When a nuclear weapon was suddenly dropped on the main base, our Miss Kim Go-eun was racking her brains and experiencing untimely despair.

    “I didn’t know that our ladies were so interested in being class president. At least I can give up this seat to Go Eun, so let’s do our best together?”

    “Go, go, go, go, together!!!?”

    Of course, with a wink from Dong-gun Yoon, that feeling of despair turned into ashes and scattered out the classroom window. His mood swings were so quick that I thought he might have bipolar disorder, but since he seemed happy, I guess it wouldn’t be a problem.

    Anyway, looking at the situation, it was like this. Dong-gun Yoon simply thought that the sudden increase in the number of candidates for class president was ‘Ah, these people want to be class president,’ and the boy, with his unique consideration for second-year middle school students, gave up the position.

    Thanks to Yoon Dong-gun’s eccentricity that started with ‘Wouldn’t it look cool if I did this?’, Kim Go-eun and I were hit with a nuclear bomb head-on. It’s a situation that can’t help but be like a dog.

    “Kooo….”

    “Why, why are you like this, Jiunaaa!!?”

    No matter how hard Park Ha-eun shook my body, I could hardly be freed from this chaos-destroying manga. Now that my amazing plan to beat up Hong Seol with Yoon Dong-gun has gone astray, I don’t even know how to get out of this messed up situation.

    “Stomach, does your stomach hurt? Should I give mom her weak hand??”

    “No, it’s all better.”

    “?”

    First of all, a heartache is a pain, and I had to hastily raise my upper body from my prone position before Park Ha-eun’s hand came up to my stomach.

    If not, another being will arise between Park Ha-eun’s legs. Then it is clearly a huge accident. It was said that a miracle could be created that would unfold before one’s eyes in a juvenile detention center in an instant.

    “Umm… Then, Dong-gun? Go Eun is the class president and you are the vice class president, right?”

    “No problem. Sensei.”

    “Please speak only of one nationality per word..”

    It was Yoon Dong-gun who was driving a wedge. If it weren’t for the main character, I would have made him become one with the classroom floor with a WWE-style choke slam, but I couldn’t help but feel really disappointed.

    Of course, the public opinion of our people did not change despite the sudden retirement of the leader(?). The female students all praised Yoon Dong-gun, saying that he was very considerate, and Yoon Dong-gun simply waved his hand at them to show off his strong approval rating.

    “Now, now, now, please take care of me, Dong-geon…! The honeymoon… Ah, no no!! What should I scream now…”

    It looks like Kim Go-eun is already preparing for her honeymoon. Well, the class president and vice class president had no choice but to stick around a lot, so it was worth dreaming about it.

    Whether that dream is as vain as my dream of connecting Yoon Dong-gun and Hong Seol, or whether it is a feasible plan is up to you.

    “Go-eun, are you interested in Dong-gun?”

    “, you’re really perceptive, you.”

    “That’s right? Maybe I was the first one in this class to notice?”

    It was Park Ha-eun who truly understood my 100% irony. You were probably the last to notice in this class, Park Ha-eun.

    Even if you ask Jjam Tiger, who resides in the backyard of the school cafeteria, he would have already known that Kim Go-eun is interested in Yoon Dong-gun. From what I remember, she was a girl who showed off a lot from the first day of school.

    “…But you don’t really feel anything?”

    “Hmm? Mo?”

    She speaks with her characteristic slow pronunciation as if she doesn’t know anything. Still, one of my close friends, Kim Go-eun, said she was interested in Yoon Dong-gun, but I felt like she was treating him like it was someone else’s business.

    “Do you mind if Kim Go-eun ends up dating Yoon Dong-gun?”

    “Umm… It’s nothing…!”

    Park Ha-eun crossed her arms (at that moment, her chest rose like a rocket) and pondered, then fell asleep and seemed to realize the seriousness of the situation.

    Yes, originally you were Yoon Dong-gun’s woman. Even though it is now a different world of about 38 dimensions, I am still trying to revive those fundamental memories, Park Ha-eun!!

    “Of course, isn’t it? I guess…”

    “Well, if you two start dating, the time you can spend together will decrease, right? Because Go-eun and Dong-gun will probably be the only ones playing together.”

    What does this mean?

    As I was looking at Park Ha-eun as if I was dumbfounded, she started talking as if she was having trouble.

    “Dong-gun and Go-eun are both good guys, so I want to see them for a long time, but if they start dating, won’t they only be able to see each other alone? I hate that! Ah, no… Still, it’s true that you have to be considerate when dating, but…”

    “….If it’s just that, it’s okay to ask for it when you go on a date.”

    “Well, that’s not allowed! It’s not a good idea for someone to interfere in your relationship! You and I are on a date and someone barges in. Just imagine… ”

    As I was looking at Park Ha-eun as if I had suddenly heard a strange example, she suddenly covered her mouth.

    Park Ha-eun started to look at me with a subtle look on her face, but she seemed to realize that I had noticed her, so she started talking in a sloppy manner.

    “This is… an example! It was an example!”

    “It was a pretty disturbing example, but.”

    “Uuuu.

    It’s totally Daisuki. Honestly, how can you refuse when you ask with a face like that?

    If I had just been possessed by Yoon Dong-gun, I would have been able to experience endless dates 24/7. It was such a pitiful, fucking world.

    “…No comment.”

    “What, what! You’re a coward!”

    “You have a secret too, so you’re a teacher.”

    If they tease you, why don’t you risk everything and commit suicide together?

    Of course, there is a high probability that I will die, so I have no intention of doing so.

    “It’s lethal…”

    Your cuteness is even more adorable, Park Ha-eun.

    * * *

    “Oh my, you were here again?”

    I said last time that the rooftop in a romantic comedy is another connection. This place is like a meeting plaza, a place for saliva exchange, and the World Tree of the Miyeon Clock, containing various event scenes.

    Maybe that’s why we met again. A day passed when I smoked a chain cigarette to forget the pain of the class president election, and the next day I was on the rooftop, suppressing the urge to smoke and enjoying the natural breeze.

    To be honest, it was fine until morning, but after lunch, I kept thinking about the after-dinner feeling, which was a huge problem. But that doesn’t mean I can’t eat, and I can’t smoke on campus, so I was just wandering around like a puppy that didn’t want to poop.

    The place we arrived at was the rooftop. As I was sitting on an unknown mechanical device to get some air, the door suddenly opened and our heroine came by.

    “How are you feeling?”

    “I felt better after taking a day off.”

    “Really?”

    “Yes, I’m not lying this time, I really am. ..It’s all thanks to you.”

    For a moment, I was about to ask what happened with my sister, but I thought it was too much of a meddling, so I stopped.

    There was nothing good about being associated with those sisters for no reason. No, actually, it seems like we’re already involved.

    ‘It seems like the atmosphere has changed a bit.’

    Only two days had passed, but it felt like the atmosphere surrounding Hongseol had changed a lot.

    Before, she had the vibe of a devilish old woman who would grit her teeth and not admit anything, but now she feels like a strangely soft saint.

    It was hard to get used to it because she looked like she had changed into Mother Teresa in just a few days, but it was better than staring at each other and fighting, so we decided to take it easy.

    “But what brought you here this time, senior?”

    “You didn’t go through the front door in the morning, right? So I was wondering if something had happened.”

    “…How did you know that?”

    “Hehe, that’s right. How did you know?”

    Could it be that among all those students, they were waiting for me to pass by? Or, does it mean that Lee Ji-woon’s juvenile detention project is not over yet and they are trying to find an excuse to do so?

    When it comes to going to school in the morning, I followed Yeji Lee over the fence. It was a place with few people, and the fence wasn’t that high, so I had decided that I would definitely come this way next time.

    But I didn’t know that our leader was waiting for me to pass by. I don’t know what the reason was, but I didn’t really want to know for my own peace of mind.

    “Are you here to monitor me? You really don’t smoke on campus.”

    “That’s not the reason, but since you brought it up first, should I at least confirm it?”

    “Oh, really. Because of that anyway… Ugh!”

    “Don’t pull it back. Anyone who sees me will think I’m trying to do something strange.”

    Hong Seol, who once again rapidly narrowed the distance between me, first met my neck. After that, he started poking his nose across my collarbone and chest.

    Fruit perfume. If I smelled it more closely, the citrus-scented body odor was disturbing my nose, making its presence felt.

    Isn’t it said that if you look into the abyss for a long time, the abyss also looks into you? When Hongseol smells my body odor, I also tend to smell Hongseol’s body odor, so I wish people would know this and come closer to me. I wonder if it’s too insensitive.

    “Why? Do you, like other students, want to smell me?”

    …I don’t think it’s unconsciousness. This damn fox girl.

    “That’s it. Who do you know as a pervert?”

    “It looks like you really don’t smoke. Go to the public health center regularly. I believe I can do well on my own, so I won’t bother following you next time.”

    That was good news out of all the misfortune. While I was sighing in relief and relieving my thoughts, Hongseol grinned and added another word.

    “Next time, we will go on a date together instead of at the public health center.”

    “What kind of novel bullshit is that?”

    The sounds of my heart came out of my mouth without any filtering. And I don’t regret the result one bit. In reality, what Hong Seol said was true bullshit.

    “If you are planning something strange again…”

    “You only think of me as the embodiment of some kind of conspiracy, but you promised me last time, right? I decided to buy you food.”

    “Ah, that’s fine as long as you say that. It’s not like I don’t have any money… Wait a minute.”

    A memory of a Sunday that suddenly passes by.

    In order to facilitate smooth communication with the instructor at the public health center, Hongseol offered to buy her rice. At first, she refused, but when she realized that the rice was beef, she actively participated in the program.

    Yes, beef.

    “Please buy it. Beef.”

    “Huh? Didn’t you say it was already done? I wanted to buy it, but I had no choice…”

    “Ah, where is that?! I like beef! Give me the beef!!!”

    “Puhhh…! What kind of kid are you?”

    Yes, it’s a kid. Isn’t it true that even a furry new employee might squirm in front of beef?

    So, I made an appointment with Hongseol again. He kept making comments saying it was a date, but his intentions seemed impure, so I repeatedly corrected him and said it was a meal plan.

    I felt uncomfortable because it felt like I was being hooked on beef, but wouldn’t it feel less bad if I got hooked on beef? Even if people take the bait, they have to take the expensive one. If you admit it, you’re screwed.

    “Oh, indeed. Chocolate and candy. Which of the two do you like more?”

    “It’s chocolate… but why is that suddenly?”

    “Um, I understand. See you tomorrow, junior.”

    Hongseol left an unexpected comment and with those words, she started to go down the stairs to the rooftop.

    chocolate? candy? Why are you suddenly telling me such a story…

    “Ah.”

    Currently, it is the second week of new student admission.

    In other words, this week included White Day, one of Lubco’s representative events.

    Yeah, I know that, but why… why should I…?

    “…Suddenly my butt hurts.”

    I felt like I was getting hemorrhoids.

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