episode_0237

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The inquiry was no different. A neatly dressed teacher came in and said one simple thing.

I was excited for a while because I was starting school in a different world, but it quickly became boring due to the rewind of a boring documentary tape.

I hope that the next dimension you move to when you die is a fantasy world with an academy.

I want to learn magic and create a harem.

If you are loved to death by the opposite sex, it won’t last long.

“…….”

I felt eyes on me and turned my head slightly to see Shin Jeong-ah quietly glancing at me.

Stop looking. My face will be pierced.

There might have been a softer way to return him to his seat.

I also felt like I pushed him away rather harshly because I wanted to distance myself from the friends I used to hang out with.

Haven’t you already experienced the reaction when you push hard?

I got goosebumps when I saw the crazy look in Garam’s eyes as he was planning on tearing down the front door.

Even if you push it, it shouldn’t be too strong.

But, I only know this way.

I have never experienced, nor have I ever experienced, a slow separation from a relationship with someone.

Because disconnection and separation always came to me suddenly.

[Is there nothing more to say?]

The voice of my girlfriend, whom I thought I had forgotten after being transported to multiple dimensions, played in my head.

Oh, let me correct this. ‘Ex’ girlfriend.

I shook my head, saying there was no need to recall the memories of her who left me so cruelly.

Jeong Sang-hoon looked at me like that with a strange look on his face.

“Okay, this is the end of the inquiry… Is it Inho? Let me see for a moment.”

The assembly ended before I knew it, and my homeroom teacher called my name.

I got up without a word and followed him.

I felt the eyes of countless students on my back like commendations.

The assembly must have ended around the same time, and students were walking in pairs in the hallway.

Some people were seen sticking their faces into other classes to borrow gym clothes, while others were seen stamping their feet because they couldn’t borrow books.

Although it was a little different, I followed the teacher, taking in the familiar scenery in my eyes.

After passing through a warm-colored hallway and going down a few flights of stairs, the teacher’s office appeared.

“Come in.”

As I followed my homeroom teacher into the teacher’s office, I saw teachers of various ages sitting in their seats.

When I was young, the teacher’s office was a space that was difficult to get into, but now, to me, it just feels like an office for office workers.

When I think about it again, I think about half of the teachers in this classroom are younger than me.

With that thought in mind, the image of tired office workers receiving a salary stands out more than the image of a sacred educator.

It seems that the true nature of the world is revealed only with time.

“Sit here.”

My homeroom teacher unfolded a simple chair and placed it in front of me.

I put my butt down without saying anything, and my homeroom teacher quenched her thirst with water from a mug on the desk.

“So, did anything special happen during the suspension?”

I was a little surprised to hear a more friendly voice than I expected, considering that he was dealing with a problem child.

“Yes. Nothing much happened.”

“Yes, I’m glad.”

And there was a dull silence.

It’s like a blind date with someone you don’t like.

After a few minutes of looking at each other, the bell announcing first period rang throughout the teacher’s office.

I followed several teachers who were fixated on the monitor as they gathered up their class materials and left.

“Well…what didn’t your father say?”

The homeroom teacher said after a long pause.

“Yes. He just told me not to crash.”

“Well, I see. Well, didn’t you tell me about the teacher?”

Like a puppy that wants to poop, the teacher adjusted its posture several times.

“Yes…? You didn’t say anything special.”

“Yes, I understand. If anyone asks, please tell me clearly. Class started. Hurry up and go.”

My homeroom teacher sighed in relief and tapped my shoulder a couple of times.

I stood up and looked down at him.

“How can I say this well?”

Those words came out of nowhere.

“Huh?”

“I don’t know what to say when my father asks.”

“Just… take good care of me… that’s it?”

The homeroom teacher looked away, probably because she was embarrassed to say it with her own mouth.

Ah… that’s it.

I thought I knew why I kept feeling uncomfortable.

“Teacher. Kim Su-ho transferred to a new school, right? I guess their father didn’t contact you?”

Suho Kim.

This is the name of the student who was harassed by the original owner of this body.

“…….”

“Ah… I said something pointless. Sorry.”

I said hello and left the teacher’s office.

A world where perpetrators are proud and victims have to hide in the shadows.

Experiencing a dark short story that I had only seen on the news or in dramas made me feel bloated and my mouth was extremely bitter.

***

As if to test my resolve to steadily attend class and change the evaluation, the crisis came sooner than expected.

Lunch hour.

I couldn’t shake off Shin Jeong-ah’s persistent insistence that we go eat together.

In the hallway leading to the cafeteria, I met the original gang that I had only seen through messengers.

“Uh, are you here?”

Jintae Kim. It was his name on his school uniform top.

He greeted me warmly, looking quite fierce.

I smiled awkwardly and took the lead, and Shin Jeong-ah seemed to have let go of the resentment from the assembly and started chattering next to me.

Kim Jin-tae, Sung Yun-ho, Jeong A-ra, and Lee Mi-jeong joined.

As we were walking down the hallway in a group, other children came up to the wall and made way for us.

It’s not a Ssang8nyeon or Iljin cartoon, and it’s so contrived that I was speechless for a moment.

There was already a long line of students in front of the cafeteria.

“Wow, make a long line.”

Seong Yunho said.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

I stood silently at the end of the line, and Kim Jin-tae, who saw me, laughed as if it were absurd.

“You have to stand in line.”

When I pointed to the line with my chin, Jintae Kim’s eyes widened as if he was in culture shock.

It was a bonus that Shin Jeong-ah, who was next to me, looked at me with a sad look on her face.

“What happened during your suspension?”

Kim Jin-tae’s serious face turned towards me.

I responded with a shrug.

“I guess suspension is scary. This guy is such a fucking idiot. Hey, did you get hit by your dad?”

Kim Jin-tae smiled bitterly as he looked around the gang.

I felt a little offended by the dismissive remarks, but these were actually coming from a kid who was 10 years older than me.

In times like this, it would be right to act like an adult.

“Oh! sorry. It was a mistake.”

As I was thinking that, a male student who was talking with his friends bumped into Shin Jeong-ah.

Shin Jeong-ah, who was defenseless, was pushed forward and stumbled greatly, and soon swept up her long hair and glared fiercely at the student who bumped into her.

“Ah, fuck you.”

Wow, Jeongya. Your swearing diction is so bad. Do you want to go on Show Me the Money?

As if Shin Jeong-ah’s curse had rang a bell, Kim Jin-tae walked up with long strides and pushed the male student’s shoulder.

A male student with shaved shoulders looked at Kim Jin-tae with a puzzled expression.

“Well, I made a mistake too.”

The male student’s pupils began to shake at the attitude of Kim Jin-tae, who smiled with his chest wide open.

Perhaps it is to measure the outcome of a fight?

After calculating for a while, he apologized again to Shin Jeong-ah.

Still, Shin Jeong-ah seemed to be still angry and continued swearing softly.

From then on, Kim Jin-tae started acting suspiciously.

He subtly turned his body toward the student from earlier, pretending to have a conversation with us, and then stretched out loud.

His fist stretched out backwards and hit the boy on the side of the head.

The male student who was suddenly hit with a fist stumbled without even moaning.

“Oh, sorry. Were you there?”

Kim Jin-tae chuckled and laughed at the male student.

The male student was trembling in humiliation, but was unable to look in this direction.

His friends put up a timid resistance, pulling their friend who had been hit by an unexpected blow towards them.

Shin Jeong-ah’s swearing continued, and Kim Jin-tae did not stop.

Kim Jin-tae tapped the student’s forehead with his finger.

“Why?”

– Tuk Tuk

With each movement of the finger, the student’s head tilted back.

“Hey, stop.”

I couldn’t leave it any longer, so I spoke quietly, but Kim Jin-tae didn’t stop, as if he couldn’t hear me.

The force of Kim Jin-tae’s fingers became stronger, and the student’s neck creaked pitifully as he was pushed back.

“I told you to stop?”

He approached Jin-tae Kim behind him and more actively stopped him by placing his hand on his shoulder.

“Ah~ Let go.”

What was Jin-tae Kim so angry about? He shook his shoulders and shook my hand away.

…Look at this guy?

“Pick it? uh? Do you want to pick it?”

– Tuk Tuk

Now, kick the opponent’s joint with your foot.

A feeling of humiliation was gradually building in the eyes of the student who was being kicked.

“Are you scared?”

Kim Jin-tae seemed to like that, smiling heartily and raising his palm.

Is he trying to stab me with his hand?

The whole process seemed like slow motion to me.

Ah… that won’t work.

You need to get hit.

I grabbed Kim Jin-tae’s shoulder and turned him around.

While Kim Jin-tae, who suddenly turned around, looked away to understand the situation, he kicked his knee with a low kick.

“Evil!”

He let out a single scream and his body broke.

Just like he did, I raised my hand high and swung it downward.

– mate!

Kim Jin-tae’s face turns violently.

Hand stabbing is an attack that focuses more on humiliation than pain.

I waved my hand again at Kim Jin-tae, who was looking up at me with a bewildered expression.

– mate!

“I told you to stop.”

– mate!

Inho! Shin Jeong-ah clung to me.

I twisted my body slightly and pulled her away.

– mate!

– mate!

– mate!

Jintae Kim’s cheeks turned red as he slapped him repeatedly.

It will swell over time.

“Hey… you… fuck…”

Kim Jin-tae stuttered, probably not expecting me to hit him like this.

Eyes filled with bewilderment and anger.

But, if you look at it that way, what are you going to do?

I forced his body up, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him up so that he could barely stand on tiptoe.

“Hey… Jintae Kim.”

“…….”

“Jintae.”

“…….”

“I’m calling you. your name. Jintae.”

“…uh.”

It was very unpleasant to see me with such irreverent eyes, but I decided to let it go.

Because I am an adult.

“Let’s stand in line quietly and eat. Huh?”

I smile and look up at him.

Kim Jin-tae had a snowball fight with me for a while.

I don’t know the details of what kind of struggle is going on inside him.

However, I can only vaguely assume that he is torn between resistance and submission.

“…Yes.”

And as if the conflict was over, Kim Jin-tae lowered his eyes to one side.

I let go of my hand on his collar and tapped his shoulder.

“Hey, but what’s on the menu today.”

When I spoke to him in a friendly manner as if nothing had happened, Kim Jin-tae treated me like I was seeing a crazy person.

I feel a little sad.

You can fight with friends.