episode_0010

I didn’t ‘prank’ the girl named Chen Ming-mei because I had any resentment or ill feelings towards her.

It’s just that the girl who bumped shoulders with me happened to be a Chinese guy. Don’t we need more reasons than that to hate Chinese people?

Of course, some politically correct people may argue that ‘groups’ and ‘individuals’ should be separated and that not all Chinese are bad Chinese.

“Dohan, honestly, you were a bit harsh….”

For example, like Kang Su-ho, who nags next to me to the point that my ears hurt.

Suho was making absurd claims that my personality was flawed.

“The kid was almost crying. Is there a need to be so upset just because he bumped his shoulder?”

“You’re a Chinese guy.”

“Don’t say it so confidently, you idiot… Just because he came from China doesn’t mean he’s bad.”

“Are you admitting that China is bad?”

“No, well, I don’t like China either… but there’s nothing wrong with that girl named May, right?”

I sighed at Suho’s foolishly naive words.

What does he really not know?

“Suho. Don’t try to distinguish between China and the Chinese. A Chinese is just a Chinese. Why is China called China? It’s China because it’s the country of the Chinese.”

“What kind of bullshit is that”

“He said he was Chinese.”

“what is that?”

“Chinese.”

brand. It is a word that Chinese people use to elevate themselves.

The reason why such words exist to exalt their own people is because the Chinese treat all other ethnic groups as barbarians. The title ‘hwain’ is a word that is filled with the consciousness of the chosen people, such as ‘I am different from those barbarians’ and ‘I am a proud civilized citizen of popularization’.

“Being Chinese means that all people who are not Chinese are barbarians.”

“….”

“If you feel proud of being born as a Chinese, and have filled your pride by selling that pride all your life, then that is just China itself. That means there is no need to distinguish between the country and the people. Getting drunk on Gukppong is an individual’s freedom, but Gukppong is “Wouldn’t it be even more cowardly to take lethal doses of soup and draw a line between the country and the people only when things are at a disadvantage?”

“Ugh, that’s difficult.”

“Just think about it. A chinese is a chinese.”

Kang Su-ho, who had been holding his head and thinking deeply for a while, opened his mouth as if he had suddenly remembered something.

“But Do-han, you started the fight regardless! You started calling the vice-principal a Negro from the entrance ceremony!”

“I got caught.”

In fact, it didn’t matter whether you were a Chinese, a jerk, a Yankee, or a nigger.

The important thing is that a chinese is a chinese, a jjakbari is a jjangbari, and a nigger is a nigger. It may seem like a play on words, but it really was true.

Disabled people are ignored because they are disabled, foreigners are hated because they are foreigners, and religious people are persecuted because they are religious. Discrimination was originally like that. You can fill in the details later.

I whispered kindly and benevolently, like a cult member encouraging volunteer work.

“Suho, you too, join the Raysist.”

“I don’t like it?!”

“How about making a club? Corea Crud Clan. CCC. Doesn’t that sound good?”

“It’s a KKK counterfeit, you crazy… You really got shot for doing that.”

“What? Suho, are you saying that black people are potential shooting terrorists?”

“Damn.”

Suho himself denies Jesus as resolutely as Peter did three times, but in my opinion, Suho has enough talent as a raceist.

You could tell just by looking at the way they confidently shouted their hatred of gays at the entrance ceremony. In the first place, hatred begins from such trivial and obvious things.

“If we create a club, Suho, I will make you the manager.”

“Fuck you. If you make a mistake, you’re going to blame me.”

“I got caught.”

This is why I don’t like quick-witted guys.

“But wouldn’t it be nice to start a club? We could build some friendships.”

“Dohan says you care about things like friendship…?”

“He treats people like social misfits.”

“….”

Suho looked at me like he was looking at a madman.

If I were to roughly guess the meaning of that gaze based on interest, it would be something like, ‘You’re a social misfit, you crazy person.’

I slapped Suho on the back of the head with a feeling of courtesy as he looked at Wang Geon, who was having ungodly thoughts.

“Why are you hitting me all of a sudden?!”

“Your head is full of baskets.”

“Can’t I even think?!”

“A sin committed with the mind is not lighter than a sin committed with the mouth.”

“Damn….”

I said it as a joke, but it was time to think about club activities.

Just yesterday, seniors in the dorm went around the freshmen floor to promote the club. I’m not sure what kind of club it is that they promote so passionately.

Going to a club doesn’t make you money… . hmm?

“Suho. Let’s make a club.”

“You’re crazy for not doing that.”

“No, no. It would be faster to take what is already there than to create it.”

“what?”

“Help me, Suho.”

“Are you trying to do something crazy again… Ugh, no. First of all, please explain what you’re planning.”

“I should take over the student newspaper…!”

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Although Avalon Academy has gone through several updates, it has become a PC game.

The essence of it was ultimately a game of chewing. The setting of the academy is roughly a light novel-like place meant to stimulate youthful drama-like sensibilities.

And of course, there is a ‘newspaper department’ in the Chewdeok game. (In fact, even if it is not a Chewdeok game, most real schools run student newspapers.)

“Suho. It has been said since long ago that whoever controls the newspapers controls public opinion.”

“Who reads newspapers these days?”

“Where is that stupid question?”

“what.”

“The important thing is not who sees it. It’s how you make it happen.”

“You’re not just saying anything, right…?”

“Haha, take a good look.”

I knocked on the door of the newspaper department with Suho. In front of the newspaper department classroom, there were stereotypical stickers such as ‘Reporters welcome’ and ‘Anonymity of informants guaranteed’.

After knocking on the door and waiting for a while, a tired, curly-haired woman crawled out like a zombie from inside. The round glasses look a little flimsy.

“who are you…?”

“Hello! Senior! My name is Kim Do-han, a freshman! This is my friend Kang Su-ho.”

“Ah, new student….”

“We are interested in the newspaper department, so would it be possible to tour it?”

“So you were a person who wanted to join the military?”

Suddenly, the senior turned from a zombie to a half-zombie, and his eyes sparkled.

“Welcome! Oh, my name is Andi Pulitzer. Feel free to call me Andy!”

“Yes, sister!”

When I received Andy’s greeting with the warmest greeting in the world, Suho Kang suddenly trembled.

Suho He can’t learn.

I spoke quickly on behalf of Su-ho, the man who was shaking.

“Sister! I want to take a quick look at that room.”

“Ah, yes! Come in, come in.”

“Oh, your nails are really neat. I’ve never seen anyone with such evenly trimmed nails.”

“Hehe, it would be inconvenient to have long fingernails if you want to work in the newspaper department. I keep taking care of them.”

“Oh, it’s cool because I feel like I’m a professional!”

“Hehehe.”

Andy Pulitzer felt embarrassed as if he was unfamiliar with the flattery that contained his entire soul, but he could not hold back a hearty laugh. Just by looking at this person, he is a nerd. He seemed to have no tolerance for flattery at all.

There was a strong smell of ink and paper in the newspaper department’s room.

There were mountains of paper piled up on each desk, and tree diagrams that looked like tree diagrams were drawn on the whiteboards set up here and there.

I definitely got the feeling that the newspaper department itself was doing quite well. Like it.

“Actually, when I was young, my dream was to become a reporter. Now, as an academy student, my dream is to become a hero who protects people, but I still can’t forget my admiration for reporters and journalism. Just like first love is hard to forget, I guess it’s because this is my first dream. ”

“Ah, you know that feeling!”

“If I get the chance, I really want to join the newspaper club… but I’m worried because I know very little about newspapers.”

“Don’t worry, don’t worry! When you come in, your seniors will tell you everything. Where are the kids who are good from the beginning?”

“Really? I’m glad! Then, could you teach me from now on? I’m sorry for causing you any inconvenience since I came on a sudden field trip, but….”

“Oh, it’s okay, it’s okay! Where is the nuisance between us?”

What is our relationship like?

A swindler and a brat trying to rip off the other person?

“Thank you! Sis!”

“Hehehe, if you have any questions, ask anything!”

“Ah, then that printer… looks something special?”

“Ah, that one? It’s a printer for mass printing and printed handouts that can be used on rough paper. That one can print out hundreds of pages in a matter of minutes?”

“Wow! Can you please show me?”

“Okay! I’ll show it to my junior.”

So, I played the role of an enthusiastic junior, catching Andy Pulitzer’s attention for a while.

Andy was so excited that he even hummed a song and explained in detail everything from start to finish, such as how to use a camera and how to write an article.

“Thank you for today! Sis! I’ll come see you next time with the application form!”

“Yes, yes! You don’t have to join, so come visit anytime! Okay?”

“Yes! Oh, can I get the contact information of the seniors in the newspaper club? If it’s okay, I’d like to ask them via text. I also want to get to know them in advance.”

“Ah, of course it’s okay! I’ll tell the others.”

After several hours, the club tour came to an end.

As I left the newspaper club’s club room, I asked Suho, whose face had almost turned pale.

“I found it?”

“First of all, I took pictures of everything that seemed plausible, but… isn’t this a problem?”

“Who does it matter?”

“….”

The essence of Avalon Academy is a shit game.

The Academy’s newspaper department also follows the cliché of the shit game. In fact, since this was a sub-scenario that did not receive much censorship beams, the setting did not change much.

Speaking of the newspaper club of the old game… .

“Paparazzi in the newspaper department….”

There is at least one means of generating profits illegally.

It was impossible to sell student newspapers for money, and the cost of paper or film alone was not an amount that students could easily afford.

“There are stalkers like you, Suho, but they’re usually just paparazzi.”

“I’m not a stalker! …But does this have any meaning? I took pictures of everything suspicious, but I’m sure he hid the really decisive evidence.”

“That’s enough. Actually, the evidence isn’t the point.”

If you try to use that anyway, wouldn’t it end with a few students from the newspaper club getting suspended?

What I want is to take advantage of the facilities of the newspaper department. In order to do this, the ‘Newspaper Department’ itself had to explode from within.

“Let’s start with the split.”

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The newspaper department’s suspicions were cleared.

A secret way to make money that only a few students in the newspaper department can do. Using that as an excuse, he anonymously left small ‘threats’ to some seniors.

The threat wasn’t anything special. It was a trivial and meaningless joke, like asking the professor this question during a certain lecture. Rather than a direct threat, the content was closer to a warning saying, “I know you did this.”

And that was enough. It’s hard to create an illusion about an ‘internal enemy’ that doesn’t exist.

Even though they are students at the academy, aren’t they just immature anyway? Unable to overcome the fear of becoming ‘criminals,’ students began to quit the newspaper club one by one. The rest of the people could not bear the rapidly unstable atmosphere of the newspaper department and stopped coming out.

“Oh, uh? Hyeonseong is quitting too? Why is everyone suddenly like this!”

Andi Pulitzer, the last remaining upperclassman, naturally became the head of the newspaper department.

However, even if I stayed alone and watched the newspaper department, there was nothing I could do except close it. The only way she had left was to work hard to sell the club to new students.

And they perished like dogs.

This is because Suho and I had spread rumors about the newspaper department in advance. About half of them were rumors based on facts.

“Do, Dohan! Are you coming in?!”

“Ah, senior….”

“I told you to call me sister!”

“Well, I hope you don’t call me too often because it’s burdensome… I was just interested in the newspaper club so I went on a field trip… but you keep doing this so it’s a little uncomfortable.”

“Ah, ah, sorry!”

And I tamed Andy through a lot of pushing and pushing.

As a nerd, it wasn’t that difficult to control Andy, who couldn’t let go of the newspaper department, which was already close to bankruptcy.

“I want to join the newspaper club with Suho.”

“…Okay, good idea! Thank you! Dohan!”

“But is it okay if I change the student newspaper’s management policy a little bit?”

“Uh, huh?”

“There are a lot of guidelines that seem a bit inefficient and unreasonable to me.”

“Ah, these are guidelines created by seniors who graduated.”

“sister.”

“Yes!”

“I think the printer is out of ink?”

“Ahh! I’ll fill it right away!”

So Suho and I took over the newspaper department.

“Suho, I’m glad you don’t have to be the manager, right?”

“Dohan, do you know you have a personality problem?”

“uh.”

“…A confidently bad boy.”

Although Suho didn’t really like it.