Chapter 99
Chapter 99
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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 99
Chapter Title: Why Are You Doing This to Me?
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"Hum~"
Sophia was in an incredibly good mood right now.
The reason went without saying. It was so obvious she'd get sore jaws just explaining it.
"Dee dee dee~ Date~"
She was humming tunes without even realizing it. She felt like she could smile and kill even those bastards from ten years ago if they showed up.
"Maybe not that."
Whatever. Sophia walked along with a grin. It was still only Tuesday, but her mood felt like it could float away.
Passersby kept staring at her. Acquaintances asked what had her looking so happy.
'Is it that obvious?'
No way. I smile a lot normally. What's different about smiling like always?
Sophia tilted her head as she walked. With so many people knowing her, the questions kept coming.
─Good morning, Sophia...? Huh? Something good happen?
─Huh? Sophia, you're different from usual? Did something nice happen?
─Some good... uh...?
Some even spaced out staring at her. Normally that would've pissed her off, but instead she smiled and bowed her head.
'Is it that noticeable?'
Yeah, she was definitely in a great mood. Just now, and right now.
She wasn't getting mad at all.
─Ah! Get off!! It's hot!!
─I got off.
─No, I meant wipe your hand sweat off my arm!!
─It was sweaty.
─Sis hates it.
─She doesn't hate it. She's loving it deep down right now.
─Didn't I just say get off? Clearly? No slurring? Yeah? You heard me right?
─Seong-hoon, you pronounced it perfectly. From what I saw, maybe Shin Ga-yeon has the same kind of filter in her ears that you do.
─Aaaah!!
"..."
Normally she'd have bolted out the window the second she saw that scene, but now she just rested her chin in her hand and watched.
This was the leisure of a winner.
"No matter what, she's going on a date with me this weekend."
Hee hee hee. She panicked at the laugh that slipped out unbidden and covered her mouth.
No one heard, right? She glanced around. Good, no one had.
She sighed in relief, then leaned against the window frame again. Propping her chin, she slowly fixed her gaze.
A black-haired man. Two blueheads and one blonde walking around him.
Her vision narrowed. The blonde and blueheads faded away, leaving only the man with the weird expression crying out in her sight.
"Why on earth am I in such a good mood?"
The only change from usual was meeting that black hair over the weekend too. That was it.
She heard her heart pounding without racing even in crises. Her cheeks flushed without emotional turmoil.
These were sensations she'd never felt before, so Sophia entrusted herself to the window frame.
She didn't tear her eyes away. She focused. On nothing else.
Staring only at the black hair, she felt her heart's beats.
Sophia herself didn't know, but while she focused, every passerby kept staring at her.
A girl in love naturally wears the world's most beautiful expression.
A silver-haired girl leaning on the window frame, blushing and smiling. No one in the school could just pass by that.
What is a Buddha?
Sophia pondered.
Dictionary-wise, [the enlightened one], [the awakened one].
A term for someone who's mastered the teachings and entered nirvana.
But Sophia realized. Wasn't she actually a Buddha?
─Seong-hoon, I want to stop eating instant food.
─Then you'll just have to tough it out. Force yourself to learn. I want miso soup too.
─It's a hassle though. Just cook, Seong-hoon?
─Look at you? Trying to weasel out of that bet we made about cooking?
─...
─Hey. You there. Hey!! Don't speed up suddenly!! Stop right there?!
Before class started.
Morning PT time. Watching those two babble incomprehensibly without room to butt in.
─Club activities with me tomorrow?
─Hot? Why? Nah? It's cool?
─Club. President.
─Ah. Got it. Don't glare. Next week. I'm busy this week.
─Really? Promise?!
─Fine. Stop acting so thrilled? Makes me look like trash working you nonstop!!
─You say the right thing sometimes, Seong-hoon.
─I only say right things!!
Watching the black hair slyly snag promises before class.
─Ah~
─Please. I'll feed myself.
─Should I chew it for you?
─Whoa!! Sounds tasty!! Gimme right now!!
─Wow. Seong-hoon. People gotta live true to themselves.
─Shut up. No. Wait. Shin Ga-yeon! No veggies!!
─Just meat's bad. Right, sis?
─Obviously.
Even watching him ignore his packed lunch to eat others' food, and she endured it all so well.
If this wasn't Buddha, what was?
No mind, no thought. She felt like she could smile through someone egging her face.
Sophia beamed brightly as she popped food in her mouth.
'Mm. Tasty.'
Out of sheer pride, she hadn't touched Shin Ga-yeon's food, but hers was pretty good anyway. She marveled at her improving cooking skills day by day.
Ahh. I am Buddha. Nirvana's next. Farewell to this world?
Even Sophia, so enlightened she thought that, had one thing she couldn't endure.
And that was—
"Today we'll have joint training with another class. To build good PvP records, compete with each—"
Being partnered with Lee Seong-hoon. It was joint class, but it always failed.
He'd always pair with Raphael when she suggested it, no choice.
But today was different.
Shed that damn blonde beside him and claim him. She burrowed through the people already crowding around Lee Seong-hoon.
As Sophia moved with that resolve.
She felt it.
In an instant. A split second. The burst of killing intent was enough to halt her steps.
Sophia looked toward the source.
A girl stood there. Pure white girl. No other way to describe her.
White hair, snow-white skin. Contrasting pitch-black eyes gleaming.
Yet eyes full of resolve. So captivatingly beautiful. Sophia was no slouch in looks either.
But.
'On another level.'
Another dimension. Couldn't even think same species. Like a god-carved sculpture. If she had to compare.
'Raphael?'
That blonde always stuck to Lee Seong-hoon. Nothing less could compare.
But why was someone like that?
Why release killing intent? Probably only Sophia caught that momentary burst here.
Killing intent so restrained only a pureblood could sense.
Why?
Unknown. As she stared unknowing, the white-hair who'd been glaring at Lee Seong-hoon for ages glanced at Sophia then vanished.
"Huh?"
No exaggeration. Vanished. No warning. Blink, and gone.
"Don't worry. I won't kill you."
A sudden whisper in her ear made her whip around.
But the white-hair was already far away.
"What the hell?"
She had no idea.
"What is this?"
I don't know. Scary. What the hell?
No clue. Nothing but weird stuff today. Sophia grinning like she's enlightened all day.
Isia's blushing without being hot, spouting weird stuff.
Class suddenly joint with Yang Min-ji's class.
And now this? What situation is this?
"Take your stance."
Tried pairing with Raphael like usual, but this damn instructor randomized partners.
Result: white hair in front of me. Pitch-black eyes. Waist-length swaying locks.
One word: beautiful. Raphael-level. Thought only Sophia could rival Raphael here.
This one's not just rivaling—might win.
"Hey."
"What."
Who are you? Nearly asked, but held back. Weird to blurt that.
But seriously no idea. Not from my novel. Never made a character like this.
Yang Min-ji's class named only Yang Min-ji.
"What's your name...?"
Asked cautiously anyway. But.
The reply was brutally curt.
"Hitting on me?"
"Pardon?"
"So many girls around you, and now me too?"
What? I have many girls? Wish I did. Really.
Can't say that to a 25-year-old virgin.
"No, that's not—"
"Not posing? Then I'm gone."
No. Listen to—
My thoughts and words cut off. Reason's ridiculous. Vision spun.
Was looking at white-hair, now staring at sky.
Couldn't even track with eyes. Blink, and I'm in a ridiculous pose skyward.
"Get up."
"Did I do something wrong?"
"Get up."
Cold words instead of reply. I rose, tears in eyes.
What greeted me on rising.
"Get up."
Ceiling welcoming me. What'd I do wrong? What's her deal?
No time for that.
Vision flips. Swallowed curse. Tried sulking without rising to avoid another toss; she called instructor.
"Lee Seong-hoon!! Up!!"
"Ah. Damn."
"Did you just swear?"
"No."
No. Didn't swear. Kids these days don't count damn as—
"Ah."
Fuck.
I cursed the greeting ceiling, stared at white-hair sprawled pathetically.
Definitely grudge. Deleted character from planning stage?
"Ah. First time missing that damn blonde. Thanks."
"What?"
White-hair suddenly glared at my words. Till now detached; now angry.
What? Stepped on landmine?
"Haha. Sorry. Rude missing someone else in front of partner, right?"
Apologized quick with smile. No dice. She looked down in disgust.
What's wrong? Don't know 3-second rule?
"Damn... what?"
She approached as I fixed my ridiculous pose. I flailed sweatily.
Few options against stronger foe.
"Huh? Damn? Damn blonde? Why—"
Vision spins again. No, blink.
Stabilize, and white-hair approaches with crunch!!
"Get up."
Why are you doing this to me?