Chapter 81 – Change (1)
Dormitories were assigned the same as before. Some people who knew about the existence of Cheon Ha-yeon probably tried their hand at it.
Concerns that he might be expelled from school for being a disciple of his master were all but unfounded.
However, the different gaze from before was clearly felt.
Even on the first day after the school started, it seems that rumors have already spread.
Confusion, vigilance, curiosity, hostility.
Even though I was still, all kinds of emotions were swirling around me.
“Hmmmm.”
The same was true of Kim Yong, who was walking in front of me repeatedly before class began.
“Do you have anything to say?”
“Not!”
Kim Yong resolutely denied it. Not really It looks like you have something to say.
“Don’t be like a dog that wants to poop, just say it.”
“That… Are you really a member of the Demonic Cult?”
Kim Yong glanced at me, averted his gaze, and brainwashed himself. Because the guy is like that, it’s very difficult to have a good night.
“Is it real or fake?”
“The second disciple of the Heavenly Demon?”
“Uh.”
“As expected, it was no accident that I was defeated. I get it.”
It was only then that Kim Yong nodded his head as if satisfied and disappeared. It hurts my pride to lose to a deserving boy somewhere, but is it okay to lose to the second disciple of the Heavenly Demon?
I just thought there were different ways to win the spirit. Beside me, Midsummer was holding back his laughter, lowering his head and shaking his shoulders.
[Are you kidding?]
[If you just look at him, he has a cute corner.]
[Don’t pay attention.]
[Are you jealous?]
[Sour.]
[It’s not my taste, so don’t worry. But it’s not a joke.]
[Geez. I feel like a tanker.]
No official announcement has been made regarding the selection of candidates for Midsummer’s Bride. It was a fact that only a few knew even within the Protestant Church, so eventually all eyes were on me.
Especially over there. A girl with a jade-colored headdress was giving me fierce hostility. I stared indifferently into her eyes and focused my energy on her.
Flinch.
‘Dangsoso’, whose expression was distorted by my bloody spirit, turned her head away. It seems that I am very dissatisfied with what I have done to the party.
Okay.
It’s the same thing that I don’t like the gate.
There’s no clear evidence, but I’m already convinced that the Kaesong Experiment Facility is also an issue.
In a classroom where subtle air currents continued to flow, Professor Chungha entered with a calm gait and met my gaze.
There was a slight concern in his eyes. Anyway, the more you look at her, the more tender she is. The Protestant image in the political faction would never be good.
Calmly, Professor Chungha opened her mouth.
“Did you have a good vacation? As you all know, the Musin Festival will be held this year.”
The world-wide festival, Musinje, is also known to me. It was part of a pretty flashy event in the game as well. In addition, the main event of the Musinje Festival, the Bimu Competition, could be seen as the Murim version of the Olympics.
“All cadets of the Joongwon Military Academy start with the finals. The advantage is that you don’t have to go through the preliminaries. This is also an experience, so please support me as much as possible.”
Professor Chungha continued to explain the musin system. Midsummer tapped her elbow on my side.
[Why?]
[Are you going out?]
[Of course I have to go.]
[Cellar. Then I have to leave.]
[Doesn’t look.]
[I don’t even want it. And is it different from before me?]
[Is it the same as me?]
[Anyway. I’m confident I won’t lose.]
[What did you learn at the Maiden’s Palace that made you feel diligent?]
[There is such a thing.]
[Don’t let other guys drop you. It wouldn’t be easy.]
[You also.]
I suddenly thought of her and glanced at her kite, and she shook her head slightly. She seemed to have no intention of leaving the world. Because she basically had to hide her identity.
“I have one more thing to tell you. This Musinje is scheduled to accept applicants who are under the age of 30 and who are older than the later age index, regardless of whether they are regular or not. That’s something the president has already decided on. A detailed announcement will be made later this week. Please note.”
If so, things are different again. Thanks to President Dokgopae, the opportunity came unexpectedly quickly. An opportunity to more clearly imprint the image of the Red Ryongdae.
Less than elip. The Jeokryongdae also belonged to the late index, which did not exceed 30, so they were qualified to participate.
You will have to break through from the preliminaries, but if you are at the level of the Jeokryongdae, you will come up to the finals without difficulty. It won’t be easy from there.
I think it will be a good match with the academy cadets.
***
After class.
On my way back to the dormitory after parting ways with Midsummer, I was called by the student council and arrived at the reception room in the student council building. Inside the lavishly decorated reception room, a woman was sitting on a sofa with her legs crossed.
“Welcome, junior.”
A seductive voice came to my ear.
“Could it be that the vice-president called?”
“Yes. I called.”
Beatrice smiled at me. I felt awkward, but for now, I went and sat nearby as Beatrice beckoned me. Beatrice stared at me.
“What did you call me for? Even just the two of us.”
It was a pretty awkward situation for me, knowing that she was her blood witch. Right after the start of the semester, probably because classes were over, there were hardly any people in and out of this spacious student council building.
“I have something to ask you.”
“Why do you mean just the two of you?”
“Yes. Junior, are you really from the Demonic Cult?”
“I don’t know how many times I get that question today. You’re right. I am the second disciple of Master Cheonweigang of the Heavenly Demon.”
“Huh, that’s right.”
Beatrice licked her red lips once with her tongue. Suddenly, when the current me and Beatrice faced each other, I estimated the odds of winning. It didn’t feel as good as I thought. Beatrice was still a pure virgin, and her invocation of cognition was ambiguous. There was a chance that she would not receive the buff at all.
Once I fought with pure martial arts, there was a high possibility that I would be pushed back. Assassination is impossible. I didn’t have any intention of assassinating him in the middle of the political faction anyway.
“Is being from a Protestant church a problem?”
“Maybe? I don’t really care There must be people in the student council who have a bad opinion.”
“If you simply wanted to say that, a message would have been enough. Anyway, everyone will find out later. I don’t care too much about other people’s eyes.”
“No no no. That’s not the point.”
Beatrice said, twirling the ends of her hair.
“Then?”
“Musinje, is your junior going out too?”
“Yes. It’s an experience, so I’m definitely going to go.”
“Hmm.”
Beatrice’s gaze staring at my face was quite burdensome. I frowned and asked directly.
“What do you want to say?”
“Can’t we just not go out?”
“Yes?”
At Beatrice’s words that continued for an instant, a bewildered sound leaked out of her mouth. Don’t go to the musin festival for nothing.
“I don’t want juniors to leave.”
“Without context, I’m embarrassed too. You have to tell me why so I can understand.”
“I can’t say that. I don’t want you to leave anyway.”
“…I’ll pretend I didn’t hear it.”
Beatrice frowned at her fine armies. A look of sincere distress was evident on his face.
“Is that all you have to say?”
“Wait a minute. I will think about it.”
A warm feeling touched her hand. Beatrice leaned over and quietly placed her hand on mine. I immediately shook his hand. Beatrice licked his lips and glanced at me.
“You’re too hard on me, junior.”
“It’s a body that already has an owner.”
“What…?”
“If you have nothing to say, I will go.”
“…You will die then.”
After biting her lips for a moment, Beatrice spat out in a small voice.
“I mean?”
“Yes.”
“I do not know. Maybe it’s because I’ve heard too many stories about dying, so I’m not very impressed.”
“Oh, I don’t know! Do it yourself. I said.”
“Yes, I don’t know what happened, but thank you.”
“Ha….”
Beatrice let out a deep breath. I got up from my seat. I don’t know what the truth is, but I couldn’t completely trust the blood witch’s words.
“Enough then.”
“…Do what you want.”
“Yes.”
I nodded calmly and came out of the student council building. Don’t participate in the godless festival….
If it’s said in true favor, if it’s a trap.
I had to think about it in two parts. Returning to the dormitory, I slowly continued my thoughts.
If it was a simple favor, it was about what the blood bridge would do during the Musin Festival. It’s dangerous, so don’t go out.
‘Are they targeting me?’
The fact that Sama Jung was all participating meant that even the blood ties could sneak in. There was enough truth.
But did Beatrice, a member of the Blood Religion, tell me about it? No matter how half crazy she was, she couldn’t easily think of the reason. If there was something planned by the Blood Bridge, it would be tantamount to betrayal.
If bringing up that story itself was a trap, it was impossible to predict at all at this stage.
‘My head hurts.’
The thoughts of a madman are too difficult for a sane person to interpret.
As I pondered over and over again, before I knew it, I was in front of the dormitory door.
Widely.
When I opened the door and went inside, Cheon Ha-yeon dressed in an unconventional outfit and greeted me with her eyes. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Cheon Ha-yeon, who has loosened her boundaries, and it’s quite heartwarming.
“Are you here?”
“Uh. It’s a little late to go to the student council room.”
…Seeing her lying on the sofa for a long time, it feels like her bare skin is more exposed than before. I finally decided to ask the part that kept bothering me from a while ago.
“Hey, you’re wearing your underwear properly, right?”
