## Chapter 16 – 16. Dropping Out (2)
#16. Dropping Out (2)
Giving birth to my child! This was no longer the exclusive domain of men.
I realized how much scarier women who sincerely shout, “I’ll give birth to your child!” are compared to the previous line.
Just as I was wondering if I would have my seed stolen helplessly in the snare of women who were sincerely courting me, a hand reached out to save me.
“Green tea? Coffee? What do you like?”
“I’ll have juice.”
“Here.”
It was just water.
“…”
“Just drink it?”
“Yes.”
That’s too much.
Shin Ye-hwa, a professor in her mid-30s, is famous among men for her always-perfect fashion sense, which is young for a professor.
If you’re a man, the saying, ‘With those looks, why is she a professor? She should just be a model,’ is bound to come out like a national rule upon first meeting her, such is her appearance and figure.
In short, she was the upgraded version of a top-tier teaching assistant in Korea.
Of course, she wasn’t quite at Iris’s level.
Honestly, Iris was so far beyond the norm that even comparing other women to her was disrespectful.
Of course, there was no disagreement that Professor Shin Ye-hwa was on another level, beyond the scope of ordinary Easterners.
“So, Hyun-woo, you’re trying to drop out?”
“Yes.”
“The reason is entering the Magic Tower? You’ve become a mage?”
“That’s right.”
Shin Ye-hwa’s reaction was quite different from the reactions of the other people in the office earlier.
She didn’t seem very surprised.
‘Well, it’s not like she’s going to be surprised by everything when it’s not her business. It’s a bit much for a professor to be seducing students because of marriage.’
Still, it was a shame.
Apart from the trouble in the office, I was secretly pleased.
“Could you tell me who you learned magic from?”
“Is that a question necessary for the dropout procedure?”
“Couldn’t you say it’s a question out of personal curiosity?”
No sooner had she finished speaking than Professor Shin Ye-hwa unfolded her legs and crossed them again in the opposite direction.
And very slowly.
Thanks to that, I could leisurely admire her splendid underwear between her tight H-skirt and the black stockings covering her legs.
“Hmm? Is it difficult to tell me?”
“…A little?”
No sooner had I finished speaking than she unfolded her legs again and crossed them in the opposite direction, showing her intentions so blatantly that it was absurd.
“Hmm? Why? Is there something on my legs?”
“…No.”
There’s a limit to being shameless. She blatantly shows her panties to her student, who is about to drop out, and then reacts like that.
However.
‘Black stockings are getting in the way at times like this.’
I personally like black stockings, but it’s a different story if they’re subtly hiding underwear like now.
It’s clear that it’s black lingerie, but I can’t see it well because of the black stockings.
Professor Shin Ye-hwa seemed to know that, and she seemed to smile more on her face. I felt like I was being played more and more.
“I didn’t know you were so tight-lipped?”
“I often hear that.”
I told them without much thought at the Magic Tower, but that was because I wanted something from the Magic Tower at the time.
But I didn’t really want anything from Professor Shin Ye-hwa now, and there was no reason to look good.
Besides, she keeps acting like she’s going to show me, but she doesn’t really show me properly. Why would I tell her everything?
“As you know, Professor, I’m going to the Magic Tower, so I can’t keep going to university. Frankly, isn’t this interview just for show?”
“It depends on the person?”
Professor Shin Ye-hwa wore a smug expression.
“On the one hand, there are students like you who would be strange if they didn’t drop out and continue to go to university. On the other hand, there are students whose dropout is the end of a simple wandering. Even though the title of supervising professor in Korea is just a good-looking facade, shouldn’t we stop immature students from raising the difficulty of their lives on their own?”
That was the truth.
As expected of a professor.
“I’m self-taught.”
“Huh?”
“You asked who my magic teacher was. I learned it on my own.”
Judging by her attitude, it didn’t seem like she would spread her legs even if I dragged it out any longer, and it was better to go home and focus on magic training than to waste time like this.
“…Self-taught?”
“I’ll be on my way now. I’m a busy man in many ways.”
I put the dropout application on the desk and got up from my seat.
“Please submit the application for me. You have to pay for satisfying my professor’s curiosity, right?”
Click, I left the professor’s office that way.
***
Like the Magic Tower, Korea University is also on vacation.
Of course, unlike the Magic Tower, not all students leave the school during vacation.
Many students visit the school during vacation for summer classes or clubs.
Of course, it’s relatively more, but it’s bound to be inferior compared to during the semester.
“It’s quiet.”
The square and streets, which would normally be crowded with students, were deserted.
It was a peaceful afternoon, and as I walked down the quiet street, my head was filled with various thoughts.
Mostly thoughts about magic.
‘My magic.’
Suddenly, Iris’s lesson came to mind.
-Element, Concept, Alchemy, Spirit, Summoning. Mages don’t research magic according to their interests. They only decide what magic to research based on their talent.
My aptitude, which I found out through a simple experiment, was element and summoning.
Iris congratulated me, saying that I was blessed with talent compared to the fact that ordinary people only have an aptitude for one type of magic.
For reference, Iris was a triple mage with aptitudes for element, alchemy, and spirit.
“All I can use right now is fire and lightning… I’m not good at anything else.”
A fairly hot flame rose in my left hand, and sparks rose in my right hand.
Among elementalists, there were few mages who could handle more than two attributes.
In that regard, the fact that I, a mere 1st Circle mage, could use the two attributes of fire and lightning from the beginning was proof that I was an incredibly talented person.
“I don’t know much about summoning, but can I summon familiars or something?”
Iris was also ignorant about summoning, so I’ll have to learn about this at the Magic Tower.
While I was busy with the mental design of magic for a long time.
“Oh, who is this?”
“?”
I came back to my senses at the voice I heard nearby.
It was a familiar face.
An annoyingly handsome face, even the sight of him walking around with women on both sides.
It was Jeon Hye-sung, a classmate in my department.
‘…This sucks.’
My head was complicated with thoughts about magic, but I didn’t feel bad.
But from the moment I saw that guy’s face, I felt bad.
“Kang Hyun-woo, did you take summer classes too?”
Jeon Hye-sung, he’s what you call a silver spoon.
It’s no exaggeration to say that he came to university not to get a diploma, but to meet women.
He looked like a host player, so he was popular among the women in the department.
But I hate that guy. It’s not just that I hate him, I hate him so much.
When I entered the school, there were only 10 men in the Gate Support Department, including me and Jeon Hye-sung.
Naturally, we became close, and we had a mind to get along and have a good university life.
But that Jeon Hye-sung bastard was the worst of the worst.
Whether he resembled his father, a corrupt politician who liked to take bribes more than three meals a day, he engaged in political maneuvering among those few men.
Especially when the semester started, he often spoke ill of a classmate who was particularly short and frail.
Some of us, including me, were unhappy with that, but because he was so generous that he always paid for drinks and meals, and he got along well with the girls, he was always the one doing the political maneuvering, not the one being targeted.
After that, he made men he didn’t like into laughingstocks by openly criticizing them in front of the women.
The guys who were capable of normal thinking hated and distanced themselves from Jeon Hye-sung early on, but there weren’t many women in their early 20s who would hate a guy who drove a foreign car and paid for drinks.
Of course, there were a few guys who sucked Jeon Hye-sung’s dick. I don’t remember who they were in detail.
As the atmosphere in the department was divided into guys who got along with Jeon Hye-sung, guys who hated him, and guys who didn’t care, we went on an MT.
And that night, an incident broke out.
-Okay, everyone! Please pay attention!
Among the classmates who were excited about drinking, Jeon Hye-sung glanced at me and made a mocking expression.
-Kang Hyun-woo has a girl he likes here! He wants to be brave and confess, so let’s all cheer him on with applause!
Logically, anyone could see that it was a bad joke.
Far from responding, most of the classmates would have frowned and glared at Jeon Hye-sung.
But maybe I was underestimating Jeon Hye-sung’s level of political maneuvering.
-Oooooh!!
-Kang Hyun-woo! Kang Hyun-woo!
A few guys who were usually close to Jeon Hye-sung started to respond.
And the female student who was pointed out was a girl I knew well.
It was Yoo Soo-bin, a classmate in my department and someone I actually had a crush on.
Of course, my expression was ruined, but the guys who had already had a few drinks started to enjoy the situation more and more.
Of course, not Soo-bin.
She was about to be publicly confessed to by a classmate she didn’t even know well. If I had been an alpha male, it would have been ‘We’re dating from today’ that day, but unfortunately, I was just an ordinary guy.
Having my first love forcibly ended without even confessing, I was even enshrined as the MT Confession Guy on the community board.
For reference, I had never told Jeon Hye-sung that I liked Soo-bin.
It was just a casual remark I made while drinking with other male classmates, but how did that bastard know? My head was complicated with that thought for a while.
If it had been anyone else, they would have taken a leave of absence from the military or dropped out, but I gritted my teeth and endured.
I went to school, ignoring the gazes of the people around me who whispered every time I passed by.
By the time I was a sophomore, the rumors about me had almost disappeared, and I was able to have a fairly pleasant school life.
However, I couldn’t easily forget the fact that the guy who told Jeon Hye-sung about me and agreed with him was among the classmates who were with me that day.
-Who is it? Who said it? Ji-tae? Yoo-hyun? Hyun-woo? Or is it Sun-ho?
In a situation where I didn’t know who the culprit was, it became impossible to spend my department life with my friends like before, and so I became an outsider who did everything alone, from lectures to meals to studying for exams.
“Hey.”
Just thinking about that time makes my stomach churn.
“Don’t act friendly and get lost. I don’t want to eat with you drooling all over the place.”
A host player who plays with other people’s lives and empty-headed bitches.
It was a set meal that only the gutter would look at.
“…That’s a bit harsh.”
“Yeah, Kang Hyun-woo! Why are you talking like that?”
“Hye-sung was worried about you not having any friends, so he talked to you!”
Even the host player who plays with other people’s lives and the empty-headed bitches.
It was a set meal that only the gutter would look at.
“Oh, you still remember what happened at the MT…”
Bang!
My fist reacted quickly to the word MT. Don’t hold back, fist.
“Ugh!”
With a fist full of sincerity, the guy fell to the floor.
“Kyaa!”
“Hye, Hye-sung!”
I’m a rational and non-violent person.
But sometimes the wildness inside me can’t be controlled and runs rampant, and it seems like today is one of those days.
“Ha, haha… I’m okay, guys, so you don’t have to worry.”
Jeon Hye-sung smiled kindly, considering he had a nosebleed.
No, he forced it.
His lips were trembling, and it was clear that if there weren’t any girls, he would have cursed and punched me.
Of course, if he had, I would have been thankful. I would have enjoyed alternating between fire fists and lightning fists and hitting that bastard in the jaw.
“Then, we’re reconciled with this?”
Look at him managing his image in front of the girls.
“Shut your mouth. Your breath stinks.”
Grinding teeth could be heard from somewhere.
He’ll have a hard time if he gets implants later.
I hope he keeps grinding his teeth habitually.
“Have fun with your empty-headed bitch.”
I threw him the finger and left the scene.
***
Beep beep-
In a secluded alley on the way home, I called a new number that had been saved for a long time.
Click, the other person answered the phone.
“Hello, Grandma?”
-Oh my, my grandson-in-law. What’s wrong?
I tried to speak carefully without trembling as much as possible.
It wasn’t something light to say, like “Have you eaten?”
“Do you happen to know a politician named Jeon Jin-muk?”
-Ah. Yes, I know him well. He’s the one whose campaign this time requires cooperation with the Magic Tower, and I’m in charge of that.
“…Then, can I ask you a favor, even if it’s rude?”
-A favor?
I know this is rude. She and I only met briefly this morning, so it’s just a short and shallow relationship.
But only she could grant this favor right now.
Of course, the future me could do it too, but it wouldn’t mean anything if I didn’t do it right now.
“I want to get revenge on Jeon Jin-muk. No, to be exact, on his son.”
-Hmm… Hyun-woo, I didn’t think you were so emotional.
“It’s the most important thing to me.”
-Hmm…
I could feel the difficulty in Choi Young-ok’s humming over the phone.
So I added a word to ease her worries a little.
“I have an aptitude for element and summoning.”
-…?
“I’m still limited to handling fire and lightning as far as elements go, but I’m confident that I’ll be able to handle more attributes in the future.”
I decided to make it a deal, not a one-sided request.
“And…”
The price was myself.
“I think I’ll reach 2nd Circle soon.”
It wasn’t a lie.
What a mage needs to reach the next level is to create a circle, a ring made of magic, in their heart.
Just three days.
I’m confident that if I’m given that time, I can reach 2nd Circle.
“It’s a request from my prospective grandson-in-law… How can I refuse?”
There’s no denying that it’s a gamble.
It was possible that Choi Young-ok would look at me in a bad light because of this.
But I was so serious about revenge that I had to take that gamble.
-Hyun-woo.
“…Yes.”
A rather serious voice came.
-You said your goal is revenge?
Gulp… Dry saliva went down my throat with difficulty.
-I’ll show you more than you can imagine, so look forward to it. Hehe.
In the last conversation of the call, I could see a heavy favor and a chilling determination towards me in her voice.
This is just my guess, but I think Jeon Jin-muk will soon be out on the street because he had a bad son.
