Academy Genius Craftsman - Academy Genius Craftsman chapter 112

06. Midterm exam (7)

The life of Yuna Klaproth consists entirely of trade and gains and losses.

Company executives who only think about protecting their interests. Relatives of the main family who ignore her as the mixed-race daughter of an Asian concubine. People like hyenas looking after the chairman’s only child to eat anything. Even my uncle who sometimes looks at me with goosebumps.

During her childhood, Yuna was involuntarily severely indoctrinated with her concept as a manager.

Her relationship with her father… It was better than all other relationships, but if you ask if it was actually a good father-daughter relationship, it wasn’t.

Everything Yuna has obtained from her president so far is not just because of her father-daughter relationship.

A smart and genius daughter. She is a child who deserves to bear the name of Claprot. What the chairman wanted from his own child was not human affection, but such a ‘brand’ itself. And Yuna successfully provided it.

Yuna desperately tried to show her ‘proud daughter’ wherever she was. At an early age, she learned to work in the corporate world and acquired specialized knowledge that even her degree holders find difficult. She did not neglect her studies, so she graduated from the Munich Secondary Academy at the top of her class, and she was going to enter even the Higher Academy with the best grades.

Even if her father didn’t collapse from a sudden illness, it means he was meant to be.

Anyway, the inner side of Yuna, who has lived such a life… It was worn out now.

When she sees a person, the first thing she sees is whether or not she can use this person. When she talks to someone, she always tries to dig inside, and she is always suspicious of any other plans. The background investigation basically prepares numerous safety devices and deals with people.

This position as Claprot’s heir feels like a tight acrobatics on a thin rope. If it twists, it seems like it will fall into an abyss with no end in sight.

Moreover, it is right before falling. It seems that I am regretting the life I have lived so far.

So when the assassin of my uncle came, and when he was the closest henchman, I unconsciously thought of this.

For a woman like me, this is the natural ending.

It is such a funny and befitting death that a person who does not trust others is betrayed and killed. He was resentful and humiliated, but he had a sense of resignation somewhere. This is my end i’m dying like this

Then Kim Yi-jin appeared. Like a grim reaper, he carried a vicious scythe on his shoulder and tore apart the assassin who threatened his life with ferocious eyes like a beast.

I admit it. It was a very impressive appearance for Yuna in her 17 years of life. Even to this day, she remembers that moment clearly when she closes her eyes.

A young boy who risked his life to stop an assassin out of concern for himself whom he had only met a few times. She had feelings of gratitude, but in fact she had left some doubts even then. Couldn’t he have saved it because I am Claprot’s heir? Could there be something you want from me?

How ugly a woman like me is who even doubts her lifesaver. Even though she laughed bitterly, she had no intention of stopping now because that was the way she had lived.

So, in the name of repaying him, I was thinking of digging into his true heart. But surprisingly, this boy didn’t ask for anything in return for several days.

Why? Did I seem unreliable because of my unstable position? But if it’s money, there’s enough to rot and overflow. And even if it rots, he is the current chairman’s biological child. He was confident that he would do whatever he wanted.

But… I soon realized that it was my mistake.

I felt it while looking at the profile of the person who was so earnestly absorbed in the work with clearer and clearer eyes than anyone else while tapping iron in the hot flame.

That person is innocent. It’s unlike any other person I’ve ever met. Unlike himself who treats people with calculation, he always treats people without pretense. It was a shocking fact to Yuna. There are people in the world who do not need to be doubted.

Then why? Why are you helping me so much? It would have been the same as any other job for him. How can I be so serious about saving my life, and how can I be so serious about saving my life?

In response to that question, Jin Lee answered as follows.

‘Because we are friends. I’m helping because I want to help.’

A relationship that doesn’t count profit or loss.

A relationship in which help is given and received only through human kindness.

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t dream of such a relationship. However, to herself that she is the president’s daughter, such a relationship is a dream come true. It is more luxurious than buying an entire department store and an island and spending tens of billions of euros.

Friend is such an empty word. Yuna has used the word “Her friend” To many people, but in fact she has never considered that person a friend. She probably only thought of the other person taking advantage of her, but she never really thought of her as a friend. In the crowd of hyenas looking out for anything to eat, Yuna didn’t mind her sincerity. That kind of gaze, that kind of relationship, because he was so used to it.

So this is… ‘This’ is so unfamiliar.

The friend Lee Jin is talking about feels very different. She doesn’t know how to define this new relationship.

That’s why I get greedy.

I don’t want to miss this relationship.

I don’t want to miss this person.

In this relationship… I just want to go one step further. Then, wouldn’t this complex emotion, which I feel for the first time in my life and I don’t even know, be neatly organized?

If you force yourself to push, there may be something you can get out of the process.

So, Yuna mustered up the courage.

She was frankly insane.

–

She made tea because she wanted to prepare something to drink during the conversation. She wasn’t sure about black tea, but luckily she had green tea bags in the room.

Bringing two of her glasses and placing them on her table, she sat across from Yuna. But she couldn’t face her.

A pure white slip that sticks to her body and reveals her curves. It’s too thin to be called clothes, so even that is a dizzying outfit, but the curves of the shoulders and chest are open, so the exposure is too high. And why was the skirt so short? Even though she only crossed her legs a little, the inside of her thighs were exposed.

Honestly, it’s embarrassing. It’s my first time in a situation like this, so I don’t know how to deal with it.

‘It looks cold, should I cover you with a blanket?’

[What? Isn’t this a very crazy bastard?]

‘Why? What else is the matter?’

[Tsk. Baby boy That bitch, look at that. Isn’t that the kind of outfit that blatantly appeals to you to attack you? If you’re a man too, don’t you get excited and your heart pumps?]

I put my hand on my chest. It was quiet. It was an unexpected outfit, so except for a moment of surprise, nothing was different from usual.

‘I’m not really okay?’

[This… fuck… I usually made fun of him as a eunuch or Ada, but… I didn’t know it would be like this. What priest are you? Uh? Do you look at a woman’s naked body?]

‘Hey. Am I just an ordinary teenager? It’s just knowing how to keep the line.’

Yuna might have just come to talk with her, but how rude would she be to herself if she looked at her with such a lustful gaze. I didn’t want to break the few precious friendships with just that.

[Oh, yes? But I don’t think he just came to have a conversation?]

“Whoop, whoop….”

Yuna pretends to be calm and has a relaxed smile. But in her more sensitive hearing, I could sense that she was secretly breathing her tense breath. The corners of her mouth stiffened and her pupils spun around.

Unlike me, who couldn’t make eye contact properly, she was staring at me in a straight line, but somehow I didn’t feel that she was making eye contact properly. It is the gaze looking at a distant mountain somewhere.

[You’re a kid too, but that year isn’t crazy either. Hmm… Is this your first time? It’s obvious that I’m too nervous than I thought.]

‘Okay, please be quiet.’

She couldn’t concentrate because she was talking so loudly in her head from earlier. For some reason, Yuna had been silent ever since she sat on the sofa, so there was no conversation between us.

I broke the awkward atmosphere with a short cough.

“That… Are you Yuna? What do you want to talk about?”

“Ah, talk? Talk. Nice talk, yes. Are we supposed to talk?”

“… ….”

Have you been drinking?

Should I tell you that underage drinking is not good?

She nodded her head with a shy expression. She didn’t know why she was so nervous, and it was hard for her to make out what she was going to say. So I just calmly waited to see what Yuna would say.

After taking a deep breath and resting for a while, Yuna slowly opened her mouth to see if her heart was ready.

“Binary. Didn’t you just call me a friend?”

“I did.”

“Don’t you think that a relationship as a friend has many meanings?”

“… ? Friendship?”

“Yes. It is said that friendships during adolescence have a very, very big impact on the formation of character, right? It’s important what kind of friends you make, but it’s also important what kind of relationship you form with that person, and how close you are to that person depends on how you define your relationship as well as how it affects you. I think that makes a difference. We often say friends, but not all friends are the same, right? A friend you just know is a friend, a friend who just greets you while passing by is a friend, a school friend is a friend, a childhood friend is a friend, and again, uh….”

“I’m sorry, Yuna. Could you speak a little slower?”

I have no idea what you are trying to say.

“I’m sorry. I’m a little nervous.”

Then Yuna put her hand on her chest and began to breathe softly.

“… ….”

Her deep breathing continued for a long time. Even for me, who has a lot of patience, it was a bit too long. Should I retell something? However, she held up the half-cooled teacup, thinking that if she waited patiently, she would tell her.

Hororok. The sound of the tea-making machine resounded in her quiet room.

Only then did Yuna finally open her mouth with a calm expression and a calm tone that was not at all different from usual.

“Binary.”

“Yes.”

“Do you want to be my boyfriend?”

I squirted out the tea water I was drinking.