Constellation of the Reverse World 123

Chapter 123 – Episode 123: Self-Esteem 3

The school life followed by Kim Ha-eun was peaceful.
Just like Han Ye-ji’s memory, it was a peaceful day without a monster popping out of nowhere.

Wielding a shinai in PE class
Hot-blooded schoolgirls bet on it
A situation where introverted male students are quietly sitting in the corner.

After that, Kim Ha-eun’s typical school life continued.

Playing in the water at the tap and wiping away sweat.
While receiving school lunches, she was acting aegyo to the feeder, asking for more meat from her.
She nodded her head, unable to bear her drowsiness after she ate her fill after running around sweating.
Then, until she wakes up from a bad night’s sleep so that her white forehead her exposed through her light purple hair turns red.

‘What the hell are you trying to say?’

Every subconscious and dream I’ve been through has been in an understandable way.

A dream in which you fantasize about a person who greets you because of a lack of affection,
Constellation Otakura A dream in which the constellation is afraid of disappearing,
Dream of leading an army and defeating monsters to become a great being.

Or the unconscious is mixed
A dream of being chased by a muscular woman in a comedy horror game
The background of the horror game I saw during the day appears
He also dreams of the raunchy dreams he desires.

So what is this dream about?

“Chief, greetings-“

“”Thank you!!””

Little heads bowed their heads
The campus is filled with the buzz of “Wah”.

Young students disperse in groups of threes and threes with the dismissal bell as the background sound.
There was nothing that I could understand between desire and unconsciousness.

If I had to squeeze it out, since I became an incarnation at a young age, I long for a normal life?

If celebrities from previous lives succeed since they were students,
I did say that I wanted to go to school normally.

But that couldn’t be the only reason.
The world’s best swordsman and the highest talent recognized by the Constellation.
A person with that kind of talent goes crazy just because he wants to go to school?

Feel the greatness of your own constellation
After feeling hopeless and feeling that the way to go is blocked
The feeling that follows is ‘I want to go to middle school’.

No matter how you think about it, isn’t it unnatural?

While thinking so, the surroundings suddenly become dark.
If it’s cloudy or if it’s raining, I look up
All you can see is the sun going down.

“What else is that?”

The sun sets quickly as if it had been fast-forwarded.
And the moon rises and sets right away.

It felt like it hadn’t even been 5 minutes
Time passed from afternoon to midnight, from midnight to morning.
While I was looking around blankly, the front door opened and students rushed in.
Even the light purple hair that stands out among the waves of black hair.

She’s carrying her slippers dangling in her pockets and playing around with her friends.
Perhaps because of her hair and skin color her, she is not a middle school student.
She can’t help but look like a foreign kid model.

Even in a world where men and women are reversed, middle school students are still children.
The female students run around screaming, not even knowing that their skirts are flipped.
Male students see it and turn their heads, frowning and saying it is dirty.

Pulling the tie of someone else’s school uniform
She waxes the hallway, then skates and falls out
A guy who went to the infirmary because he broke his arm while betting on who he would jump higher on the stairs returns as a hero.

He was so active that I wondered if he was not a girl, but a boy with long hair.
And without fail, at the center of the incident was a small, light purple head.

‘What kind of dream is this…?’

Any regrets about your school days when you couldn’t become an insider?
Or are you just kidding about wanting to put down all the pressure of being Hwashin and play around?

Seeing middle school students running around without worrying about the world makes my head more complicated.

I’d rather have a monster come out and panic the kids
It makes me wish Hwashin would appear like a hero and save the children.

When it’s dismissal time again, let’s ring the bell
Based on the last student passing through the school gate
Time starts to pass quickly.

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Are there monsters at school?
The playground splits apart and robots are dispatched
A few of the students did not become the chosen children.

Just like the memory of the female student, after the 3 daily routines have passed, it just comes out naturally.

‘An oriental mansion without a bamboo sword, a school with a bamboo sword.’

If you put your hand on the sleeping female disciple and enter the dream, an oriental mansion appears.
Conversely, if you put your hand on a bamboo sword and think of entering a dream, a middle school appears.

The only thing in common is that the experience ends after 3 days.

I’ve heard that psychology experts have arrived in this esoteric situation, but
There was a problem I hadn’t even imagined.

“I-I’m sorry, but I can’t read it.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, except for wanting to go back to a safe place because I’m sleepy…”

Psychologists I think
They were people who understood and healed people through actions, speech and counseling.

However, this world is a world where constellations, incarnations, magic, and psychic powers exist.
If you are a psychologist who is famous enough to be invited to the academy, you are Hwashin.
Behavior correction? Tone analysis? Psychological counseling?
That’s what authority solves.

“Rather than that, there seems to be a being that I’m extremely afraid of… Is that okay?”

“Oh, that’s fine.”

A middle-aged man, introduced as the incarnation of the music box, wipes his sweat with a handkerchief.
It was because the magical energy that went round and round spread dizzyingly, but there was no gain.

I’ve been pouring in until my magic power runs out, already several times.
Repeatedly failing in front of the two constellations, his face turned white as if he would faint.
It’s a situation where you feel like holding on to the toilet and throwing up right away.

He was the best counselor in the western continent who read and counseled memories, emotions, and psychology.
He couldn’t figure out the female student who was suffering from the coin intoxication and the old bamboo sword.

They say he is the highest authority among incarnations in this field.

“To be precise, it’s not that I can’t read, I have nothing to read.”

“Nothing to read?”

“Yes. It’s difficult to explain my powers precisely… But, to put it simply, it’s like tasting a dish? It’s similar to a chef tasting a dish and trying to guess what ingredients are in it. Once the dish is in your Mouth, you have to try it to taste it. Can’t you tell? Right now, the patient’s condition is that he can’t taste the food because he doesn’t have any food.”

It was the first time this situation had happened, so it was a bit gibberish.
I used up my magic power until it ran out, stare at the sword that cuts through the bridle
I was invited by the academy and boasted of my doctorate, but nothing came of it.
In the meantime, it seems like the words are twisted because I keep saying no, I can’t.

But it’s kind of weird.

“So, you’re trying to read memories and emotions, but you can’t even get close to magic power, right?”

“Yes. I can see that.”

Wiping the sweat with a handkerchief, I felt sorry for my forehead, which was only getting thicker and thicker.
But what? I came with a doctor’s ticket and can’t do anything.
The trembling in his voice makes it seem like he’s about to faint at any moment due to tension or mana exhaustion.

Psychology doctor Hwa-sin, who was receiving glare from the sword that cuts through his bridle, returns with support.
The sword that slashed the bridle returned as he lowered his head to ask for just the effort as usual.
I’m not confident, but in the end, I got to a situation where I had to roll my head to solve it.

‘I think that cat gave me a hint.’

An old bamboo sword that the retriever suddenly bit into.
My avatar deformed by the cat’s sudden interference.
A female student who distorted her memories of her and was left alone in the mansion.
Kim Ha-eun, who occupied the main character’s place in the memory of a female student.
And even the incarnation of psychology who waved his hand saying ‘access to memories is impossible’.

‘Memories are not accessible, why?’

It wouldn’t be a lack of ability.
This isn’t the Earth from my previous life, is there such a thing as a fake doctor?
He was chosen by the Constellation and verified by the Academy.

When I roll my head, the sugar seems to drop
I randomly took out a sweet soda and continued to think while drinking it.
As he grew in size, his rice box also increased.

As I was rolling my head like that, a hypothesis popped out.
Of course, this hypothesis doesn’t explain everything, it just fits together, but that’s somewhere.
Putting aside the bamboo sword that the retriever carried and my appearance changed by the cat.

There are two words: deep consciousness and surface consciousness.
It was a word that I briefly mentioned when the incarnation of the music box that slept earlier explained it.
It’s literally what’s inside and outside of the heart, but that’s not what’s important.

I thought there was depth in my heart.

‘What if what I was looking at was not subconscious, but scratching the surface?’

The consciousness of the female disciple caught in the coin intoxication is sitting in the depths.
Through magical power, I have reached the female disciple’s nose
What if the incarnation of the sleeping music box didn’t even arrive nearby?

The reason why the same day repeats is because it’s not a perfect dream.
What if you are only experiencing the surface, and even the fragments of the surface, like rinsing the surface of a watermelon?

Other questions remain unanswered, but it was a hypothesis worth trying.
He immediately hid behind the sofa and placed his hand on the head of the female student who was crouching.

What I see in front of me is an oriental-style mansion that I am sick of because I am no longer used to it.
I couldn’t do anything and just stared blankly, I couldn’t even see the white breasts.
This is already the 7th entry into a world where 3 days go by every time you experience it.

… If this fails, you will do nothing for a total of 21 days and be dazed.

I got up from the verandah and headed to the wide yard.
To the female disciple who wields her wooden sword against straw scarecrows and logs and kokeshi dolls.
She passed her jacket her, which she had thrown off because of the sweat, and stood in front of her.

Huong- A wooden sword that makes a bloody sound passes through me.
Her her hand her, stretched out to her her small breasts her, where drops of sweat were trickling down her cheeks her, also passed through her.
The furniture in the mansion can be touched at will, but only the female student can’t touch it.

‘Yeah, is this the answer?’

Gathering her mana her at the tip of her hand her, she grabbed the female disciple’s shoulder her.
What comes to mind this time is the entrance, not the exit.

I feel that I am being pulled somewhere, as if someone is grabbing my hair.
Two voices are heard even before the sight is opened.

“Haaaaagh!”

“Slow down!”

“Ouch!”

I open my eyes listening to the bloody sound
I saw Kim Ha-eun rolling on the floor, being beaten like a dog by the female student’s wooden sword.

… What’s the situation?