episode_0094

Obviously, I don’t get along very well with my professors.

It’s not like I really care whether the professors die or not.

no.

Rather, I will welcome it with open arms.

In the euphoria of the Academy being clean, we’re going to have sex (chicken and beer).

[Even after episode 90, sex is still chicken and beer…what a pity.]

‘Fuck you.’

However, I am not on bad terms with almost all of my professors, but I am not on bad terms with all of them.

I felt a little sorry, since there was a professor I was on friendly terms with.

As a result, the Kim Shin-woo Act is blocking the professor’s lifeline.

So now.

I was sitting in the academy’s cafe waiting for Professor Kim Ji-seon.

Not long after, Professor Kim Ji-seon came into the cafe and found me.

Tight clothing that accentuates the body’s curves as usual.

“Student Shinwoo, am I too late?”

“No, you came just in time.”

When Professor Kim Ji-seon arrived, we ordered drinks.

“Professor, my account is frozen, but mine is also a bit…”

“……Your account is frozen, but you asked me to come here?”

“Because there’s no suitable place…”

“And why did you order the most expensive one?”

[You’re a bit more ugly this time.]

‘…Fuck.’

Professor Kim Ji-seon looked at me with slightly pitiful eyes.

Aside from that, fortunately, he even willingly paid for my drinks.

We grabbed our drinks, sat down and started talking.

“So, Shinwoo, what were you trying to say?

“I wanted to say that I’m sorry for causing you any harm.”

Still, I spoke with a slightly gloomy expression, but Professor Kim Ji-seon waved her hand as if it was no problem.

“Ah, Kim Shin-woo’s law? I don’t care anyway.”

“Huh?”

“I don’t use research assistants. If I really need someone, I use contract workers.”

[Teacher, how can a professor do something like that!]

‘That’s ridiculous…’

I questioned the unbelievable situation.

“Really?”

“Yes. In the first place, this isn’t a level of research that would require a research student.”

iced coffee.

This is a real professor.

Everything I’ve seen so far isn’t professorial, it’s trash.

[Wouldn’t you, my lady, be an innocent victim in your plans?]

‘Oh, that’s right. We can’t have innocent victims.’

But, to my dismay, the words that came out of Professor Kim Ji-seon’s mouth were shocking.

“Still, if I can do it by next year, I’ll be happy to be leaving this place!”

“Are you only going to be a professor until next year?”

“Yes, to be exact, only until the first semester of next year.”

“That’s great. Congratulations.”

“That’s right. This damn place is finally over. Thank you.”

It’s something to celebrate.

Because you won’t experience losing your job.

“Rather, I would like to take this opportunity to say thank you again.”

“Oh, right. Did you get all the money from Mr. Kang Hyuk?”

“Yes, thanks.”

Professor Kim Ji-seon, who started to make the happiest expression I’ve seen today.

I guess you must have been going through a lot of mental anguish during that time.

Then he opened his mouth with an expression on his face as if he had just remembered something.

“Oh, right. Do you remember last time I said I would make a restaurant reservation for you?”

“You mean the restaurant you told Hyeji about?”

“Yes, the reservation itself was quite tight. I think I will be able to visit next year.”

“Isn’t that too much of a burden?”

“It’s okay. It doesn’t even count as interest received.”

Professor Kim Ji-seon waved her hand as if there was no problem.

As if that amount of money was nothing.

“……How much did you lend me?”

“……Don’t ask.”

Our conversation ended in a sad silence.

***

One morning.

There was a package left in front of the door.

I wanted to know who it was, so I checked the sender. It was a package from the Korea Hunter Association.

When I opened the parcel, there was a certificate in the form of a necklace with a colored border.

Yes, that’s right.

A certificate of the same grade obtained through the last promotion.

It’s finally coming

‘I’m a brat now!’

[What are you excited about, you little brat?]

‘That’s why you Gautiers can’t do it. You don’t know this earnestness.’

If you say other grades are Gnimti, it’s naturally a grade that gets crushed.

The treatment is better than that of the iron class.

Among hunters, the iron grade is considered below human level, and the bronze grade is considered at the very end of human level.

In the first place, the most common grades in the hunter ecosystem are iron and copper, so it’s not something you can show off.

But where is the classroom I am in now?

This is the classroom right here.

Attakki and Buttakki.

Even though it is ignored because it is an adjacent level, it is a wall that cannot be easily overcome.

Why would the kids go to such lengths to insult the kids?

Of course I’m jealous, that’s why.

Those guys who really curse at Buttocks like crazy, when they actually come up as Buttocks, they really start beating down Attocks like dogs.

– But if it’s the same grade, it’s one person’s share. Iron grade? Is that a person?

– Honestly, if they aren’t even of the same level, they should be denied the right to speak.

– If you are that old and still haven’t reached the same rank, you can just commit suicide and be reborn to get a higher rank.

– If you grade Hanwoo lambs, it would probably be better than iron grades.

At that moment, I suddenly remembered my mother who used to tease me so cruelly in a 1:1 match.

‘Mom…I didn’t get the bronze you wanted, but I got that bronze!’

[…There’s a retard here who’s worse at LoL than his mother.]

‘I rather like it.’

If your mom is better at LoL than you, you’ll have the ultimate advantage.

Immune to the pad-lip that says, “If the jungle cub came and played LoL, it would be better than this.”

Because it’s true.

[So, have you ever tried ranking with your mother?]

‘I did, but whenever we play games, he keeps saying, ‘Fuck, Mom, the son is different,’ so we don’t play together.’

I put my certificate in my pocket and went to the classroom.

As soon as I entered the classroom, I pretended to fall forward while making loud noises on purpose.

“Ah …

Feeling everyone’s eyes on him, he drops the same level certificate from his pocket to the floor.

Then Hyeji noticed my behavior and started to get excited and shouted loudly.

“Shinwoo, are you okay? Huh? What is that?”

“Oh, this? It’s nothing special, just a certificate of the same level.”

As expected, it’s Hyeji.

Because there has never been a gang response as clean as this.

“You already got this rank? That’s amazing!”

“I just took the test for fun~ I’m a little embarrassed that I only got the same grade.”

“It hasn’t even been a year and already at the same level, that’s really amazing!”

“Honestly, isn’t a year a month for a punk? Am I the only one who thinks so?”

I started to hear other students’ grumbling.

At that moment, Hyeji also became flustered and dropped her certificate on the classroom floor.

This time it’s my turn to help.

“Huh? Hyeji. You got promoted too! Congratulations!”

“I don’t really need this, but he insists on giving it to me. Ugh.”

[If it’s at the hedge level, doesn’t it really seem unnecessary?]

‘…I see, that’s what I’m saying.’

Hyeji let out a short sigh with an indifferent expression.

But contrary to what he said, he quickly wiped the dust off his certificate and carefully put it in his pocket.

“As expected, Hyejin! Congratulations on your promotion to the same rank!”

“I think it’s a bit too much to be congratulated with such a small decoration.”

“Oh, really? Still, I should congratulate Attak for getting promoted in the classroom.”

“Hmm…is that so?”

“Some people say they can’t get promoted even after several years, but you got promoted in just one year! That’s amazing!”

“You should be promoted in a year. Ugh, it’s kind of embarrassing to wear it around your neck.”

Now most students were gritting their teeth.

Some people even couldn’t hold back their anger and started swearing in low voices.

“Fuck, the two of them are fucking crazy.”

“Those fucking kids. They’re pretending they did it while riding the bus.”

“These little shits are really acting like fucking shit since morning.”

“Where’s the captain’s kid? Those kids aren’t even blocked.”

” Please turn off the cafe, chew, ◦ ◦ ◦

The students’ swearing was getting more and more violent, but I wasn’t affected at all.

no.

On the contrary, I was happy.

Why do you deceive?

Part of it is to show off how much I’ve done, but mostly it’s to see that kind of anger and inferiority complex.

Because of that, even though the Bitiks are always getting cursed at, they still post things like, “I accidentally pressed the level button and got an SSR. Ugh, I don’t need this. Is this useful?”

Looking at Hyeji and I like that, Jeong A-yeon coughed a few times and then suddenly got up.

Jung Ah-yeon then drops her silver level certificate in an extremely awkward manner.

“Oh, oh, oh! Ahem. My wife accidentally dropped her certificate. Confucius, can you pick it up for me?”

“……”

Still, I spoke as if I was reading from a textbook, hoping to get at least some response.

“Wow. Really. It’s awesome.”

“I see? I don’t really need it, so I don’t know why I should have it.”

‘okay?’

[You?]

I picked up Jeong Ah-yeon’s certificate and quickly went to the window and opened it.

Jeong A-yeon, who noticed my behavior too late, rushed out to stop me.

It’s already too late.

Just before Jeong Ah-yeon arrives.

I waved my hand holding Jeong Ah-yeon’s certificate out the window.

“No!!!!!”

Jeong Ah-yeon let out a scream and collapsed into her seat.

And as soon as I woke up, he grabbed me roughly by the collar.

“Why on earth did you throw it away!”

“You said you didn’t need me.”

“But you don’t have to throw it away!!”

“I don’t know why you have to have it, so I was wondering if you would know the reason if you lost your license.”

“Fuck you!!!!”

[…You were also a jerk, so why are you punishing Jeong A-yeon?]

‘Oh, when I do it, I brag. When others do it, it’s trivial.’

Jeong Ah-yeon grabbed her hair and ran out of the classroom even though class was about to start.

As Jeong Ah-yeon left, Hye-ji spoke to me with a worried expression.

“Shinwoo, no matter what, throwing it was a bit harsh.”

“Huh? I didn’t throw it?”

He answered while showing Jeong Ah-yeon’s certificate to Hye-ji.

In the beginning, I just waved my hand holding the certificate.

However, Jeong Ah-yeon misunderstood and went out.

Jeong Ah-yeon returned a little later with a gloomy expression.

In that short period of time, I went down from the 5th floor and then came back up to the 5th floor again.

I looked at Jeong A-yeon with a gloomy expression and waved her ID card.

“Jeong Ah-yeon. Actually, I didn’t throw it. Were you scared?”

Instead of answering, Jeong A-yeon landed a powerful and clean kick to my jaw.

It was the first time that Jeong Ah-yeon appeared unmanned.