Chapter Index

    “Student Ymir.”

    “Yes!”

    “It’s nice to have dinner, but why here?”

    “Of course, if you eat at a restaurant somewhere, the villain may run amok and attack you!”

    Ymir’s words were valid.

    “When I’m eating at a restaurant with my teacher, it seems like another student who has run amok, a devil, or a villain will appear. It’s safest to eat here now. Something like that won’t happen here!”

    “Wouldn’t it be trouble if the student was here?”

    “If I were a high school student, it would be very difficult for my teacher, but since I am an adult, there is no problem, right?”

    “Won’t this take a toll on Ymir’s public image?”

    “You won’t live long if you pay attention to everyone who talks behind your back.”

    I wanted to retort because it was logical, but I still had to say what I had to say.

    “I don’t think it’s normal to come to the house of a man you haven’t met for a while and take over the kitchen and cook.”

    “But there is no place as safe as your official residence, right?”

    Yes.

    Ymir is now in my house and cooking.

    “There are no students in the official residence, and the absence of students means that there is no one to riot. Then it’s safe!”

    “Isn’t there a possibility that adults can become villains?”

    “If there is a villain here, there is no big problem. Because everything will be resolved before I step in.”

    ” Student Ymir is stepping forward…?”

    “…Ah! What I meant was that there was no need for a weak and talented person like me to step forward. Hahaha.”

    Ymir poured the pasta sauce while sweating coldly.

    Perhaps because he came from Canada, he seemed more Western than Korean, and Ymir was better at cooking than I thought.

    “…Oh my god. Ymir, have you ever studied cooking professionally?”

    “I didn’t learn it professionally, I just learned cooking from someone I knew. About half a year?”

    “Did you learn this much in half a year?”

    “You can only cook what you can. I can hardly eat Korean food, only Western food.”

    “Awesome.”

    These are not empty words.

    This is a sincere story.

    “When I get married later, I want to marry a woman who is good at food.”

    “…What does that mean?”

    “I cook some Korean food.”

    I knocked lightly on the refrigerator.

    “Japanese, Western, and Chinese are all served to some extent, but the main food is of course Korean food.”

    “Do you cook your own food?”

    “Uh. Instead, unless it’s a really special day, I just eat chicken breast and vegetables.”

    “When is that special day? When you just eat together with a girl?”

    “When eating with other people.”

    “So today is a special day?”

    “That’s right.”

    I took out a bowl suitable for pasta from the cupboard, and Ymir immediately served the pasta beautifully in the bowl.

    “Do you like talking while eating, or do you like eating and talking?”

    “I’m in a group that matches my opponent.”

    “Oh, me too. Then… shall we eat together over there and talk? I have something to discuss.”

    “Good.”

    I pulled out the kitchen island and made room.

    It was a little narrow, so the two pasta bowls were placed diagonally, and when the chairs were pulled up and sat down, their knees were slightly touching each other.

    “Heung.”

    “Next time, I’ll have to buy a wide table, even if it’s just a table for people with legs.”

    “Why? This street is perfect right now.”

    “Do you like hitting me like this?”

    “Ayat.”

    I lightly flicked my finger on Ymir’s forehead as he tilted his head forward.

    “That’s too much, really! No matter how many beauties there are on Sejong Island, how can they treat an exquisite foreign girl like this!”

    “You are a student, I am an employee.”

    “But you’re a college student? And do you know what?”

    Ymir lightly wrapped the pasta with a fork.

    “The country is currently trying to lower the legal age of pregnancy for people with disabilities to the age of high school students.”

    “……Crazy?”

    no.

    Is this country crazy?

    “What did you say just now?”

    “They are preparing a bill that would leave existing minors as is and lower the age of pregnancy for those with disabilities… to be exact, lower the age of ‘adulthood’ to 17. As soon as you turn 18 and finish high school, you become an adult.”

    “You’re out of your mind.”

    I know there is a certain difference between ordinary people and people with special abilities, but is the age of majority lowered only for people with special abilities?

    “Still, the kids here on Sejong Island are also prone to reckless driving, so you’re lowering the age of adulthood?”

    “It means patriotism. From the country’s point of view, the more talented people it produces, the better.”

    “But if the age of majority were lowered only for those with special abilities, there would be a huge backlash.”

    “I don’t know because the teacher is Korean, but there are memes like that in foreign countries.”

    Ymir slightly lowered his head and lowered his voice.

    “Being ‘scorched’.”

    “…That’s a bit of a bitter story.”

    “But it’s happening all the time, right? A body suddenly disappears, a normal person goes missing, or a person with supernatural abilities goes on a rampage and kills someone, but it gets ignored.”

    “……There is something like this about that.”

    I raised my hands and covered my eyes and ears.

    “Judge, I neither saw nor heard anything.”

    “…….”

    “How about it?”

    “Teacher.”

    When I removed my hand and looked ahead, Ymir slightly tilted his head and looked at me.

    “Teacher, I don’t think that’s your true intention?”

    “My true intentions?”

    “If the teacher feels like something like that is going to happen, I think he will try his best to knock it down. Or leave this country, saying, ‘Hey, it’s a dirty world.’ ”

    “Then you might end up being ‘Steven’?”

    “Steven Even if you get beat up, if living here feels like shit, you should leave. In fact, there are countless people who left like that.”

    “…….”

    “If you ask, go abroad. In fact, Canada and the United States accepted many immigrants from Korea, right?”

    “I don’t know the details up to that point.”

    know.

    It’s just that because it’s Sejong Island, you can’t talk about it carelessly.

    “Student Ymir. I’m not a person with particularly strong patriotism, so if you say something like that to anyone other than me, you might get kicked out of Sejong Island.”

    “Oh my, am I eating Korleongtang then?”

    “You will pour a very thick bowl.”

    “Oh my. Is this a report?”

    “What do you say?”

    I tried to flick my forehead with my fingers one more time, but Ymir tilted his head back and raised both hands.

    “Are you going to keep hitting me?”

    “Even if I hit a straight face here, you, a person with special abilities, wouldn’t be hurt at all, right?”

    “It hurts my heart.”

    “Then restrain yourself. Don’t say anything strange either.”

    “If you hear something strange, the teacher will tell you first.”

    “It’s because there’s a basket in your head.”

    “Then I guess I should curse the person who made me think of the basket!”

    Ymir stabbed the pasta with a fork.

    “You said a bill is being made to lower the age of majority only for those with special abilities. Do you know why that happened? Would you like to look at the country from a foreigner’s perspective?”

    “You mean from the perspective of not being patriotic but just looking after the country?”

    “Yes. If you really think with malicious intent.”

    “Of course that’s right.”

    I also picked up some pasta.

    “The President’s grandson and granddaughter. They’re 17 years old this year.”

    “You got it right!”

    Ymir clapped his hands.

    “The granddaughter is now in Sejong Island, and the grandson is now in Busan. Both….”

    “S level. Twins too.”

    The president’s granddaughter is S-rank.

    This is not a common case.

    But if you think about it a little differently, this is possible.

    -My pledge is to turn my grandchildren into proper heroes and contribute to the country!

    What if the people voted unanimously for a politician with S-class grandchildren, and he was even elected president?

    “Did you say their names were ‘Jo’ and ‘Irene’? The man is Joe. This woman is like this.”

    “Yes. Both of them are indispensable S-level talents in this country.”

    “Not a hero?”

    “…Honestly, I only say this in front of the teacher, but they are rude kids.”

    Ymir continued speaking in an even more serious voice.

    Her voice was full of antipathy toward the President’s twins.

    “How do you know that?”

    “Because they are kids who live by their own pride. And because the two of them are territorial and abusive, there are quite a few C- and B-level talented people who immigrate. If you look on the internet, you’ll find quite a few interviews criticizing the two, right?”

    “…is this a story that can’t be found at all in Korea?”

    “That’s because information control is in place. In reality, you probably just killed someone too?”

    “It won’t be that much.”

    no.

    “If he were that kind of villain, the goblin would have come forward and broken his head off a long time ago.”

    “Even though the president is a relative?”

    “Goblin bats don’t get away just because they are politicians.”

    “Are you a Goblin fan?”

    “…A little?”

    Although I am not a fan myself.

    “Well. I also like goblins.”

    “Student Ymir? Why?”

    “It’s cool.”

    “Cool? Goblin? Probably not. Underneath the mask, you’re just ugly… that’s right!”

    My shins hurt.

    “Did you kick me just now?”

    “It’s a punishment for swearing at a goblin. Heung.”

    “No, are you a Goblin fan?”

    “I wasn’t a fan originally, but I became a so-called ‘fanboy’?”

    It is unfair.

    “Even though I can get past the Gukkka, I can’t get past the Goblin.”

    “Write….”

    I’m a goblin and I’m being attacked by people swearing at goblins.

    “It’s really too much, really. A person with this ability just beats up people.”

    “It’s level E.”

    “Even if it’s level E, it hurts. I’ll sue you later if I get bruised, so look forward to it.”

    “I prepared a message thinking I would tell them to take responsibility if something breaks, but I never thought they would sue me.”

    Ymir twitched the corners of his mouth with a sour expression.

    “But the teacher also hit me on the forehead.”

    “Is what you hit the same as what I hit?”

    “Why don’t you agree to a two-way assault?”

    “…Ugh. Don’t lose a word. Ta-bak, ta-bak.”

    “This is the essay I did.”

    While we were talking and chatting, the meal was over.

    “So what do you want to discuss?”

    “…Oops! Look at my mind.”

    “I thought they were going to talk seriously during tea time after eating, but I guess that wasn’t the case.”

    “I’m sorry. I was out of my mind while talking to the teacher.”

    Ymir, who had taken a sip of green tea, stood in the very center of the room.

    “Teacher.”

    “Why?”

    “I developed a new costume.”

    Ymir took off his Taegeuk watch and threw it on my bed, then took a stance as if he was going to do some Taekwondo-

    “Please stay tuned. My transformation!”

    ” I heard you’re a fan of Goblin, but are you also a fan of Dodge Rider-”

    “Sun Crystal Power!”

    My entire body began to sparkle in rainbow colors.

    “…Hey!!!”

    “Why?”

    “Your whole body is exposed!”

    “This is how girls usually transform!”

    I thought Dodge Rider would show up.

    “Ta-da!”

    Magical Ymir has appeared.

    Wearing a hanbok with a skirt that reaches up to her thighs.

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