The second semester was quite busy and intense.

    The constant supervision of professors on weekdays. The difficulty level of practical training suddenly increased by professors.

    On weekends, I would carry out assignments with Hyeji, and in between, we would have small talk about things like the academy festivals that passed by.

    ‘You little shit who’s a piece of shit, why are you skipping the festival!!’

    [Perhaps there is no festival in the background knowledge.]

    ‘You little punk, you must have made a fuss about trying to get in during the festival and then got cut and ended up drinking alone.’

    [Is there really such a person? If so, wouldn’t it be better to just leave?]

    -You, the dogs.

    Anyway, it was a more peaceful day than I expected.

    But as if to put an end to that period, a sudden ordeal came upon me.

    okay.

    The final exam was an ordeal.

    ***

    The final exam is a method of clearing a dungeon randomly set by the academy with four people of your choice.

    It was usually the professor’s cruel proclamation, ‘Groups of four close friends should do it.’

    ‘How hard is it to get four Shibalums together?’

    [Isn’t PTSD a word that comes up? Four close friends…]

    ‘It must be that fucking idiot’s PTSD.’

    [I don’t think I’ve ever filled out a single questionnaire asking me to name my close friends.]

    -You guys.

    I coolly ignored the swear words that kept coming from somewhere.

    Instead, I focused on the words of Professor Park Mi-ran, who supervised this year’s final exam.

    “Everyone, as I mentioned before, the final exam will be conducted in groups of four.

    Four close friends will form a group, and those whose circumstances do not allow for this will be randomly selected to form a group.

    The test is simple: a group of four must clear the dungeon by any means necessary.

    One of our professors will accompany you to supervise this exam.

    But the professor won’t do anything. Our role is only to supervise.

    Also, for a more realistic feel, we will only be monitoring with drones. ”

    Since we didn’t have many close friends anyway, we naturally formed a group with three people: Hyeji, Jeong Ayeon, and me.

    While I was thinking about who to recruit, I was still short one person.

    Professor Park Mi-ran came to our group and said something that was like a bolt from the blue.

    “Student Shinwoo, we will not allow defensive courts in this exam.”

    “Why?”

    “For the sake of fairness.”

    “…Other students are wearing it.”

    “Those are other students. If Shinwoo wears it, his/her exam will be invalidated.

    Suddenly, Professor Park Mi-ran pointed at me and pointed out my equipment.

    Professor Park Mi-ran singled me out for pointing out that while several other students were wearing defensive coats.

    There was no dog.

    [You were caught by the Kim Shin-woo Act.]

    ‘Mommy, this is what a spinster bastard does.’

    [What are you going to do?]

    ‘Park Mi-ran, you fucking bitch. I won’t kill you nicely.’

    However, Professor Park Mi-ran’s restraint did not stop.

    “In the case of Hyeji, her ability to use it in this final exam is limited.”

    “Please give me a good reason.”

    Hyeji was responding with her own style of polite speech.

    Of course, with an incendiary grenade in hand, which is a great conversation starter.

    “That’s… Since Hyeji’s power is quite outstanding, for the sake of fairness…”

    “Would it be fair when everything turns to ashes?”

    Hyeji hooked her finger on the safety pin of the soy grenade.

    Hyeji prepares to burn down the final exam site at any moment, answering with dead eyes.

    Seeing this, Professor Park Mi-ran spoke urgently.

    “Instead, Hyeji, I will definitely give you full marks on this test! Please, take your hands off the grenade!”

    “Is that all?”

    “And I’ll give you the priority to choose one of the remaining members! So please save me!”

    In the end, Hyeji, who was in charge of most of the power in this group, was nerfed.

    Prohibition on the implementation of firearms or other lethal weapons.

    The only implementable ones are one dagger and one sledgehammer.

    Then, Jeong A-yeon said to Professor Park Mi-ran with eyes filled with anticipation.

    “Ahem. May I ask what kind of restrictions you will impose on your wife?”

    “Are you a student? Why?”

    “…….”

    Jeong Ah-yeon is thoroughly ignored.

    I said this while looking at Jeong Ah-yeon like that.

    “Hey, congratulations. You didn’t get any penalty.”

    “……For some reason, it seems like only the girl’s heart is hurting more.”

    In the meantime, Hyeji looked at me and Jeong Ayeon and said.

    “Who do you want to be the last one?”

    “I don’t care who comes.”

    “Shinwoo, do you want to decide?”

    “Can I decide?”

    “It doesn’t matter.”

    I have a baby in mind.

    That fuck.

    I pointed my finger straight at the target I was aiming for.

    “Come out, you golden bitch.”

    ” Why do you, this dog! ◦ ◦ ◦

    Kim Yuna.

    The gold digger who was giving me a hard time last time.

    I pointed her out without a moment’s hesitation.

    Luckily, Kim Yu-na was not in any group and was wandering around.

    “If you keep nagging me, I’ll make you produce lemonade below me?”

    “Hi!”

    Kim Yu-na shudders as she recalls the golden shower she created due to her ‘mistake’ of accidentally dropping her weapon and sending it towards Kim Yu-na.

    It seemed like if I just prodded her a little more, another glass of lemonade would come out.

    As Kim Yu-na hesitated and came towards us, Hye-ji and Jeong A-yeon spoke quietly to me.

    “Shinwoo, why that kid? Add the heroine? I said I’m the real heroine.”

    “Please don’t run wild, I don’t even intend to draw that kid.”

    “Confucius, in my opinion, it seems useless.”

    Jeong Ah-yeon is right.

    It’s useless.

    But I have to take care of it.

    certainly.

    When everyone including Kim Yu-na gathered, Kim Yu-na suddenly started picking on me.

    “Why did you choose me? Did you fall in love with me? You’re not my type, so wake up.”

    “Please don’t be a bitch, you son of a bitch.”

    “Bitch, if you look at the heroine’s seat, I’ll kill you.”

    “Eek!!”

    Hyeji trying to make a fortune.

    Seeing Hye-ji’s appearance, which was like an evil spirit or a demon, Kim Yu-na started operating the lemonade production plant once again.

    Before the lemonade on Kim Yu-na’s skirt had even dried, it was our group’s turn.

    Before entering the gate, I checked my weapons.

    Unlike before, there is only one longsword on a bare body.

    It was a very poor situation, like Hyeji’s chest that had nothing.

    – Bang!

    “……Hyeji, why are you suddenly shooting at me?”

    “I think I described something unclean.”

    ‘Damn, I almost had lemonade.’

    [That was dangerous.]

    After destroying the gun that Hyeji had implemented, we tried to enter the gate.

    Before entering the gate, I bumped shoulders with Kim Yu-na.

    “What are you talking about?”

    “Ah, it stinks, get out of here you fucking bitch.”

    ” Do you have a tail to Shinwoo?

    “No, Hyeji!”

    When Hyeji glared, Kim Yuna shook her head in panic.

    Leaving Kim Yu-na alone, we entered the gate.

    After that, Professor Park Mi-ran and the drone followed us.

    Lastly, everyone came in, including Kim Yu-na, who rushed in.

    It was the start of the final exams.

    ***

    ‘pup.’

    The feeling that came to Professor Park Mi-ran’s mind as soon as she saw Kim Shin-woo.

    From the perspective of having to employ as many researchers as possible, the emergence of the Kim Shin-woo Act was like a bolt from the blue.

    The Kim Shin-woo Act has not yet reached the stage of promulgation, but it is only a matter of time.

    ‘I won’t kill you nicely.’

    Even the professors’ protests became difficult due to the appearance and remarks of Director Jang In-hyeok last time.

    Although he harbored resentment and hatred toward Director Jang In-hyeok, he was still a powerful figure in the academy.

    Since he couldn’t point the sword at anyone, the tip of the sword was naturally pointed at the relatively easy Kim Shin-woo.

    ‘I can’t wait to see how fucking hard the test will be.’

    While Kim Shin-woo and his group are busy talking, he quietly manipulates the control panel.

    What will be manipulated are the conditions for the dungeon where Kim Shin-woo and his group will take the test.

    As difficult and dirty as possible.

    To a level that can never be cleared.

    Professor Park Mi-ran ground her teeth while manipulating the control panel.

    Because of a thought that suddenly occurred to me.

    ‘You little shit, you dare put a bug in my pocket?’

    Previously, I told Kim Shin-woo to throw the trash can and clean it up.

    Then, Kim Shin-woo quietly cleaned up, then passed by Professor Miran and put two cockroaches wrapped in trash in his pocket.

    I only found out about it when I got home, and I even missed one of them.

    In the end, I had to spend each day anxiously listening to the sound of something knocking on the door somewhere every night.

    ‘If you like bugs so much, meet a lot of fucks.’

    The dungeon filled with Professor Park Mi-ran’s private interests has been completed.

    The number of individuals was also at its maximum, and some gimmicks were thrown in without even looking.

    After all, it was not Professor Park Mi-ran who would suffer, but Kim Shin-woo and his group.

    As she followed Kim Shin-woo and his group, Professor Park Mi-ran began to laugh viciously.

    With Hyeji also being nerfed, there is no longer anything to protect Kim Shin-woo.

    I felt sorry for the last student, but it was an unavoidable sacrifice to save Kim Shin-woo.

    ‘I’ll tell you what happens if you climb up on the professor.’

    It was Professor Park Mi-ran who entered the gate with a heart full of anticipation.

    It is not known how things will unfold in the future.

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