Chapter 133
Chapter 133
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 133
Chapter Title: Thump! Parent Observation Class (1)
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After the spring when elementary students start school passes.
Summer arrives, when they've finally adjusted to elementary school.
"It's getting hotter and hotter. Should I turn on the AC soon?"
"No way! If you turn on the AC, the Earth will hurt!"
Absolutely against the AC!
To prevent the AC from being cleaned, Cho-ryeon defended it fiercely.
"I'm totally against the AC! For the Earth's sake, we can't turn it on!"
Standing in front of the AC, starting a protest.
Su-ryeon, who hated the hot weather, approached with an annoyed look.
"Move."
"Eek!"
Cho-ryeon flew to the sofa due to Su-ryeon's magic.
With Su-ryeon's help, I cleaned the AC and turned it on to beat the heat.
"Phew, finally cool."
"Sigh, I can breathe now. Easier to game."
Only then could Su-ryeon and I catch our breath.
When we lived in a tiny studio, the cold from Su-ryeon's body kept the temperature down.
But now with more space, we had to use the AC.
'Summer sucks because of stuff like this.'
Still.
It was the season when Cho-ryeon's favorite veggies grew well on the balcony.
Summer had its good and bad points.
'But summer has even better events than veggies.'
Like parent observation class... before summer vacation!
Early summer, once the kids have adjusted and regular classes start.
The school holds observation classes for worried parents.
"Dad, this is the parent observation class notice."
"Yeah, lemme read it."
"...You don't have to come."
"I'm definitely going."
"Tch."
Su-ryeon handed over the notice.
I carefully read the notice she gave me.
"Parent observation class from 11 to 12. Just third period, huh."
One period to watch your kids study.
I wondered if my daughters were attending class properly with the other humans.
My chest swelled with curiosity.
"Ahh, finally time to reveal my true identity. The A-rank Hero 'Dimension Closer.'"
"Ooh."
Su-ryeon reacted to the name Dimension Closer.
She seemed to like my hero name quite a bit.
But Hwa-ryeon and Cho-ryeon's thoughts seemed different.
"Dad, that name's lame!"
"Father, I'm sorry to say this, but that name would be kinda embarrassing."
Hwa-ryeon was always snarky, so whatever.
But Cho-ryeon saying it seriously was a bit shocking.
I asked timidly.
"...You really think it's lame, Cho-ryeon?"
"Yes, even though I love Father so much. I can't accept that self-made name."
"...I see."
Downcast—
My shoulders slumped automatically at how bad my name was.
"...Hmm, I liked it."
Su-ryeon looked a little disappointed too.
Anyway.
I decided to ditch the nickname I made up.
And participate in the observation class at the girls' elementary school.
'What if the kids ask for autographs?'
With a strange sense of anticipation.
***
10:50.
Adults dressed to the nines were passing through the elementary school gate.
And I was mixed in among them, wearing sunglasses.
'As expected, I'm the youngest.'
Unlike me, in my mid-to-late 20s.
The adults around me all looked over 30.
No matter how well they maintained themselves, their aura of maturity was different.
"The kids are in Class 1-1."
To avoid feeling intimidated, I squared my shoulders and entered the school grounds.
I walked down the hallway to the classroom labeled Class 1-1.
Slide—!
Inside, there were already many parents who'd arrived before me.
Still break time, so the kids were roaming freely.
I quietly stood at the back and looked around the classroom.
"The facilities are totally different from when I went here."
Definitely nicer.
The classroom was spacious, so the kids wouldn't feel cramped.
"Let's see what the kids are up to."
Okay.
First, Hwa-ryeon...
"She's popular."
Laughing wahaha with the boys.
She met my eyes, then waved wildly and shouted happily.
"Dad, hi! You came!"
"Yeah, Dad's here."
I waved back at Hwa-ryeon.
Then a parent next to her spoke up.
"You're Hwa-ryeon's parent?"
"Yes... how'd you know my daughter's name?"
"That kid over there, Min-woo, is my son. He talks about Hwa-ryeon nonstop at home."
"Really?"
"Yeah, says she's the leader of the boys."
I knew Hwa-ryeon was pretty popular.
But leader of the boys? News to me.
And.
"Boss."
"Huh?"
"Bought red bean buns. Cream buns were sold out."
"I told you I don't eat red bean buns! Don't need 'em!"
"...Got it."
Didn't know she had a bread shuttle either.
'More importantly, isn't that kid the class rep? S-Rank Hero's son...'
Glance—
I turned to check if the S-Rank Hero was there.
Fortunately, no sign of him.
'Can't use friends as bread shuttles. Gotta tell her later.'
I resolved to do that and turned back.
By the window, Su-ryeon had earphones in, staring outside.
"She's committed to the concept. What to do about that chuunibyou phase?"
If she likes it, I won't stop her.
But it might get worse; the future worries me.
"Cho-ryeon... playing with the girls."
Hahaha—
Having girl talk.
I caught Cho-ryeon's eye and waved.
She saw me and gave a bright eye smile.
"Father, nice to see you!"
The girls around her asked questions at her reaction.
"That's Cho-ryeon's dad?"
"He looks super young!"
"No wonder Cho-ryeon likes him!"
Girls' attention pouring my way.
'Might need to prep autographs.'
As I reached for a pen in my pocket.
Cho-ryeon barked at her friends.
"Everyone, turn around."
"Huh?"
"Didn't you hear? Friends can't look at Father. If you do, I'll get mad."
Cho-ryeon puffed her cheeks like a hamster.
Adorable to me, but different to her friends.
They all turned away, sweating bullets.
"O-okay...! Cho-ryeon..."
"T-turning now...!"
"Good choice."
Cho-ryeon, satisfied.
'...I prepped the autograph.'
Downcast—
I pouted a bit and put the pen back.
Then the homeroom teacher entered through the front door.
"Okay, class starting!"
Gulp—
The teacher looked super tense, no doubt about it.
Was she more nervous than the students? Maybe just my imagination.
"Ahem."
I cleared my throat and clapped.
The experienced parents got the hint and clapped along.
Only then did the tension ease from the teacher's face.
'Now we can watch comfortably.'
I crossed my arms and observed my kids during class.
'Hwa-ryeon... rolling her eraser... Su-ryeon... staring out the window...'
Their attitudes were a total mess.
Except for Cho-ryeon diligently taking notes, they weren't paying attention at all.
Did the teacher know?
She wrote a problem on the board and called out.
"Let's fill in the blank. Hwa-ryeon and Su-ryeon, come up and try?"
"Hmph, why me!"
"...Too much hassle."
Rebelling from the start.
"The kids have spirit."
"Yeah, tell me about it."
"...Ahem."
The sudden stares felt embarrassing.
Still, they went up front despite their words and started solving.
-Heroes steadily close them, throwing the world into chaos. They are made of magic power: □□□.
"Umm...!"
Hwa-ryeon pondered, then suddenly erased the blank with her eraser and declared proudly.
"If I erase the blank, it's not a problem anymore! No issues now!"
"Oho."
Thinking outside the box.
'Hwa-ryeon needs to eat some beans.'
She could use some smarts.
On the other hand, Su-ryeon seemed fine.
"I wrote it all. Answer's dimensional gate."
"Oh, Su-ryeon got it right?"
"Of course. And dimensional gates aren't made of magic power."
Thud—!
Su-ryeon suddenly slammed the chalk down.
She started writing on the board.
"Dimensional gates aren't just made of magic power. There's 'intent' inside them. It's not magic material; it's like a thought. Dimensional gates open on Earth because of some intent."
"I-is that so..."
"Figure out what it is yourself."
Thud—
Hard to believe this was an elementary school presentation.
The classroom went dead silent in an instant.
Su-ryeon, satisfied with her overwhelming display, returned to her seat.
'She's definitely smirking.'
Head turned to the window, but no doubt.
She loved the 'quiet kid suddenly dominates presentation' trope.
"N-next, then!"
After the storm passed.
The teacher smiled brightly to change the mood.
"Shall we continue class?"
As the teacher moved to resume.
Slide—!
Mid-class, the back door opened, and a man appeared.
A face I often saw on the news, hard to forget.
'K Group Chairman. And S-Rank Hero Kim Jung-hoon.'
Born with everything, inferiority complex generator.
Dressed head to toe in luxury, luxury sunglasses on, Kim Jung-hoon entered.
"Sorry I'm late."
He appeared mid-class and walked straight toward me.
For some reason, he extended his hand to me and said.
"I've heard the news."
"Pardon?"
"Most don't see your value. But I do."
Smile—
He smoothly offered his hand.
"Parents raising kids. Wanted to say hi. Nice to meet you, Hero Lee Ha-jun."
Recognized by the K Group Chairman and S-Rank Hero, Lee Ha-jun.
'It's here. My time.'
Feeling like popularity was incoming.
I put on a serious parent face and shook Kim Jung-hoon's hand.
"Yes, nice to meet you."
Grin—
I smiled and greeted him.
But on the other hand, I was worried.
'...Wait, isn't this guy's son Hwa-ryeon's bread shuttle?'
Somehow, it felt like shit was about to hit the fan.