Chapter 115: A Sheep’s Survival Strategy Is Strong
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 115: A Sheep’s Survival Strategy Is Strong
“I absolutely loathe it when there are so many kids around.”
Alicia seemed to detest the sound of children running and screaming even more than the gazes being showered upon her.
“Then why don’t you just go home? I’m about to die of embarrassment because everyone’s staring at us because of you,” Morian said, adjusting her sunglasses as she gave Alicia’s shoulder a slight shove.
“Well, what can I do if the people of the United Kingdom are completely captivated by my beauty? Being talented is a sin, isn’t it, Yong-hwan?”
“My mom is the prettiest!”
“Kyaaa~! Right? You like Mommy best, don’t you?”
I blocked Alicia’s nonsense by using my mom as a shield. However, the shield was a bit heavy, and I couldn't resist the massive force I was buried in.
“I’m gonna marry Mommy~!”
“Yes, yes, let’s get married! Let’s have lots of little brothers who are also our sons~!”
I didn’t know what to do with my doting fool of a mother, but since she was a member of the inferior elf race whose only redeeming quality was her beauty, I had to be understanding.
I patted those large breasts with my palms to peel her off me. At home, I might massage them or give her kisses, but doing that outside was a bit embarrassing, even for me.
Morian crept closer and carefully knelt beside me. It was a movement that practically screamed for attention.
“Morian Noona, thanks for coming to the sports festival!”
“Ahem, well, I’m busy, but I had to come for our Yong-hwan’s sports festival.”
When I reached out, Morian leaned down and pressed against me as if she were being hugged. I wasn't the type to feed a fish I’d already caught, but the outfit of this exhibitionist sister—wearing a crop top even in this chilly weather—was pretty, so I had no choice but to play along.
“I came here hoping to find some pretty married men since it’s a sports festival, but it’s just a field of abalones.”
Tiria Le Piats clicked her tongue as she looked around, looking bored. According to what I heard from Mom a few days ago, she almost got sued again for flirting with a pretty boy.
I wasn't sure if it was settled because Mom and her friends have some power in society, or why they hadn't cut ties with this crazy sweet simp who should have been stripped of her robes and forced to be a lawyer long ago. I only feared the school ties that bound them through Grandma.
The fact that her race was a Celestial also played a huge part in amplifying my disgust for this world.
In this neighborhood, they seemed to classify the Celestial Race as a subspecies of humanity, like Sirens or Snow Women. For me, angels had an image of being lively, holy, and kind, so I was just trembling with a sense of betrayal; I had no personal feelings against her.
More importantly.
“By the way, your name was Su-yeon, right? Do you want to learn the sword from me?”
“No, this child needs to learn magic. Right, Su-yeon?”
“Tiria, Alicia, don’t try to outbid me for my disciple.”
“Hindel, you’re not popular with kids because your face is scary. Su-yeon, my sister is the CEO of a celebrity agency. Are you interested in being a child actor?”
The pack of females I was raising and nurturing (excluding Tiria) was showing interest in Im Su-yeon.
From my perspective, she was just slightly pretty, slightly good at sports, and slightly good at studying, so I couldn't understand why they were all so interested.
“Everyone, stop bothering the child. I’m sorry, Su-yeon. Do you want to try this?”
Mom held out a piece of fruit on a toothpick to Im Su-yeon. I didn't know why Im Su-yeon’s mom and my mom got along so well, and I didn't know why my mom was looking after Im Su-yeon just because her mom was busy, but...
“I’m going to eat it!”
I snatched the fruit Mom was holding out. I couldn't let Im Su-yeon take my mom away too. I couldn't understand what was so great about that damn girl that everyone liked her so much.
“Huh? Yong-hwan, are you pouting because Mommy didn't pay attention to you?”
“Yeah!”
Ame Cal Degrain’s green eyes widened in surprise. If I were a normal child, I would have denied it, but this was my 2nd playthrough.
“If you like Im Su-yeon that much, then you be Im Su-yeon’s mom! I’m going to be Hindel’s son!”
“Yo-Yong-hwan!?”
“Hindel~ Mama~ Mama~ Be my mommy~!”
“Oh.”
Mom should have been doting on me, but I couldn't stand her bad habit of constantly trying to take care of a kid whose parents didn't come to the sports festival. Hindel hugged me as if to protect me.
For the record, the reason I was in a bad mood today was simple.
“Yong-hwan, Su-yeon went out for the relay race. You have to follow her. You’re on the same team, aren’t you?”
“Tch.”
It was because all my passionate efforts—kicking, hitting, educating, pushing, making them run errands, making them carry heavy things, making them carry luggage, taking their snacks, and making them clean in my place just to beat Im Su-yeon—had gone down the drain.
Who would have thought they’d divide the teams into even-numbered and odd-numbered classes?
Additionally.
“You shouldn't push your friends~!”
“But the kid fell down.”
“Tsk—no!”
In a competitive society, it was only natural to push the girl in front of me, trip the girl who was doing well, and overtake the ones who were bad to take first place, but the constant nagging from the teachers acting as referees was one of the many reasons I was stressed.
Under Lee Ji-yeon, it didn't matter if I gave the kids flying kicks, threw balls using mana, or made them cry after giving them a noggin for fighting. But due to the nature of the elementary school, I had no contact with teachers from other classes, so I had no way to 'persuade' (?) them.
Just wait until I get to a higher school. I’ll wrap every teacher who enters my classroom around my finger and build my own kingdom.
Even though I had scored points by throwing balls and overtaking all the seniors while keeping an eye on Im Su-yeon, I ended up putting in three fewer than her. Swallowing my sense of defeat, I trudged back to our spot.
“I’ve been doing very well. You’re as beautiful as ever, ma’am.”
A guest. No, a bitch had arrived.
“Teacher Lee Ji-yeon should be resting too, so I feel bad that you were suddenly assigned here because of me. Usually, the remaining time is when you’d be traveling and having fun...”
“No, no. It’s always fun being with Yong-hwan. Oh, by the way, can I call you 'unni' when it’s just the two of us? It’s been my dream to have an older sister since I was little!”
Mom looked around in embarrassment, but her friends were already busy telling Im Su-yeon, who had returned to rest, to become their disciple or that they’d introduce her to somewhere, so Mom couldn't even properly refuse the homeroom teacher’s burdensome behavior.
“B-but... if the parent and the teacher become too close personally...”
“He’s a boy, isn't he? You must be very worried about how he’s doing at school. Even at school, they say that if you’re a boy’s homeroom teacher, you should contact the mother often to ease her worries.”
Lee Ji-yeon’s skill at talking was no joke. But there was no need to give this sheep a 'true education' for being cheeky to my mom.
Fortunately, that garbage-tier ewe of a homeroom teacher’s goal wasn't to eat me, but to be eaten by me!
Compared to the pervert dragon who wanted to eat my mom or the pervert sisters who wanted to eat me, she was easier to handle and had higher loyalty, so it was a good thing if she got along with Mom.
Mom, who only knew work and family, probably needed at least one friend who lived a normal social life.
Since she associated with people like a big-shot mafia boss, a company CEO, a prosecutor who gets reported for sexual harassment, and an actor famous for having a terrible personality, it was no wonder she said things like marrying her son.
“Teacher, you’re here too?”
“Ah, Yong-hwan, you’re back. Here, sit here. Right here.”
Lee Ji-yeon patted her thigh. For a mere chair, she was being quite cheeky, commanding me where to sit. Suppressing the surge of irritation in my chest, I sat between Mom and Lee Ji-yeon.
“Our Yong-hwan did so well! Did you get 1st place?”
“...2nd place.”
“But you put in thirty-five?”
“I put in thirty-six.”
Mom avoided my gaze. It seemed this woman had been doing something else while her son was sweating and performing at the sports festival.
If we were at home, I would have given her a smack on the butt for the sin of being born as an inferior race, but outside, I had no choice but to smile faintly to increase my value as 'a peony when standing, a tree peony when sitting, and a lily when walking.'
Lee Ji-yeon, perhaps reading my mood, shifted her position several times, subtly stimulating me by showing off her tempting backside, but I wasn't a monkey or someone easily swayed by desire.
“You’re Yong-hwan’s homeroom teacher? You’re not the person I knew.”
Alicia, who had been preaching the merits of studying abroad in the Empire to Im Su-yeon, frowned as she looked at Lee Ji-yeon.
“Hello, the previous teacher was assigned as the vice-principal, so I took over.”
“I requested it. She’s the one who looked after Yong-hwan at the Basic Education Institute. It just so happened she had also taken the elementary teacher appointment exam.”
“Why are you picking a fight with Yong-hwan’s homeroom teacher when you should be trying to make a good impression?”
As Alicia acted out (?), Mom explained, and Morian stepped in, pushing Alicia aside to sit next to Lee Ji-yeon.
“Hello, it’s a good thing Yong-hwan has so many wonderful sisters.”
Lee Ji-yeon began to deal with the people who had come to check her, smiling brightly.
“...I heard you were the top scorer for this United Kingdom appointment?”
Hindel stared at Lee Ji-yeon with her head tilted at a sharp angle.
“Yes, I was lucky enough to get good results despite my shortcomings. With such prominent people here, I know my 'place' very well. I look forward to working with 'everyone,' okay?”
Our sheep, seemingly fearless, smiled radiantly at the mafia boss, once again signaling that she was harmless. I wondered if such a cheap trick would work, but seeing the atmosphere quickly turn warm, it seemed Lee Ji-yeon’s strategy had worked well.