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“So, Elsia, why are you here?”

Right now we’re happily doing the dishes (not the pong pong).

Elsia received the dish I had scrubbed with detergent from and rinsed it in water.

The detergent mixed with numerous foreign substances covering the plate flows down with the water flow.

And the plate, which had regained its original appearance, was handed over to the escort elf and stored in the drying rack.

Elsia answered, her hands moving mechanically without stopping.

“I tried to pay for my meal with Elf Coins, but they were lower than before I entered the restaurant!”

“You couldn’t handle it so you ran away and got caught?”

“Yes! That’s right!”

“You piece of shit, that’s tied up with my money too.”

Then Elsia put both hands on her waist and spoke confidently.

“Originally, what was your husband’s was your wife’s.”

“….what’s yours?”

“Of course it’s mine!”

Elsia’s appearance as she answered with a bright smile was so beautiful that it was hard to believe that she was currently washing the dishes.

However, the sound of the dog coming out of my mouth is making my head ache.

“Why on earth do you believe in that junk coin?”

“It’s really going to go up!”

Then suddenly Elsia lowered her head and muttered.

“One year and a little bit from now.”

“What did you say?”

“It’s nothing!”

This time I turned my gaze towards the escort elf who was silently moving the plates to the dryer next to me.

“Hey. Why are you here?”

“……The escort’s mission is to follow the World Tree Welcome Representative wherever he goes.”

“Surprisingly, that’s a normal answer. I saw it again.”

The escort elf’s expression suddenly turned red at my words.

Eventually, unable to bear the prickling conscience, he confessed the truth.

“……Actually, I was caught after running away using the CEO as bait.”

[Where did the elves I knew go and why are there only these filthy beings?]

‘All fucking nobles are like that.’

As soon as the words were finished, Elsia and the escort elf stopped washing the dishes and started grabbing each other by the collar with their wet hands.

“Hey! Are you selling me out as bait?”

“The person who is the representative of the World Tree Welcome! Is that much money stuck in some strange junk coin!!!”

“You said you were going to go up, but you took out a loan and even put your retirement money in it in advance!!!”

“I added it because it said it was going up, but what do I see as a blue graph!!!”

“I said it would definitely happen!!! I said I saw it!!!”

“I’ve never been on it before, so why are you talking about going on it!!!”

There is one strange thing though.

The fact that the Elf Coin, which has been experiencing slight ups and downs like a ghost, has not been delisted yet.

I would have given up on my obsession if it had been delisted.

In that sense, hope is in some ways the same as extreme despair.

It was beautiful to see the elves strengthen their friendship through honest conversations among themselves.

[Who do you think will win?]

‘I’ll put it on Elsia’s side.’

But that appearance did not last long.

Because the kitchen supervisor noticed and stopped the cycle.

In the end, their physical and mental exchange ended in incomplete combustion.

***

The mechanical sound that flows out indifferently from the ATM where the card is inserted.

At the point when the banking app was blocked, I expected that cash withdrawals would be impossible.

But even if there is a sign telling you not to go, isn’t it human nature to go all the way to the end before you understand?

I too was not convinced by this result.

As a result, I was now standing in front of the ATM, experiencing the reality firsthand and chewing over despair.

Basically, the academy pays a certain amount of money to each individual’s account to cover living and food expenses.

The superficial reason is to feel the value of money and to develop a sense of how to actually use money.

But the reality is a little different.

In the beginning, no money was paid, and instead, all facilities within the academy were used free of charge.

The problem was that it happened too often that I ate all the alcohol and food in the store in one day.

Eventually, the Academy, unable to afford the costs, changed the method from providing it free of charge to paying for it for the ostensible reasons mentioned above.

‘You damn, alcoholic bastards.’

[Are you the only one who will do it?]

I returned to the dormitory weakly and threw away my now useless wallet.

Instead, I grabbed my phone and started calling the bank.

The phone call waiting sound that seems like it will never end.

Soon, the call was connected with a bank representative.

“Hello. My name is Kim Shin-woo, a user of the bank.”

– “Yes, hello, customer.”

“My cards and account were recently frozen. Do you know why?”

Identity verification through personal information verification that takes a short time.

After all authentication was complete, the counselor began to confirm the account information.

– “Huh? Customer? You are registered as a capable person?”

“Ah. Yes, that’s right. It was registered last Saturday.”

– “As you know, once you are registered as a person with the ability, you will not be able to do any banking-related work right away.”

“…..Why?”

It was like a bolt from the blue.

But the counselor didn’t care at all and just calmly talked about reality.

– “Once you receive the security card and certificate exclusively for those with the ability, you can then conduct banking-related business normally.”

At that moment, I remembered something I had forgotten while intoxicated by the excitement of registering my abilities.

Those with the ability can only use banking facilities if they have a dedicated security card and certificate.

‘Oh, fuck, that’s right.’

[You’re done.]

I was momentarily frozen, but the counselor started to mechanically blurt out what he wanted to say.

– “For this case, issuance is not possible on weekends, so please make sure to visit on a weekday morning.

– “Deposits to existing accounts are possible, but withdrawals are not possible without a security card and certificate.”

– “If insurance products or subscription products are linked to your account, please be careful as they may be automatically cancelled due to inability to withdraw funds.”

– “Do you have any other questions?”

“No….there isn’t any.”

The call ended with a thank you and an introduction to the counselor.

But now, such words did not come to my head.

I just had one thought.

‘Academy fucking fucking retards.’

[There are some crazy people who register their skills on Saturdays.]

Should I curse the Academy’s incompetence or admire the bank’s quick turnaround?

I was at a loss as to what to do with either side, and I was just venting my frustrations.

***

The semester had started, but that wasn’t what was important right now.

Right now I’m frantically calling various departments, including the Academy’s HR team.

I expressed my utmost resentment and asked to be allowed to go to the bank immediately, but all I got in return was a cold response.

– I’m sorry, but according to the academy rules so far, first-year cadets are not allowed to go out on weekdays.

– I think we need to talk about it internally, but it will probably take some time to be decided.

– Unless there is a precedent, it is difficult to grant permission to go out.

‘Fuck me.

[Aren’t you an idiot for expecting flexibility?]

Asking them to release their bank accounts also didn’t work.

– Student accounts are personal information that our academy cannot touch.

– The student must personally apply for this.

-You must manage your own account.

As a second option, I asked for a small monthly fee to be paid in cash.

– Cash payments are difficult because the intended use may be unclear.

– It’s complicated because of taxes, so I can’t just give you cash.

– We cannot provide special treatment and cash payment only to Shinwoo students.

Even this was rejected.

Even the dogs who started asking me to take responsibility for this.

– Registering your abilities must be a hassle, but aren’t you in a position to benefit by having us do it for you?

– Did we want to be late for something? If you feel wronged, you should do it yourself.

– This has nothing to do with this department.

– There is a story that he came in hiding his abilities from the beginning, so if we have done this much for him, we should be grateful.

– All I did was register, and now you’re asking me to hand over my bundle? This is total robbery.

‘Academy, these fucking bastards really need to be killed.’

[On the day of graduation, let’s burn this place down. Bigger than the fire in the forest of Iryeong]

I am a human being too, so I need to eat to live.

And barely managed to find a way to survive.

After a dramatic compromise, they agreed to work late into the night at the restaurant after class in exchange for a small amount of money and meals.

So now.

“So Shinwoo, what are you doing here?”

“You switched to the food service industry?”

“Stand guard, damn it.”

I was working at a restaurant.

I am in charge of odd jobs and restaurant security.

The chores were mostly simple and dirty.

Filling empty food containers. Moving food waste. Unclogging drains.

“Shinwoo, why do you need security?”

“A purple pig is coming to steal tteokbokki?”

“Confucius. Did you say that the pig came riding a deer?”

“Oh, right. How did you know?”

“There it is.”

Where Jeong Ah-yeon pointed with her finger, there really was a pig & goral duo.

The goral, who had been struggling to get the pig off its back, suddenly looked at me and screamed.

“Shinwoo, what did you say?”

“Are you asking if it’s a duel or a non-duel?”

“…….What on earth happened during the vacation, Confucius?”

“Hey! Gorani! Let’s go to Bimu!”

As soon as I finished speaking, the deer began to assume a posture.

It is different from the common goral, and instead of the front legs being wide open, it takes on a posture that looks like something out of a martial arts novel.

When the stag in question charged at me, I decided to follow the example of martial arts and respond with Shaolin martial arts.

– Tadadadadadadang!!!!!!

Even though I didn’t say anything, Hyeji responded quickly like a bottom level 2 dealer just by looking at my eyes.

As expected, he is a solid, authentic supporter.

M60 series.

A machine gun boasting the highest reliability.

That was the Baekboshin Kwon that was being implemented in my hand right now.

My aim is crappy, but as the saying goes, clumsy movement is poison, so I got hit quite a lot.

The fallen deer, trembling, was glaring at me as if it was being wronged and was pointing at the M60 with its front paw.

“Listen carefully, you bastard.”

I picked up the machine gun and blew the end of the barrel.

Looking at me like that, I said a word to the gnashing teeth.

“M60 is an authentic martial arts game.”