Hyeji couldn’t take her eyes off the court.

    “But one of the combat tools I can’t implement is the coat you’re wearing right now.”

    “Are you more useless than I thought?”

    “You fucking idiot.”

    Hyeji seemed to be able to pierce through the coat with just her gaze.

    Hyeji continued to focus only on the court without making eye contact with me.

    “There is no information about the structural formula, decomposition diagram, or constituent materials, and it is a limited edition product that will not be produced in the future.”

    “Is it like a Gucci limited edition?”

    “Gucci, fucking sell it second-hand! This thing is going to be auctioned off as soon as it’s sold!!!”

    It was Hyeji who finally looked at me with a sudden change in emotions.

    Then he looked at the coat with regretful eyes and gave it back to me.

    “Do you know what a Defensive coat is?”

    “Last time, during the theory, you said it was a defensive piece that hunters wear in the form of a coat?”

    “In fact, all the defensive coats currently in circulation are deteriorated versions. They are counterfeit products.”

    “Whether it’s fake or not, just block it as well as the real thing. Are you ignoring Kaiki Deishu hyung?”

    “You crazy kid! Where did that come from!”

    Hyeji’s anger poured out on me once again.

    But…

    Koimonogatari is a novel of the gods.

    Hyeji let out a small sigh and continued explaining.

    ” Defensive coats are a type of consumable item. They lose their effect when attacked more than a certain number of times or with more than a certain amount of strength. ”

    “So you said it costs a lot to buy it.”

    “That’s what you just received as a gift.”

    “The initial investment cost is solid.”

    Hyeji kept fiddling with the hem of my coat as if she felt something was missing.

    “Of course, the defensive coat you’re wearing will also lose its effectiveness under limit conditions.”

    “After all, isn’t it just a difference from the first edition? Why were you making such a fuss?”

    “Listen to the end. Yours is the original. Even if it loses its effect, it will recover after a certain amount of time, unlike counterfeit products. ”

    “……What?”

    “If you really want to be specific, it’s a semi-permanent defensive coat for the first edition premium. Who the hell gave you this?”

    “What the fuck?”

    Are you going to give me this precious thing right away just because I helped you with the naked dogeza?

    Dude, is your brain made up of genitals?

    He’s mentally ill.

    While I was putting on my coat, Hyeji started talking to me in a serious tone.

    “Don’t wear it often. I’ll probably recognize it, but just in case.”

    “But I received this rightfully, so why do I have to hide it?”

    “Are there a few crazy people who try to steal someone else’s food if they can’t eat it themselves?”

    “Oh, that’s right. There are so many fucking people.”

    There are a lot of crazy people in the world who try to bring down someone who is doing well rather than rising together.

    There are some chews that interfere with others’ love business.

    ‘Why would someone be upset about something they couldn’t eat?’

    Of course not me.

    I have never interfered with other people’s love lives.

    I just prevented them from doing anything stupid during class.

    Anyway, that’s it.

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