Chapter 37: Counterattack
The homeroom teacher of Class 3, first year, Kim Jin-hyeok.
He was a typical villain.
With slightly better skills than others and quick reflexes, he used these to push others around and somehow climb his way up to become a teacher at the Great Demon Subjugation Academy.
The way he lived after becoming a teacher at this academy was no different.
That's why he could confidently say that the 'perception' that had allowed him to survive this academy life was something he was superior to others in.
He prided himself on being able to lead the remaining academy life with just this one thing.
But today, a miracle happened.
An existence outside the realm of possibility.
There was no way he could have noticed something like that.
No matter how much of a class president he was.
Even if it was the highest-ranked in Class 5, first year.
He thought that the 'swordsman' who hadn't caused any big rumors until now, with the ability to defeat a hunter trainee of that level, was impossible.
But lo and behold.
Amazing mana control and swordsmanship that he had never seen or heard of.
This wasn't just a first-year student.
This guy was an existence that would bring about some upheaval in the future.
An existence that could shine a ray of light in this world filled with darkness.
Although he didn't want to admit it, no matter how he looked at it, this guy was material for becoming a 'hero'.
gulp.
Kim Jin-hyeok swallowed his saliva.
Jeong Jojun swung his sword, slicing off the hunter trainee's badge, and smiled leisurely while looking at him.
"Hey, uncle."
Kim Jin-hyeok thought.
Using all the tricks he had used to survive so far, he calculated how to appease this 'crazy guy'.
"Hey, uncle! Are you deaf?"
"U.. huh?!"
Kim Jin-hyeok, speaking in a stuttering manner, tried to buy time to think.
"Uncle."
But without giving him any time, Jeong Jojun approached Kim Jin-hyeok with quick steps.
"You chickened out, didn't you?"
With a fierce smile, Jeong Jojun grabbed his sword, and his savage smile made Kim Jin-hyeok's heart sink.
"Hahaha! Why are you acting like that, friend!"
With a hearty laugh, Kim Jin-hyeok tried to casually touch Jeong Jojun's shoulder as if they were close friends, but
thud.
Kim Jin-hyeok's hand was blocked by Jeong Jojun's sword sheath.
"I don't like being touched by men. Especially ugly guys like you."
He spat out impolite casual speech, ignoring him, but Kim Jin-hyeok thought he had to endure it.
Right now, he had to appease the guy somehow.
"Yeah. I was wrong!"
In the end, Kim Jin-hyeok decided.
Putting aside the position of teacher and adult, Kim Jin-hyeok decided to apologize.
"I didn't know you were such a wonderful student. I was wrong!"
Pretending to neatly accept it and apologize.
Not giving the other any more leeway and cutting it off was the best.
But this was the best option Kim Jin-hyeok had thought of.
"Why? The one who should apologize is not me."
But Kim Jin-hyeok's apology didn't work.
Jeong Jojun calmly pushed Kim Jin-hyeok's body with the sword sheath and pointed to one side.
"Shouldn't you apologize to him?"
That side was the student Kim Jin-hyeok thought was irredeemable trash.
Cheonghwa.
"What's up?"
Jeong Jojun smiled fiercely again.
"Do you want to fight with me?"
Seeing the eyes overflowing with fighting spirit, Kim Jin-hyeok swallowed his saliva again and walked in front of Cheonghwa with a stuttering step.
This was unavoidable.
Apologizing was like an unavoidable natural disaster.
That's how Kim Jin-hyeok comforted himself.
*
"Umm."
Clouds that looked like they had been torn apart floated above the clear sky.
The refreshing spring breeze and the soft touch of thighs felt from behind.
Eating the delicious lunchbox Alice had packed, filling the stomach with fullness.
Is this happiness?
"President. Because of what happened yesterday, you've become quite famous, right?"
While basking in the happiness, the president put a nicely cut apple into his mouth.
chew.
After swallowing it cleanly, he answered.
"Yeah, well. It couldn't be helped."
It wasn't a sparring in a training room, but a big commotion on the B building sports field, so it was strange that no one knew about it.
And he had to be noticed like this.
The more he influenced the world, the more causality he was given.
Yesterday, the angel said.
'P.. player! Causality is being copied! If this continues, after the third scenario ends, it's definitely a class change!'
So, it was good that he became more famous.
Even the dragon eye swordsman was this destructive, how strong would the other two classes, swift swordsman and sword aura master be.
I have to copy the causality quickly and change classes.
Thinking about yesterday's events, the disgusting male teacher naturally came to mind.
"President, what happened to that teacher yesterday?"
After the commotion ended, he contacted the president separately and reported the male teacher's disgrace in detail.
"Ah, that person?"
The president answered with a gentle smile.
"He was fired."
"Eh?"
Can you just fire someone like that?
"Originally, there were some rumors about that teacher even before, so this time I took the opportunity to fire him~"
Speaking in a casual tone, he said it without any concern.
"But is that okay? Then what about the class teacher?"
"I hired a capable person who had been invited to the academy several times as a guest lecturer, so it's fine~"
"Is it that easy?"
At his words, the president smiled brightly and drew a circle with his finger.
"I paid double the money."
Ah, so that's how it is? This world really wasn't that different.
Money was the best.
"But, Jojun. I saw that Cheonghwa person today, right?"
"Yeah."
Not only did he report the male teacher's disgrace yesterday, but he also made one more request.
To see if the president could analyze the ability of Cheonghwa's unique ability 'Black Lightning' with Yongan.
From what he saw, it wasn't just a simple 'Nature' ability.
With his nature affinity, he couldn't catch any clue, so it definitely wasn't a nature ability.
"That is to say...."
The president, trailing off, looked troubled.
Was it that the side effect was severe?
Worry immediately arose.
"I couldn't see it."
"Eh?"
What did that mean.
I couldn't see it.
Did Yongan not work on all abilities?
"Actually, I saw something vaguely, but... only those seven black horns? And the Yongan naturally turned off..."
Ah.
Suddenly, the pattern on Cheonghwa's wrist came to mind.
At that time, it was just thought to be a triangular shape, but thinking again, it might look like horns.
"Actually, after seeing that kid, my Yongan didn't turn on for an hour, so I was surprised for a while."
"Really?"
Even after just glancing at it, it paralyzed the Yongan for an hour?
What kind of ability did Cheonghwa have?
"Unnie, are you okay now?"
Alice, who had given him a lap pillow, asked the president worriedly.
Today, she received a lap pillow because she couldn't see the sky due to the president's chest.
The president said because of the chest, the sky was not visible.
"Yeah, it's okay now. But what is that kid anyway.."
ding ding ding-
The bell signaling the end of lunch time rang throughout the school.
"Ah. Jojun, if you need anything later, please contact me again."
"Thank you always. President."
"No~ Don't worry. Jojun is"
The president smiled brightly and said.
"The 'Savior' is you."
Savior.
Today's 'Savior' felt particularly strong.
Indeed, this world was a world that would break without the player 'me'.
The vaccine to stop the demons that the crazy Mubaek guy had arbitrarily expanded.
'The fate is determined by 'me' alone.'
Lost in thought, the president and vice-president said goodbye and left.
Alice also said goodbye to him after looking at him, and went down for afternoon classes.
"Um."
Looking at the deep blue sky, he recalled the meaning of 'Savior'.
"Player!"
Pop!
With perfect timing, his friend the angel appeared.
"Do you have any worries?"
"Angel."
He told the angel about the conversation he had just been thinking about.
"What if.. what if I can't save this world, what happens?"
"Why are you saying such scary things, player."
The angel, with eyes wide open in shock.
"No, just. Purely out of curiosity."
"Aish~ Player, you surprised me."
The angel brushed her chest and said.
"It disappears. Without any trace, it burns away."
"Really."
Kneeling.
He stretched his stiff body and moved towards the virtual combat training center behind the building.
Training hard today too.
To save this world.
I couldn't be lazy.
*
The third room next to the stairs in the virtual combat training center.
It was the place where he trained with Cheonghwa during afternoon classes.
Squeak.
Opening the glass door, a beautiful girl with short bob hair and fierce appearance greeted him.
"Hello."
"Hi."
Waving his hand, he greeted Cheonghwa, who said as if waiting.
"You have something to say to me?"
"What?"
As usual, he moved the panel and set up a dummy in the room to receive the words.
"Everything. The fact that I fought with that Kim Jin-hyeok teacher yesterday, that I was fired today, and that I was asked to transfer to another class today."
After taking a deep breath, he continued.
"Why are you helping me without any compensation."
"Just my meddling."
"Shut up."
Thud.
Cheonghwa approached with quick steps and grabbed his wrist, turning him around.
"Who are you. Why do you keep helping me."
Cheonghwa looked at him with a furrowed brow.
In that expression, various emotions were visible.
A confusing emotion mixed with anxiety and doubt about the unreasonable goodwill.
"You don't mean.."
Suddenly, Cheonghwa's eyes widened, and she muttered as if she had realized.
And looking at him with trembling eyes, she said.
"Do you like me?"
"What?"
Unexpected answer, he asked without thinking.
"You like me?!"
With conviction in her tone, Cheonghwa said to him.
"That's right! There's no way I can help me without any compensation!"
Releasing the hand that was holding his wrist, Cheonghwa rubbed her cheeks that had become strangely flushed and raised her voice.
"Hey."
"I don't know if I'm pretty?! I don't know why?!"
Continuing to babble alone, he grabbed Cheonghwa's shoulder to divert her attention as she was flustered.
"Hey."
"Eh?!"
With a face completely red, Cheonghwa looked at him.
"It wasn't that."
He smiled and said.
"Eh?"
Cheonghwa's face was dyed with confusion.
"Just because I saw you, I remembered my old self and helped. So, just meddling."
"You don't like me?!"
Again, Cheonghwa asked herself.
"Want to like you?"
Smiling shamelessly, he said.
She was definitely a pretty and good-natured girl.
Thinking about it, there was no reason not to like her.
"Uh.. uwaa!"
Suddenly, he shook off his hand and raised both hands in a flash, screaming.
It was quite cute, like a machine with broken logic.
"You.. you!"
Pointing at him with a finger, Cheonghwa said.
"Liar! How can someone with talent like you remember my old self while looking at me?"
"It's true."
It was true.
No matter how hard he pushed himself to become strong, and even if he was dirtied with disgusting rumors around him.
He had silently polished his sword at that time.
In the end, he had given up.
But in the end, it happened in this game.
"Stop it!"
"Really."
Laughing lightly, he looked at Cheonghwa and said clearly.
"So, don't worry. I'm doing it because I like you."
This was self-satisfaction.
Projecting himself on Cheonghwa and reflecting on the events of the past a little.
"And Cheonghwa, you're not weak."
Swoosh.
Rolling up his shirt, he showed her the arm with the black lightning wound still remaining.
"You injured my body that your class president couldn't even touch?"
"You...!"
Cheonghwa, looking at him with teary eyes.
He laughed while looking at Cheonghwa.
"Stop thinking weird thoughts. Prepare for practice today too."
Even with the president's Yongan, it was invisible.
The 'Black Lightning' that wasn't a nature ability.
"To activate before the class ranking, I have to try hard somehow."
It would be hard, but from now on, he had to make Cheonghwa able to handle it.
Somehow.