Episode 226 Teacher (2)
Ryozo, with a stern expression, walks through the dark corridors of the early evening. The November air is chilly. Even though it is indoors, her breath is white.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
Her footsteps were rough against the pavement in the hallway. Weapon reached out.
“Wait a minute, Saki… …! Why are you going in such a hurry?”
“I should tell the swordsman.”
“Oh, no. I’m not sure about that either!”
“If you really care about the swordsman, it’s right to tell him even if you’re not sure.”
“And if Weapon, what you said is true… Is Senior Hana an ordinary person? You should know that too, Manryuk Meain Poison.”
Ryozo narrowed his eyebrows.
‘Now the legs fit together.’
When I questioned Sanhana about the list of faculty members the other day, Ryozo hit him in the face.
Saki also admits that she was careless at the time.
Back then, I was too blunt and my words and actions were rash.
It’s a good thing there was no one there, but if someone had seen the situation at the time, it would have been incredibly absurd.
Since then, I have reduced my rash judgments.
I refrained from being unnecessarily suspicious of those around me.
But even so, the thought did not easily go away.
‘Sanhana.’
My first impression of my senior was colorless and odorless.
His speech, his grades, and all his other behaviors were just right, neither more nor less. I felt uncomfortable with it.
How can a person, especially a teenager, maintain such a perfect neutrality in everything? Without a single flaw.
‘That doesn’t make sense.’
Ryozo changed his thinking.
Not all of those actions are an act.
The senior’s mental state is already in a vegetative state.
Among those who are deeply twisted inside, some tend to throw away their emotions like grass.
‘There was that kind of person very close by… … .’
The ultimate Saki Kojima.
Wasn’t he also as parched as a drought-stricken land?
The discomfort I felt towards Sanhana stemmed from Ryojo’s experience.
Not everyone can enter that realm.
Even among the heroes of the upper realm, only a very small number were able to transcend all things.
Heroes called Awakeners.
As humans get closer to the awakening of the guardian angel, they become more like gods.
In this way, the gods collect emotions in exchange for greater power.
‘It doesn’t matter whether Senior Hana’s true identity is the former academy president or that old man.’
The image of a person with a different heart overlapped with that of my senior.
That alone put her at high risk.
It must be separated from the Ganggeomma. Access to it must be blocked at the source.
‘It’s not just seniors.’
Three days later, under the leadership of Kang Geum-ma, the Cheon class opens.
It was a plan I still didn’t like.
However, Ryozo stopped at being upset because he did not want to cause any trouble.
However, the circumstances that make Senior Hana different from us have been half revealed.
‘The only basis is Weapon’s words.’
Ryozo’s eyes were filled with confidence as he reflected on the events of the past.
‘I hid my identity and approached Kang Geum-ma.’
Ryozo’s obsessive suspicion arose again.
The suspicion that had been simmering for some time was triggered by this incident.
‘I can’t trust Abel or Rachel anymore.’
So, you have to stay right next to Kang Geum-ma.
Her crimson desires were fueled by the deprivations of her childhood.
‘So that those who are not like me can’t just pass by and look down on me.’
The sky-blue pupils, shimmering with light, swirled around and around.
A cold sweat ran down Weapon’s back as he watched her back.
Even he, who was so oblivious, could tell that Saki’s footsteps were unusual.
“Wait, wait!”
Weapon, who had been following Ryozoh, suddenly overtook her. His words were slurred due to his rapid breathing.
“Ha, ha. Let’s think about it rationally. It doesn’t make sense that Senior Hana is Meain Poison-sama. They don’t even look alike, and they’re shorter than the principal, and… … .”
Weapon hesitated. He rolled his eyes while sweating profusely. Ryozo glanced at him and sighed.
“Why, your body is different from the principal’s?”
“… Ugh.”
Weapon grabbed his chest as if he had been stabbed by a knife. His conscience prickled with a sense of betrayal. Weapon, who looked like a punk, hated being judged on his appearance.
Ryojo took a deep breath. The early winter air cooled her head. She regained her composure and answered.
“You, don’t you know what kind of place the Poison family is?”
Weapon shook his head. Ryozo explained briefly.
“The Poison family are the only descendants of the Ancients.”
“If you are an ancient person… … . No way.”
“That’s right. A human whose lifespan is several times longer than ours. If Senior Hana is the former headmaster of the academy, then he would be the same age as Media-sama since he is a twin. In that case, he would be seventy years old, but if converted to our age, his appearance would be in his late teens.”
Weapon’s mouth fell open. The principal was the old human that I only heard about during class? Ryozo continued.
“For your information, I also found out while researching materials, but that’s not the way Media-sama looks right now. To be exact, she’s been made to look older by the protection.”
“Why… … ?”
“You, what did you think when you imagined Senior Hana just now?”
Weapon hesitated and answered Ryozo’s question.
“Because you’re so skinny… … .”
“You wrapped it nicely. I was thinking to myself, ‘What a child’s body.’”
“Ugh.”
“Anyway, it’s for the reason you mentioned. The principal of Joaquin Academy and the hero of the Seven Stars seem like a child. How could they stand up to him?”
“… That’s true.”
“So it’s not strange that Hana-senpai looks like a child. And her glasses, from what I can see, aren’t ordinary glasses. There must be some special device hidden inside to hide her identity. Weapon, do you remember Hana-senpai’s face correctly?”
“Oh, of course… Huh? What? Why don’t I remember… … .”
“You know? I have an absolute memory. But I can’t remember Hana’s face either. When I see her face, I think, ‘Ah, that’s the kind of person she is,’ but when I turn around, I can’t remember.”
Weapon, who had been listening, nodded. The more he listened, the more his doubts grew. Ryozo said.
“If we examine them one by one, the hypotheses will eventually converge on one point. At least one of them is that the senior is not an ordinary cadet. We will have to find out later whether the senior is the headmaster of the academy or not-”
At that moment, my ears perked up through my blue side hair. It was because the sound of conversation reached my ears. Because the building itself was quiet, even small sounds could be heard well.
-… So, what do you think of me, Geommaya?
The voice of Sanhana.
-I think I’m okay…
Ryozo kicked the stone plate.
* * *
The senior sat on the desk with his legs crossed. He rested his elbows on his thighs and supported his chin. He came closer and made eye contact.
Her deer-like eyes were fatal to the man. She barely managed to regain her sense of reason with her ‘mental sharpness’.
“How about my suggestion?”
The senior smiled and whispered.
“There hasn’t been a professor assigned to the 1000 class yet, right? And you’ve been watching me for a year. What do you think of me as a professor, Geommaya?”
This woman asks even though she knows everything.
“Even if the purpose of the first class isn’t academics, you still have to study as a cadet. I’ll teach the class. I’m pretty good at teaching. I think I’d be a decent educator.”
She was the head of the academy, so she must have talent. Her insight will easily surpass the current professors.
I closed my eyes and furrowed my brow. That sparkling gaze made my tongue twist. I asked anyway.
“Even if you ask why your senior wants to be your professor, he won’t tell you.”
“huh!”
… Yeah, I didn’t expect that. I opened my mouth again.
“Let’s say a senior takes on the role of professor. Then, of course, the principal of the academy… … .”
“Oh, I didn’t say anything. Doori knows now. I got into the academy illegally under the alias of Sanha.”
“…what?”
“I’m applying to be a professor in charge of a thousand classes! I told you over the phone a week ago. Your scared voice was so cute. I recorded it separately. If you don’t believe me, should I play it for you?”
I declined. Do you usually record phone conversations with your family? Where did their relationship go wrong?
I opened my closed eyes. I straightened my back and looked at my senior. There was a big smile on my lips, as if something was so happy.
‘This guy is the Manryuk Meain Poison.’
After cutting off all the branches, I thought about what kind of person Wan Lik was. A hero with power equal to or greater than the strongest human power, Kenji. The head of the academy. Just the titles that came out one after another were incredibly flashy.
Manryuk Meain Poison is the professor in charge of the Cheon class? If you don’t bring up minor issues, no one will object. Even if there are problems, no one will be able to express their dissent. They don’t want to get into trouble.
‘I heard that there were quite a few heroes who were beaten with clubs by Wanli.’
In terms of ability, there is no fault to be found. In terms of personality, there was a time when he was a bit quirky, but after being close to him for a year, he seemed harmless. At least on the outside, that was how it seemed.
As my thoughts continued, I began to lean more toward hiring my senior.
It’s not just because of love. I hope you don’t misunderstand.
My tolerance is not wide enough to embrace someone who has hidden his identity and contacted me. It was the opposite. I felt annoyed with Wanli. However… … .
The Cheon Class was created to prepare for the Second World War. The Demons will quickly notice this purpose. And they will continuously attempt to invade. In order to kill the warrior and those around him.
‘If that happens, they will be exposed to all kinds of threats.’
Even if you block the source, they’ll still find a way out.
“… … .”
If there was a breakwater that could protect the thousand class cadets from the dangers of a reef… … .
Isn’t it a situation where you want to borrow even a pair of bracken fern hands? It relieved my worries by a little. No, it couldn’t have been better.
That’s why I was very tempted by Senior Hana’s offer. I definitely wanted to hire her.
‘I don’t know exactly what kind of person my senior is, so I can’t just accept it.’
I was in a brief agony. Even if I looked at her, it didn’t seem like she would answer. My brain was busy. After thinking about it, I lowered my voice.
“Before I hire you, I have one question to ask.”
“Oh. Is this really a job interview? I’m so excited because it reminds me of 50 years ago~”
It was 50 years ago… … . Childhood memories really do seem to last a long time.
“Okay. I’ve avoided answering questions many times, so this time I’ll definitely tell you. Ask me anything!”
“40 years ago.”
The senior’s expression became slightly colder.
“When the 6th Corps Commander Basmon invaded, why did you ignore me? It was a disaster that killed three of the Seven Stars. It is by no means a light matter to avoid a major incident without a proper reason.”
“… … .”
“I’m not here to bring up the past. I’m just curious as to why that happened. I hope our class professor has a strong sense of responsibility.”
The senior didn’t answer right away and came down from the desk.
“I told you not to come.”
Her lips returned to a faint smile.
“40 years ago, I was in the state of ‘Awakening of the Guardian.’ If I had stayed that way, I might have ceased to be human.”
The voice was hoarse.
“As you may have heard, the reason I fought with Doori decades ago was because he restrained me from going wild.”
Mint colored eyes.
“Because of that… I… ended up hurting Doori. So… So… It’s too late, but I really want to atone for it. Somehow.”
The senior’s eyes sparkled. I looked at him with a slightly dazed expression, and then finally made up my mind.
“okay.”
I still distrust my senior. What is this all of a sudden? But one thing seems clear. Those words that she squeezing out and condemning were her true feelings.
“I will hire a senior professor to be in charge of the 100th class-”
That moment.
Boom!
A loud roar. The door to the library opened wide.
