The Days of My Youth

My school days were...

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm busy with my studies."

"I, I have things to do today, too!"

Seong Sihyeon, calm and collected, versus Han Siyeong, whose voice trembled for anyone to hear.

"Fine, go."

Drae smiled wickedly.

"Leave the rest to your imagination and go to sleep."

"Wait, what is this guy?!"

"......"

Han Siyeong shrieked, while Seong Sihyeon pushed up his glasses, cold sweat trickling down his face.

"And how much do you even know about my boyfriend?"

"Yoo Jaeheon. He’s short, stubby, and looks even more like a total loser than I do..."

"Wait! Wait!"

Han Siyeong rushed to cover Drae’s mouth. Seong Sihyeon looked at her as if she were unexpected.

"Didn't you loudly declare just the other day that your ideal type was a model-turned-actor from a drama, and that you were dating a man of that caliber?"

"What are you talking about? Jaeheon is that kind of person, okay?"

"In your eyes, maybe."

"Do you want to die, Yeodre?"

It was quite an imposing threat, but Drae wasn't the least bit scared.

"Speaking of which, Seong Sihyeon. Your girlfriend is also quite the delinquent type—."

"Let's not talk about that, Yeodre."

Seeing Seong Sihyeon sweating profusely as he sat down, Han Siyeong glared at him from behind with narrowed eyes.

"Delinquent...?"

"I said let's not! Didn't you say you had business to discuss?"

"I did."

Drae immediately spilled the beans.

"You know that kid in our class, Suryeon, who’s basically an outcast? I want to help her escape that, so cooperate."

"......"

"......"

"If you cooperate, I swear I’ll keep my mouth shut about your lovers."

However, Han Siyeong crossed her arms and turned her head away sharply.

"That’s ridiculous."

"What is?"

"What do you mean, what? How are we supposed to help someone that Kang Guhan or Shin Jinpa have their eyes on?"

She glanced at the student council president, Seo Yerin, as she spoke, but perhaps thinking that since she was already here, she must know the story, she continued without hesitation.

"If I’m not careful, I could get dragged into it too. If not just me, but my friends get involved, I’d die of guilt."

"Hmm."

"Same here. I wasn't going to bow to threats anyway, but after hearing the details, this is out of the question."

"Out of the question."

"Yes. I don't want to try to remove a bump only to end up with two. And..."

Seong Sihyeon trailed off before opening his mouth again.

"I don't know about me, but I don't want my girlfriend to suffer any disadvantages."

"Your girlfriend goes to a different school than you."

"Kang Guhan is one thing, but Shin Jinpa has long reach. Besides, I don't know how you found out, but as you’ve investigated, my girlfriend is... you know, right?"

Reband nodded, realizing that you can't judge a person by their appearance. Drae wore a troubled expression.

"Is it really impossible?"

"More importantly, why are you trying to help Suryeon? You didn't seem to have any connection to her?"

"Just because? No special reason."

Drae might have been sincere, but no one believed him.

"Do you like her? That doesn't suit you at all? Pfft. Funny."

"Asking yourself a question and then drawing your own conclusion..."

Drae blinked at Han Siyeong, who was snickering.

"It’s been over a year since Kang Guhan set his sights on her. I don't think that narrow-minded guy is going to give up now. And honestly, I find the Shin Jinpa side more annoying than that dark, muscular brute."

"Hmm."

When he looked at her with a 'Why?' expression, Han Siyeong answered reluctantly.

"Unlike Kang Guhan, he knows how to be cautious, and he really has connections everywhere. Plus, he’s handsome."

"Was that last part necessary?"

"It was. Do you know how much you benefit just from being handsome? You... well. You’d just need to fix your eyes, nose, mouth, and the way you talk."

"That wouldn't be me anymore."

Drae, who had stared at the two of them in turn, said,

"Do you really hate it that much?"

"......"

"......"

"Why don't you at least hear me out?"

"No. I don't."

At Han Siyeong's refusal, Drae nodded.

"Then it can't be helped."

"What?"

"Both of you, go. Sorry for calling you here for nothing."

Han Siyeong groaned, "Ugh..." and said,

"What the... You. Are you saying you’re going to go around spreading rumors about our 'honey' just because things didn't go your way?"

"So you call your boyfriend 'honey'. I won't do that, so just go."

What on earth was this? He called them here to threaten them, but now he seems truly indifferent. Han Siyeong felt a bit uneasy, but she was about to turn back... and Seong Sihyeon asked again.

"You, is the reason you're trying to help her really just 'because'?"

"Actually, it's not just because."

Just then, Han Siyeong, who was about to leave, turned around and pointed at him with her index finger.

"I knew it! What is it? Is she going to go on a date with you or something? No wonder it was weird! A kid who was always quiet, suddenly fighting with Kang Guhan?"

Along with the narration, Drae scratched his cheek.

"Just trying to do a good deed?"

"...?"

The two were stunned by the unexpected answer.

"What kind of bullshit is he spouting?"

"Is that really the reason?"

Drae shrugged his shoulders and said,

"Why? It’s good to do good deeds, isn't it? Do you really need another reason?"

"....."

Seong Sihyeon opened his mouth as if to say something, then closed it. Han Siyeong snorted.

"I'm leaving. You said you wouldn't talk, right? You promise? For real?"

"Go, just go."

"No. You call us here and then treat us like nuisances...!"

Unlike the grumbling Han Siyeong, Seong Sihyeon sat down facing Drae.

"What are you doing? Class President?"

"I might as well hear what you have to say."

"Hah?"

Han Siyeong made a strange sound as if she were dumbfounded and shook the sofa Seong Sihyeon was sitting on, as if to ask if he’d lost his mind. Though it didn't budge due to her lack of strength. Soon, Han Siyeong frowned and said,

"Yeodre said he wouldn't talk about our lovers, right? Or are you just scared?"

Seong Sihyeon retorted with a frown,

"Han Siyeong. If you're done, just go."

"It feels weird if I’m the only one leaving!"

Drae, watching the two, added a word.

"There is one more reason, actually."

"See! I knew he had an ulterior motive!"

"Suryeon. She said that among the kids in class, you two were the only ones who couldn't look her in the eye."

"......"

Thinking about what that meant, the two reached a conclusion. Seong Sihyeon repeated the motion of opening and closing his mouth. Han Siyeong, like Seong Sihyeon, opened her mouth and gasped, then let out a cute, frustrated sigh before sitting down next to Seong Sihyeon, leaving a one-person gap.

"I’m really just going to listen, okay?"

"I told you to go."

"I’m staying, so just say it, you loser!"

"That’s a really harsh thing to say..."

Clap, clap.

At the sound of clapping, the gazes of the two, excluding Drae, turned that way. Seo Yerin lowered her hands and crossed her arms.

"Now, let's get to the main point."

As Seo Yerin looked at Drae, he nodded as if he understood.

"Alright. I’ll start the explanation."

The explanation didn't take long. Exactly two minutes, very concisely. After listening, Han Siyeong asked in a bitter voice,

"That’s it...?"

"That’s it."

"...I can't understand. Couldn't you have asked someone else?"

At Seong Sihyeon's question, Drae nodded.

"I think so too."

"...What are you, really?"

Instead of Drae, who laughed at the dumbfounded voice, Seo Yerin stepped forward to summarize the explanation she had given earlier.

"In other words. You, Yeodre, will take full responsibility for dealing with the bullies like Kang Guhan and Shin Jinpa, and what you want from these two is to raise Suryeon's status within the class while those two are focused on you?"

"Is it grand enough to call it 'status'? Just talk to her a bit, and increase the number of people she’s close with."

It meant to increase Suryeon's allies. Even if one person is easy to target, it’s hard to touch a group. At Drae's words, Seong Sihyeon covered his mouth with his hand and fell into deep thought.

"...Indeed. Suryeon was only labeled an outcast because of bad luck; her appearance is obviously outstanding, and her grades are decent. There would be quite a few kids who want to get close to her..."

"That’s disgusting."

Turning his head at the voice of genuine disgust, Han Siyeong was making a face of pure loathing.

"Class President. I didn't think you were that kind of person, were you looking at her with such lewd eyes?"

"No...! I was just saying what I thought, I don't have any other thoughts at all!"

Then Drae added a word,

"They say a strong denial is an affirmation."

"Yeodre. You can't even take the side of the person trying to help!"

"What? Class President. You’re going to help her?"

To the horrified Han Siyeong, Seong Sihyeon shrugged his shoulders.

"Isn't it a simple task? You have a wide social circle, so just talking to her in a friendly way occasionally should be enough."

"So I was looking at her with lewd eyes too..."

"Can you stop with that now??"

Seo Yerin, who had been watching the three of them suddenly become noisy, slowly raised her hand.

"Yeodre."

"Yeah?"

"I haven't heard what I’m supposed to do yet."

Drae nodded at Seo Yerin, whose eyes seemed to ask if there was a reason he sought her out first. And he said,

"First of all, adding 'Mr.' to my name is super cringey, so let's stop that."

"......"

The three, including Seo Yerin, glared at Drae.

"That, that son of a bitch...!"

Reband's fed-up muttering was a bonus.

The narration text floated up in large letters. In cases like this, it usually ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠signifies one part of an episode. The scenery changes. And then...

Wham!

"Ugh!"

The situation began with Shin Jinpa getting hit and rolling on the ground. While Reband and the scholar were bewildered by the sudden violence, there was a man kicking the fallen Shin Jinpa. Naturally, it was Drae.

"What the hell is this crazy bastard doing suddenly...!"

"What do you mean, what? You kept glaring at me in a way that made me feel uncomfortable. Weren't you asking for a fight?"

"What the...! Ugh?!"

Shin Jinpa, who had hurriedly avoided the foot trying to stomp on his face, got up and took a fighting stance.

"You only dare to attack while Guhan isn't here, are you scared of Guhan and think I’m a pushover?"

"You both look like pushovers."

"......"

"Though you seem a bit stronger than him."

"I’m stronger than Guhan? Thanks for the high praise."

"Not the fighting."

At Drae's words, Shin Jinpa stiffened slightly. Just then, his gang, who knows where they had been, swarmed in from all sides. The commotion only settled after Drae knocked a few of them down. Like before, only Drae was scolded, but the gaze looking at him had clearly changed.

'Crazy bastard.'

'He was a total fighting dog.'

'He’s super savage. Wow...'"

From a loser if you look at him badly, or a quiet friendless classmate if you look at him well, he had been upgraded to a crazy bastard on par with Kang Guhan.

"Suryeon."

"...?"

Suryeon looked up at Seong Sihyeon, who had called her. What was placed in front of her was a workbook. It was the beginning of the play.

"We had a surprise test recently, right? I didn't know this problem, so I just skipped it. But I was grading it at the homeroom teacher's request and found out that you had solved it."

"So?"

"Won't you teach me?"

Suryeon teaching the Class President. That Class President who has never missed the top rank in the grade. That was merely a stepping stone for what was to come. Primarily, it was Han Siyeong's role to help her escape being an outcast.

"Your hair looks nice?"

"......"

"It smells good too? What product do you use?"

Han Siyeong asked as she passed by Suryeon, as if it were just a casual remark. Drae and Seong Sihyeon, who were secretly watching, exclaimed, "Ohh..." in admiration. And Suryeon answered something...

"Oh? Really?! You use that too?"

She suddenly made an excited sound and sat in Suryeon's empty front seat.

"Now that I think about it, your perfume smells similar to mine, do you use this by any chance?"

"Ah, that’s right."

She showed her something on her smartphone and continued the conversation, jumping around saying, "Oh my god!"

"Your skin is so smooth? How do you manage it?"

"Um... just, wash well. And sleep early."

"...That answer is really annoying."

"I’m sorry..."

"It’s even more annoying when you apologize! Oh right. Then where do you get your clothes..."

The women's talk had suddenly begun. According to the plan, this wasn't it. For now, it was supposed to be just making contact. Only after Seong Sihyeon and Drae sent a text saying 'Operation' did she compose her expression and leave haughtily.

Though it was already too late.

Starting with her, the group she was close with, the group that admired her, and students who were interested in Suryeon herself began to approach cautiously. The movement was faint and careful, but it was definitely beginning.

That night. The Suryeon supporters gathered in one place. Han Siyeong asked,

"Kang Guhan is obsessed with Suryeon, will the strategy of just distracting him for a moment and increasing the number of friends she has work?"

"It will work."

The one who answered was none other than Suryeon.

"Because he’s not in a situation to pay attention to you?"

"Not in a situation to pay attention to me... On the surface, that might be true, but that person has very strong pride."

"Strong pride? So what?"

"It’s thanks to Mr. Drae. It would be miserable for him to approach me while he’s being humiliated by Mr. Drae in real-time. So, when he approaches me again, it will be after he has resolved the matter with Mr. Drae."

"What is that. He bullies her as he pleases, but is it that complicated to hit on her?"

She fiddled with her smartphone, stroking her hair as if she didn't really understand.

"She really doesn't let go of her phone for even a second."

At the words of Drae, who was lying on his side with his elbows on the floor and his hands supporting his head, Han Siyeong snorted, saying, "What are you talking about."

"But you, there was a reason you were good at fighting."

"?"

"What’s with you? You have a 'What?' expression right now."

"That’s exactly it."

"What do you mean. You’re the son of a dojo owner, right?"

They were gathered at the dojo managed by Drae.

"That’s true. It wasn't written in the personal records, though."

"...President. Did you peek at someone else's privacy?"

"I didn't look because I wanted to, the teachers... Phew. No. Anyway, as Han Siyeong said, there was a reason Drae is strong."

"...Drae?"

For some reason, Suryeon reacted, but it was buried by Drae's answer.

"I didn't learn it."

"Yes?"

"I didn't learn martial arts or anything. I just learned it on my own by watching."

"So it’s your pure ability? You know how to brag, too."

"..."

Drae didn't answer Yerin's words, and instead, Suryeon said,

"Drae?"

It was a repetition of the earlier question.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, why does the President call Mr. Drae just 'Drae' without hesitation... didn't you add 'Mr.' until recently?"

Instead of Seo Yerin, Han Siyeong blinked.

"I call him Drae too?"

"You call him Yeodre."

"Things are getting complicated, so shut up."

Leaving Drae, who was quietly shutting up and yawning, behind, Suryeon looked at them as if demanding an answer.

"Just... Mr. Drae... Drae told me to drop the 'Mr.' part."

"...I didn't hear that."

Suryeon looked at Drae this time, but Drae just blinked.

"Why?"

"No. That... I, should I drop the 'Mr.' too?"

"Do whatever."

"......"

"Ah! Right, right! Suryeon! They say it’s delicious here, do you want to go together once things calm down?!"

Han Siyeong looked back and forth between Drae and Suryeon with an unbelievable expression, then urgently interrupted, showing her smartphone screen.

And the one who reacted was Drae.

"Is it delicious? Where is it?"

"You shut up."

"Is it a place you’ve been with your boyfriend?"

"No, my boyfriend is an indoor type."

"So he’s a shut-in."

"Do you want to die, you son of a bitch?"

Grrr. Drae, not afraid of Han Siyeong’s rising momentum at all, said calmly,

"Do they deliver there?"

"So what if they do? Are you going to order for me?"

"Yeah."

At the affirmative short answer, Siyeong blinked and suddenly said affectionately,

"Oh my. Our Drae. Say whatever you want! This big sister will permit it!"

"Your birthday is later than mine..."

"Ah, just ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠shut up. You dense bastard."

Creak.

The door opened, and Seong Sihyeon entered. It seemed he had been to the academy.

"What’s the meeting about?"

"What to eat for dinner."

"..You guys are so laid back."

Seong Sihyeon sat on the floor, dumbfounded. Seo Yerin, who hadn't done anything yet in this seat, showed a slightly uncomfortable expression, but Drae mentioned for her to be comfortable. Thus, they had a dinner party.

Days. Weeks. Months passed.

Kang Guhan, who they thought would immediately attack by borrowing the power of authority, had become more violent, but he still tried to solve things with his own power alone. Shin Jinpa seemed to be devising all sorts of ways to subdue Drae, avoiding him well ever since. Rumor had it that he was going to other classes and causing trouble to maintain their influence. Sometimes he would even pick a fight with Drae himself.

"You really seem like you were raised like shit. Don't you think so? Acne?"

"Acne! Puhahahat!"

Subordinate 1, who seemed to be laughing forcibly at the nickname Kang Guhan made up.

"Why. This guy is exactly like the acne that pops up on your face without permission and without any sense, that you have to squeeze and get rid of, right?"

"That’s right! Exactly!"

Drae sat there, listening blankly, and said,

"That’s true."

"......"

Kang Guhan forgot what to say for a moment, then grinned.

"Even without pride, he acts like a total Lu Bu. Did your mom teach you that?"

"I don't have a mom."

"..Then did your dad teach you that?"

"He died."

Everyone forgot what to say, and Kang Guhan burst out laughing.

"Of course he’d die! Because he had such a cancer-inducing son! Did he die of cancer?"

"That’s right. I didn't know he would die like that."

"...Uh..."

Just as he was speechless again at the sight of him treating his father so casually, and his 'drip' not working.

Boom!

Drae's fist flew.

"Ugh?!"

Drae had no anger at all. Even now. That’s why Kang Guhan, who hadn't expected a fist to fly, broke into a cold sweat.

"You son of a bitch...!"

"You talk so much. So when are you going to fight?"

Like this. If they picked a fight, a fight always happened. It was the same no matter how much the teacher scolded them. So, Kang Guhan started picking fights only to the extent of maintaining his prestige. While the Kang Guhan gang, and even his classmates, ignored the strange Drae... the 'Dojo Family' was different.

For the first time in a while, Drae's monologue began, and the Kaito party listened intently.

[As Suryeon said. In an atmosphere where everyone turned a blind eye, felt no guilt, and thought 'as long as it’s not me, it’s fine', they were the only two people who felt a guilty conscience and pitied Suryeon, helping her and staying close to her.]

[Honestly, I thought I was fine on my own, but dragging these kids in was, at least at this time, the right choice. Both of them had personalities, so it was fun too.]

[First of all, Han Siyeong is a huge potty-mouth, fitting her appearance.]

The scenery changed to the dojo.

"Pathetic~"

Han Siyeong was humming, flapping her legs. Before he knew it, tables, chairs, and even a cot had appeared in Drae's dojo. It was hard to call it a dojo anymore.

This time, it was the narration, not Drae, that added it. Her bobbed hair, which had covered her neck and gone a little past it, now reached her shoulder blades, and the red dye at the ends had become even deeper.

"Seeing Kang Guhan causing trouble in other classes is truly pathetic, isn't it~? He’s a total idiot, an idiot."

"Is that so."

"Yeah. You’re tough, so you only beat up the easy ones. You fucking idiots, hehe."

"But you said you had a date with your boyfriend today."

"...I’m trying to move past that topic casually, so don't mention it on purpose, you fucking bastard."

"That’s harsh."

"Where did you learn such weird words... Don't try to learn past trends, you should learn how to swear first."

"Swear?"

"Yeah, swear. If you look at yourself, you swear really awkwardly, you know? It’s super frustrating."

"......"

"Kang Guhan even uses 'drip' about parents, but you just listen without saying anything, and then fight when the conversation is over, that’s it, right? It’s like you’re losing even when you win?"

"It’s my business, why are you getting angry..."

"Because I’m the one watching and it’s frustrating! Now, follow after me. Fuck."

"Swearing is a bad thing."

"Ah, you scholar bastard, seriously... Then is everyone who uses swear words a bad person?"

"Then aren't they?"

At Drae's pure question, she exhaled, as if she were dumbfounded.

"Violence is just bad, right?"

"That’s right."

"But what if you beat up a bad guy?"

"...That’s ambiguous?"

"If you beat up a bad guy, you’re a good guy, you fucker! So it’s okay to swear at bad guys!"

"Hmm..."

"Now follow after me. Fuck. This. Is. Shitty."

"I don't want to, you shitty fucker."

Silence.

"......"

"......"

"......"

"......?"

"You fucking bastard. Come here."

"Ah. Wait. Hey. Hey. Trying to kick my balls is crossing the line. I’ll buy you chicken. Chicken... Ugh!"

"Oh? Chicken? Really?"

"Invalid because you hit me."

"No, you mute-like bastard! ...You did wrong, so buy it for me. Hmm~?"

"Go do that nasal voice to your boyfriend."

"Ah! Buy it for me!"

"You’ll get fat."

"I’ll take responsibility, so buy it!"

"Then help me clean the dojo."

"Call!"

20 seconds after putting a rag on the floor and running with only her lower body lifted. "Hey... This is super hard... Just buy it for me..." "You crazy bitch..." "You bastard. Don't swear at me!!" Han Siyeong rushed at Yeodre.

The scenery changes. Still Drae's dojo.

Seong Sihyeon was studying at the desk he had installed in the dojo family. Drae was lying on the cot next to him, staring blankly. Was he counting the stains on the ceiling? Seong Sihyeon spoke up.

"If you look at it, Drae, you’re too ascetic."

"Huh?"

"Usually, in this situation, you’d look at your phone, look at a computer, or read a comic. You’d do something, right? But I’ve never seen you enjoy culture."

"You want to play too, but you’re enduring it to study."

"I am. This is a weapon. So it’s fun to sharpen and polish the weapon."

"Hmm."

Drae got up and approached Seong Sihyeon.

"Why? Are you interested in studying?"

"No."

"Why don't you study? I’ll teach you."

"You’re saying the same thing as Suryeon."

"...Since you brought it up, I’ll ask. You, Suryeon is..."

"Okay. Teach me."

Seong Sihyeon stopped the topic he was about to bring up because it was a pleasant word.

"Oh. Really? Then we need to buy textbooks first... Wait a moment, let me look into it a bit."

The moment Seong Sihyeon turned on his smartphone, a scantily clad, pretty girl was posing lewdly on the screen. Seong Sihyeon, who immediately turned off the screen, slowly turned back to Drae.

"...Now, first, here’s the textbook..."

"Is it a comic?"

"......"

"The drawing is pretty."

"No, this is. That... um..."

"What kind of comic is it?"

"......"

"I asked what kind of comic it is?"

"...Lo, Love Love, Princess."

"Hmm. What’s it about?"

Seong Sihyeon trembled.

"Never mind. I’ll search for it..."

"Princesses of the world gather and if they don't do 'this and that' with the protagonist, a disaster will occur and the earth will be destroyed! So, it’s a love comedy where the protagonist tries to endure the temptations of the heroines, and the princesses who later sincerely fall for the protagonist launch a flesh-and-blood ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠offensive...!"

"Is that so."

Silence lasted for a while. Drae said,

"Are you an otaku?"

"Uaaah! Uaaaaah!"

Seong Sihyeon stood up and screamed.

"So what if I’m an otaku! I do everything I’m supposed to do! Even so, I’m hiding it because I get cursed at...!"

"Is that fun?"

"Look! Ordinary people always ask that! Is it fun? And then they say the title or look at it themselves and get disappointed...!"

"How should I watch it?"

At Drae's words, Seong Sihyeon, who had pushed up his glasses with the finger he was pointing, said quietly,

"...You want to watch it?"

"Yeah. The computer is... um. I’ll have to buy a new one, and there was a monitor that was usable."

"No. You can watch it on your smartphone. I can lend you my account, but..."

"Then ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠show me. I was bored."

The next day came. Seong Sihyeon, who was studying, asked Drae, who was still lying blankly on the cot,

"...How was it?"

"Huh?"

"That, Love Love Princess..."

"It wasn't fun."

"...I... see."

Drae, who yawned without caring about Seong Sihyeon, who was visibly discouraged, said,

"Still, the heroines were incredibly pretty."

"R, really?"

"Yeah. Especially that blonde girl."

"You mean Twinka! Yes! She’s the most popular character!"

"The protagonist had no style. Still, the part at the end of episode 12 where he said he wouldn't give them up even if he became a eunuch was cool."

"You watched it yesterday and you already watched until the last episode?!"

"Huh? I was bored, so I watched it all. Still, that butler guy who was a eunuch was incredibly cool."

"Yes! He’s cool! It’s likable that he was made a forced eunuch to prevent shitty NTR works, but every single line is a legendary line and the battles are...!"

Drae said to Seong Sihyeon, who finished his long speech,

"Is there anything else fun? Recommend me something."

"Hehe. Finding what suits you is the best process for anime."

"Is that so?"

"Instead, I’ll recommend a game."

"Ga-ame?"

"You’ll like it. Drae."

Seong Sihyeon's gaze looking at Drae was now filled with goodwill.

After that, memories flow like waves. The passing scenery could be called Drae's youth. Reband muttered,

"Still, you were in a good environment."

"They are good people."

The scholar agreed, and Kaito remained expressionless. The moment Reband shook his head, saying he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Huh? What, making me anxious again..."

"Hmm..."

"......"

At that moment.

'From the beginning. I should have just... killed them all.'

A chilling voice echoed like thunder this time. While Reband felt goosebumps all over his body without realizing it, the scholar felt even more goosebumps. Kaito was smiling.