episode_0173

Transforming into a child had the potential to cause many problems.

What if I succeed in transforming, but it doesn’t go back to its original state?

-Child. Where did the librarian Do Ji-hwan who was here go?

-I suddenly became a child.

-…This ability turns you into a child? I’ve never heard of someone with such abilities! Take this kid and study it right now!

will be the subject of investigation.

Therefore, when transforming, I had to be very careful about returning to the original state, and above all, I needed to freely go back and forth between the states of a child and an adult.

But surprisingly, there was no big problem.

There was no time lag for me to return to my original state after transformation, and I was able to change my body at will.

It’s just that mana continues to be consumed after transformation.

Although permanent hiding is not possible like the Dark Knight, it is possible to maintain the state of a child by using only a small amount of mana and continuously consuming mana like a ghost agent.

In Dool’s case, it is a transformation to reduce mana consumption, but in my case, I have to use mana to transform.

Then, of course, there must be some good things about being a child, but when I think about such advantages, I have only experienced one so far.

– Too exaggerated! Come on! I’ll hug you.

-teacher. Can I keep holding you? Can I sleep while hugging the teacher instead of using a body pillow?

…There was no particular advantage other than Dool and Ymir’s skinship becoming more intense or contact being more frequent.

Hiding his identity as Do Ji-hwan may be meaningful, but if his identity is revealed like that, it would be better to be incarnated.

Well, whatever.

“Hello, Mr. Jihwan.”

“Thank you for your hard work, Seolhee. You must have been tired because you had a regular lecture in the afternoon.”

“That’s it. …Did you eat grilled meat?”

“Yes. I cooked beef.”

When I greeted Baek Seol-hee, I was my usual adult self, Do Ji-hwan, and I was busy freshening up the air in the room.

“Meat…did Ymir cook it well?”

“No? The teacher cooked it for you? I just took it. Hehehe.”

“Ji-hwan himself?”

“Yes. If I go to a place like a restaurant and eat grilled meat, I’m worried that other people will notice me, and I’m afraid that I’ll get criticized for having my picture taken. I bought it in advance.”

“…If I had known it would be like this, I would have just said no to dinner.”

Baek Seol-hee sat down on a chair with a depressed face.

“Didn’t you say that the faculty and staff were having a beef dinner?”

“Who you eat with is a different matter.”

“Ah.”

Beef is just like beef.

Eating beef with an uncomfortable person is nothing more than a thorn cushion.

“And I couldn’t eat properly.”

“Why?”

“A crazy professor who drank alcohol said he would cook it for me and turned it over with his chopsticks instead of tongs.”

“Ugh. Shouldn’t you have said you didn’t like it?”’

“When I talked to him on the spot, he said, ‘If I keep doing this, I’ll become a devil! He said ‘heh heh’ and the dinner party ended like that.”

“…….”

Was it a big mistake that I turned the meat over with my own chopsticks instead of using the tongs given to me?

Or is it a bigger mistake to have made such a mistake and said something that should not be said to a person with special abilities?

Personally, I would say the former, but from the perspective of someone with special abilities, the latter is much more unpleasant and irritating.

“Welcome. Would you like me to bake some more?”

“No. I’m trying to ventilate the air, but it’s a bit weird to make it smoke again for no reason. It’s okay because I ate a lot before the old man came.”

“…Did the professor just go around from table to table holding a drink?”

“Yes.”

“Wow, I really hate it.”

Ymir shook his head in disgust.

“Then you’re not just carrying around a glass and giving it to her to drink, sister?”

“That’s right. They even try to bump into the spit-covered side while saying a toast.”

“Wow, that’s disgusting.”

“I just came in there after smoking a cigarette.”

“Aaaah!”

Ymir screamed in disgust.

“Ugh. I really hate it…”

“Ymir, you could have experienced that too, right? Korean K-dinner culture.”

“Yes? Why?”

“That’s because the rule is to have a drink on Fridays with practice mates.”

No matter how hard you try to practice, you will go in together when you go to Sejong Island anyway.

Unless you become the enemy of Buddhism to the extent that you will never see each other for the rest of your life, at least at the end of practice, you will have a meal or a company dinner together and talk about various things with each other.

In the first place, the employees create that atmosphere and create tables with talented people to talk.

“It’s a bit dangerous when a person with special abilities drinks and gets drunk, but isn’t that why they all hire teachers and heroes to take care of that? Although everything failed this time.”

“Because it was a funeral, not a company dinner.”

Of course, one of my practice mates was the demon group, and they returned to Sejong Island with the first day of practice over, so there was no way they could have a proper company dinner.

At most, we became close friends on the first day and ended up exchanging contact information or simply having a conversation.

There is no way a proper conversation can take place.

“Ha. If the conclusion had been reached a little earlier, the company dinner would have ended sooner, and I would have been able to come and eat the meat that Ji-hwan grilled.”

“Conclusion?”

“Yes. Ymir, this is a story about you. The treatment of Platinum Sun has been decided.”

“…Oh.”

Ymir had just taken a bite of ice cream for dessert and his eyes were sparkling.

“I feel strange when I say treatment. Is it okay for it to be leaked now?”

“Even if it leaks, you don’t have to say ‘Baek Seol-hee said’. Jihwan too.”

“…I’ll pretend I didn’t hear anything.”

My cat may have heard.

“Keuhum. Since the government’s announcement will be made tomorrow morning anyway… Regarding Platinum Sun, we decided to formally request cooperation at the association level.”

“Cooperation?”

“Yes. Since Platinum Taeyang is a ‘hero’, unlike asking a villain for help, it is possible to ask a hero for help, right?”

Baek Seol-hee stood up from the chair and pretended to swing a baseball bat.

“I decided to ask Platinum Sun for help, whether once a week or once every 10 days. From now on, if anyone is caught as a demon, they will ask Platinum Sun to purify them when they are captured.”

“You don’t ask for a favor every time the devil appears, but there is a period of time?”

“Yes. It’s like consideration for Platinum Sun.”

“Is that consideration? I’m trying to pamper myself on a regular basis.”

I was annoyed for no reason.

“Aren’t they trying to use Ymir as they please? At one point they tried to use goblins to create an execution site, but now they are trying to use the platinum sun.”

“That’s right. The government decided that way.”

“What do you think, Seolhee?”

“…….”

Baek Seol-hee bowed her head for a moment.

“…First of all, I think the ‘purification’ itself must be accomplished. We need to discuss compensation further, but the conclusion reached today is to request support from Platinum Taeyang.”

“Did you have a company dinner with that?”

“Yes. There were a small number of people, including myself, who were of the opinion that Platinum Taeyang should receive compensation… and their opinions were ignored, saying, “Let’s have a meeting later.” It’s a familiar thing. What is the budget? Is it for the public good?…”

“Then it’s okay if I don’t go out?”

Ymir tilted his head.

“Why does everyone think that I will naturally go to purify the devil…?”

“No?”

“I’m going to go for purification, but listening to what she said now, it seems like the government has some similar thoughts…?”

Ymir placed the index fingers of both hands on his temples and narrowed his eyes.

“Is Korea trying to benefit by using the platinum sun’s demon purification ability to purify not only Korea but also other countries’ demons in Korea…? I guess something like that.”

“That’s right. Exactly. Now Korea is trying to carry out a ‘demon purification project’ against devils around the world. In fact, this is the way to appease Platinum Sun, the holder and core of the technology.”

“Breasts?”

“…patriotism!”

“I’m a foreigner. When using this ability, sometimes the color of the eyes even changes to gold.”

“You didn’t go around saying you were a foreigner. There are not just a few people whose hair or eye color changes while using this ability.”

Baek Seol-hee pointed to her hair.

“I have white hair too. The eye color is also close to gray-white.”

“Hmm…. So, they think I’m Korean and are using that patriotism to use me for national interest?”

“Okay. They are taking advantage of your belief that demons must be purified. Mir.”

Baek Seol-hee looked at Ymir with a stern face.

“Never be swayed. Even if I say I can’t help it, you are free. To put it bluntly, you can go back to your original country, Canada. It’s inevitable that his identity will be revealed a little bit. Or, you can just appear as an S+ level hero in the US.”

“Sister?”

“This is a story I tell as a hero senior, as an older sister, and as a colleague in my own right. Don’t let the state control you. You have to be the one to shake up the country. Got it?”

“…I feel very strange when my sister says that. Isn’t that right, teacher?”

“Sure.”

I can’t believe Baek Seol-hee, who works harder for the country than anyone else, would say something like that.

‘Is it because of the influence of me and Ymir?’

Even if I don’t, I hope that other people don’t have to be tied down by the government.

Just thinking about that is proof that Baek Seol-hee’s whiteness is slowly becoming cloudy.

“Whew…. Okay. sister. Thanks for the advice. I think he said something to the teacher first…”

“Ji-hwan probably feels the same way as me, right? Right, Mr. Ji-hwan?”

“…right.”

no.

Change ball here…?

“Oh, indeed. Look at my mind. Mr. Jihwan. I brought you a gift.”

“Gift?”

“Yes. Thank you always.”

Baek Seol-hee handed me a shopping bag she had brought with her.

“This is….”

“Shoes. I wanted you to wear them while working.”

“…….”

this.

It’s a trap.

“Shoes…?”

“Yes.”

Baek Seol-hee looked at me with a calm face and answered.

That shameless face right now is even more ridiculous than the advice I gave to Ymir.

“Shoe size, 280mm.”