Chapter 27
Chapter 27
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 27
Chapter Title: Snowball
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“That means...”
“Yeah. It means I'm promoting you, Yang Woo-bin, to the true elite of Dabcheon Academy—the Jincheon Class.”
Jincheon Class.
The main stage for the early and mid-game arcs of Reversal Hero Saga, and home to the key characters who shine all the way to the final act—a veritable treasure trove of raw gems.
Especially since it housed the protagonist and our proud little kid sister, who's now the Jin Family heir and a rising star making waves as a late-blooming genius. It was a place I absolutely had to enter.
Normally, to rise from the General Class to the Jincheon Class, a student had to score high in one of the two regular evaluations per semester to earn a challenge right, then use it to beat a Jincheon Class student.
The process was such a hassle—complicated and brutally tough—that in the entire Reversal Hero Saga, only one student ever made the climb.
And even then, it wasn't from the protagonist's year, but some junior who came the next year. That says it all.
“You know this is an extraordinary exception, right? You're a Dabcheon student, after all—you get it.”
But right now, Go Yeo-ryeong was offering to skip all that red tape and bump me straight into the Jincheon Class.
An offer no General Class student could refuse—especially with no strings attached. Turning it down would be the act of a complete moron.
“So, you'll take it? I'll let the admin office know, and starting tomorrow, you'll be in the Jincheon Class...”
“Nah? I'm not going.”
But I turned her down flat, no hesitation.
“What?”
“I'm not going up. Wait—no, that might get twisted. What I mean is, I'll climb there properly later—take the tests fair and square, issue a challenge, and earn it legit. Not some backdoor shortcut.”
Because I had unfinished business in the General Class.
“...And you have to do it that way? Why?”
I'd answered without a second thought, and Go Yeo-ryeong dropped the casual vibe she'd had until then. She radiated the heavy, unyielding aura from orientation.
So that lightness before was just her testing me, huh. Just like in the game—she was no pushover.
I met her intense pressure head-on, smirking with one corner of my mouth as I replied.
“I've got a situation where I can't go alone.”
If I hadn't met Fuyuno Tsubaki in the General Class, I probably would've jumped at Go Yeo-ryeong's offer.
As she said, the General Class was a pit of nobodies—wasting time there gained nothing.
But I'd met Fuyuno Tsubaki. And I knew what kind of talent she had.
“After the midterms, I'll ace the tests, mop the floor with some Jincheon Class kids, and we'll both go up fair and square.”
I was going to raise Fuyuno Tsubaki, then climb to the Jincheon Class together.
“That's why I can't go now.”
That was the reason I rejected Go Yeo-ryeong's offer.
“...Hoo.”
At my answer, Go Yeo-ryeong's eyes lit up with a spark of interest I'd never seen before.
She nodded a couple times, then let out a scoffing laugh.
“Looking forward to it.”
With that, she stood and left the office.
The sudden interview was over.
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Clack. Thud. Thud. Plop.
[You're back?]
As Go Yeo-ryeong entered the principal's office and sank into her chair, the glass orb communication artifact glowed to greet her.
“Yeah, just got back, Bellita.”
It was her secretary and longtime comrade, Bellita.
[How'd it go? With that student suspected of encountering a mid-level demon?]
Bellita cut straight to the chase in response to Go Yeo-ryeong—having spent years by her side, she knew her aversion to small talk.
“Eh, total punk. A real fresh-off-the-streets punk.”
[Pardon?]
“Wouldn't uncross his legs even sitting before me. Cocky tone from start to finish.”
[We should discipline him. The nerve—to show such disrespect to the war hero 'Flying Dragon' and principal of Dabcheon...!]
“Like I always say, easy there, Bellita. No one's ever gotten punished just for being rude, right? We just tuck it away inside.”
[Better a punishment than falling out of the Flying Dragon's good graces...]
“Keh heh.”
Bellita's earnest words drew a small chuckle from Go Yeo-ryeong.
“Still, he was kinda interesting in his own way. Acted all punk on the outside, but it didn't feel like plain arrogance. Like he had some reason he had to act that way.”
[What does that...]
“Anyway, I asked him what he saw and did on entrance eval day. He claims he took down a mid-level demon. So I offered to promote him to Jincheon Class.”
[I see... Wait, what? You offered him a True Heaven promotion? Just on that student's word—no evidence?!]
Go Yeo-ryeong dropped it so casually that Bellita had to doubt her own ears.
In Dabcheon Academy, where strength defined worth, your class was proof of skill and a source of pride.
Jincheon Class was sacred ground to students—that's why promotion was so rigorous.
Promoting someone on just their say-so, no proof? Bellita resolved to talk her out of it right now.
[Cancel it now. Even if it means eating crow as principal, that kind of promotion could upend Dabcheon's entire order! Reputation be damned, this can't...!]
“No need to panic, Bellita. He turned it down anyway.”
[Pardon?]
“The punk rejected my offer.”
[Why?]
A True Heaven promotion was every General Class student's dream—the path to turning your life around.
Even if you flunked out later and dropped down, just having been in Jincheon Class carried enough prestige to coast on after graduation.
So rejecting a no-strings golden ticket? Bellita had every right to ask why.
“Says he can't go alone. Plans to do it by the book later—fair and square. Together. Guess he can't leave someone behind in the General Class.”
[Together...]
“I'd planned to drag him up to True Heaven and knock some sense into him... What a shame.”
Go Yeo-ryeong had wanted to promote Yang Woo-bin to humble his punk attitude.
True Heaven was full of geniuses—some unprepared rube barging in would just get crushed by their brilliance.
If he survived, he'd be the real deal. If not, she'd get that smug satisfaction of thinking, That punk got what he deserved. Easy plan.
But the offer got shot down, and all she got back was Bellita's scolding. All Go Yeo-ryeong could do was sigh in disappointment.
[T-Together... Maybe lovers?]
“Huh?”
As Go Yeo-ryeong lamented the missed chance to put Yang Woo-bin in his place, something utterly out-of-left-field hit her ears.
[I-I'm telling you, to turn down True Heaven? That has to be lover-level bonds!]
“...Could just be friendship.”
[Friendship? Friends stick even apart, but love fades with distance! Our innocent Yeo-ryeong doesn't know 'cause she's still a virgin!]
“...”
Bellita was an older married woman with kids, so Go Yeo-ryeong had no comeback.
“This is work hours, Bellita. Mind your titles.”
All she could muster was a timid reminder about protocol.
[Oops, sorry, Principal. I just get excited hearing about those fresh students' romances... Anyway, probably started as childhood friends?]
“What? Why jump to that?”
[Come on, he's only been at Dabcheon a day—woke up today, right? Too short for anything else.]
“True, but isn't that too big a leap to childhood friends?”
[Our principal doesn't follow noble gossip. About ten years ago? Word is the Yang Family looked after a lady from another great house for three years. Yang Woo-bin's the heir, so it fits.]
“Huh, news to me... Ten years ago was when we were mopping up war remnants. Makes sense I wouldn't know. You're the weird one for knowing.”
[Ahaha... Anyway, childhood friends turned lovers. Heart's racing just thinking about it.]
“...Beats me.”
The two forgot all about discussing the “mid-level demon sighting” as they chatted idly about Yang Woo-bin's mystery childhood friend.
Unaware that this light gossip would snowball into disaster.