Hidden Sanity at Villain School - Chapter 113



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(113)

‘It feels strange coming here during the holidays.’

Ordinary people of various ages gathered at the Kangcheol Gymnasium and trained with Shinseoul instructors to control their own special characteristics.

In the case of somewhat powerful supernatural beings, the assistant would call them aside and talk about various things, mainly mediating with organizations connected to Shinseoul.

“Jae-young. This is a Sega student. He is a promising student with a 78% S-class score that Shinseoul is proud of. He ranked first in the entire school in the last midterm exam, and he is the pride of the 9th class who can freely use most of the supernatural powers such as strong body, lightning, sword energy, blood flow, psychokinesis, and fire. He will completely solve the problem that Jae-young is facing right now.”

Kang Chae-seo’s senior assistant introduced the two boys to each other.

“Sega student. This is Soo Jae-young. He is 16 years old, one year younger than Sega student. He suddenly awakened spontaneously at the beginning of summer vacation, and is a telekinesis-strong body magician.”

Sega extended his right hand to the student named Jae-young.

“Hello? I’m Jeong Se-ya. I know you’re having a hard time controlling yourself. Don’t worry, I’ll help you.”

At the same time, I quickly looked over Jae-young from head to toe.

He had unkempt hair, was wearing worn-out gym clothes, and dirty shoes.

Although he was not much different in height from Sega, his back and shoulders were hunched and his gaze was directed towards the floor, making him look much shorter than he really was.

‘Have you ever lived in a place similar to mine?’

As I focused more, I could feel Jae-young’s magical power to some extent even though he wasn’t wearing Shinseoul’s gym uniform artifact.

Compared to the number of students in Shinseoul during the vacation, it wasn’t that much, but they moved around very irregularly and there were many empty spots here and there.

It was definitely awkward to control my hands and feet because I still couldn’t control my strength.

“Oh, thank you.”

“Why are you being formal? Just call me hyung and speak casually. Lift your head. My arm hurts.”

“Yes, yes! Hyung!”

Jae-young quickly grabbed Sega’s hand as if he was touching a hot handle, then let go.

Sega said, trying to meet his eyes.

“Okay. Then, shall we start with running?”

Kang Chae-seo’s first semester classes were more focused on body building than sparring.

Since you can gain magical power just by breathing inside, the key is to spread that magical power evenly throughout your body so that it lasts.

Sega, who had learned the essence with his whole body, instilled in Sujae Young what he had been repeating for months.

“From now on, you and I will run ten laps around here. Every time I catch up to you, I will run one more lap, but the moment you hit my back, it’s over. Do you understand?”

“Yes, bro. I’ll work hard.”

* * *

Sega thought with a sigh of shock.

‘What kind of monster is this? I’m probably as fast as any car right now, and you’re still following me?’

Su Jae-young was a genius.

An out-of-the-ordinary genius who reminds me of another natural awakener I know, Yoon Dana.

‘Yeah. That’s talent. I almost got arrogant. Just like the teaching assistant said, I’m learning a lot. I have to work harder to act like an S-class kid among those kids in the future.’

I pulled myself together, which was on the verge of losing my mind after defeating a mere gang leader and eating a few large magic stones.

But there was something that Sega didn’t know.

Natural awakeners often awaken at a relatively advanced stage compared to drug awakeners.

To use a game analogy, it’s like starting at level 40 or 50 from the beginning.

However, this had little to do with max level or experience gained, i.e. growth limits or growth speed.

By the time Sega, who didn’t even know that, was thinking that he should increase the amount of training, Sujae Young was almost out of breath.

‘My throat is so sore. I can’t even sweat anymore. Why hasn’t it stopped yet?’

‘Wait. What? That guy hasn’t even lost his breath yet?’

‘This is really amazing. That’s 78% S-class. As expected, I was nothing.’

10 laps.

“Okay, Jaeyoung. You did well. Now that you’ve warmed up a bit, let’s try the next one. It’s a wooden mannequin that we use in bodybuilding classes. When I hit it once, it comes back with almost the same amount of force and hits me. If you just block it, it’ll only hurt, so you have to strengthen your body and endure it.”

“Huh? Are you feeling a little better?”

‘This is a warm-up? I’m already dying.’

‘Are you saying that you can’t even relax to this extent? I’ve decided not to compare, but I’m really jealous.’

Wooden crow.

“You’ve gotten a lot better than before! Then, do you want to have a light sparring match? Don’t worry. I’ll take it all. Hit with all your might.”

“Is that really okay?”

Dalian.

Sega thought about it as it went through a series of processes.

‘I’m trash. Trash that can’t even be recycled. You’re showing off all the cool stuff because you’re my brother. What kind of dirty things are you doing?’

I felt like I would get hit if I fought seriously, so I laid the groundwork by saying that I would take it all.

In fact, when Jae-young attacked, my limbs went numb and I almost groaned.

When I saw how quickly he adapted to the wooden crow, I felt like the effort I had put in for a week seemed foolish.

If there was one thing Sega didn’t know, it was that Sujae Young was thinking similarly.

‘Hey, bro. What the hell is this?’

The amount of property damage he has caused since he woke up has already reached tens of billions of won.

If there had been no law that exempted immature supernatural beings from property damage, the entire family would have been ruined.

Of course, it wasn’t intentional.

No matter how lightly he stepped, the granite blocks at the edge of the road would shatter, he fell over and grabbed a road sign next to him, only to have the iron pillar crushed in its entirety, and unable to control his leg strength, he was thrown onto the road, where a 1-ton truck traveling at 50 km/h hit him and sent him flying.

Luckily, the driver was unhurt, but the truck was destroyed and he suffered a nosebleed.

I only had a double nosebleed.

Even though Jae-young threw his punches and kicks to his heart’s content, Jeong-se didn’t even blink an eye.

“The kick is too high.”

“Don’t rely on strength. There are many hunters stronger than me.”

“When defending, step back slightly. Or come right up to me. That’s better.”

Hair that neatly exposes the forehead, a bright and relaxed smile, broad shoulders and tall stature, and a confident attitude.

These were all things that Jae-young couldn’t have.

“Well done. Why can’t you even control your hands and feet? You were so free to use fakes, combos, and direct hits?”

Jeong Se-ga asked in a gentle voice.

“That, that’s it.”

Su Jae-young’s eyes swept through the air.

‘Can I say this?’

‘They will despise me just the same.’

‘I don’t want to show you this ugly sight.’

‘But wouldn’t my brother understand?’

“actually…….”

He opened his mouth slowly.

“You keep thinking about the times you were beaten by the bullies. When you think about it, you feel like you can’t breathe and can’t control your body?”

Jeong Se-ga doubted his ears.

Even if I estimate it low, it’s unlikely that Hunters above C-class would be doing anything gangster-like, so it must be a memory from before awakening.

“Yes. I’m sorry, bro. Do I sound stupid?”

“… … Hey. Where do you live?”

“Yes? Why is that?”

* * *

It was an impulsive decision.

‘I said I wouldn’t come back until I became successful.’

There was no need to pour this much energy into someone I met today or someone I might not see next year.

However, the neighborhood that Jae-young spoke of was less than a 20-minute drive away from Sega’s neighborhood.

The smell of water, a musty smell, dirty banners with empty promises, neighborhood people fighting every day, the strange smell of grass and cigarettes.

A slum on the outskirts of Sejong City, home to refugees from the metropolitan area.

The name and smell of that place still remained deep in Sega’s heart.

“One day I’m going to buy this whole place and burn it down.”

“yes?”

“No. Let’s pretend I didn’t hear that. Are they?”

“yes yes.”

Jaeyoung stopped in front of a high school.

His legs were shaking as if he was afraid to get any closer.

“The pavement is all broken. Sit down and take a deep breath. This place closes at 4?”

“yes.”

“Okay. Come out and tell me. I’ll catch you right away and make you kneel before me.”

Sega smiled leisurely and stood looking toward the school gate, waiting.

“It’s me, my brothers.”

After a while, it was time to leave school, and Jae-young spoke in a crawling voice.

“Brother. I can’t just go back now… Brother!”

Sega strode towards them.

“What the fuck?”

“Hey! Hey! Is that a real gun?”

“Shin Seoul uniform? No. What is Shin Seoul doing here?”

Three male students who looked like they would recognize me at first glance were looking around with their pupils dilated.

Sega smelled something familiar about them.

“Nothing has really changed here.”

It smelled like cheap cat food made from horse by-products.

It was the same drug that the punk he had beaten to death was selling.

“Follow me.”

“No. Who are you?”

One guy let out a bitter laugh.

There was a time when I felt terrified when I saw that smile.

Sega smirked, then released the safety of his submachine gun and fired a shot at the bastard’s feet.

bang!

“Choose. You can come on all fours, or you can come on a friend’s back.”

“!”

The thug’s face hardened.

The surrounding students were shocked and murmured when they heard the gunshot.

“Hey. What just happened?”

“Is that a real gun?”

“Isn’t that the Shinseoul Hunter over there? Why did the Hunter come to meet them? Could it be because of the demon byproduct medicine?”

“I really wish that were true. How many people have already dropped out because of them? And there are even some who are struggling to pay for medicine.”

The three thugs followed Sega into a dark alley.

Sega handed them over to Sujae Young.

“Brothers. Why did you do that to me? Answer me.”

“… … .”

“Answer me, you little shits! Answer me!”

Sega watched Jae-young face the past from a distance.

I felt like I had grown a little bit inside, and that my anger had stopped there.

The nail stuck in the wound was pulled out.

Now it’s up to you to fill that hole.

“Jae-young, take it easy. They’ll die if you do that. You’re now a chosen superhuman.”

“Choice? Who chose me? It couldn’t have been God.”

Jae-young asked, roughly shaking a thug by the collar.

At his feet two thugs were rolling around, groaning.

Sega thought for a moment, then came to his senses and answered.

“I don’t know for sure, but… … Isn’t it possible that this world chose you?”

This portrait society with gates and awakened people.

Jae-young looked as if he had been hit after hearing Sega’s words.

He let go of the thug’s collar with a deep sigh.

Iron Fist.

Sega kicked the three punks who were rolling around like dough and got them up.

“Hey. Do you have the numbers of all the guys selling drugs around here? Call them all together.”

Jae-young’s venting is over.

Now it was time to vent his anger.

* * *

That day, police officers at the precinct experienced something strange.

“Chief! Chief! Outside right now… … .

“What’s outside?”

“All the little bastards turned themselves in!”

From orphaned frontline salespeople to big-time club owners and third-rate Awakened thugs, everyone was kneeling in front of the police station, broken and broken here and there.

“Do you know who did this?”

“They say someone came and went from Shinseoul. Could it be that the higher-ups were talking about something?”

“Well, it’s election time soon. We’re good. Let’s arrest them all.”

The police tied up the drug dealers one by one and threw them in the detention center.

After seeing that, Sega started walking towards the main road where taxis were running.

“Brother. Thank you so much.”

Jae-young bowed his head toward Sega several times along the way.

“Okay. Let’s go back. To Shinseoul.”

It wasn’t about going, it was about going back.

That afternoon, Sega bought dinner for Joo Da-hyun at a cafe in Shinseoul.

“… … Anyway, something like that happened, but I don’t feel particularly refreshed.”

She, too, had been helping out at a special vacation lecture for the awakened psychokinesis masters, as if she had been exposed to some kind of weakness.

“Isn’t that obvious?”

“Of course? Why?”

“Oh, wait a minute. Okay. Go home. See you tomorrow.”

Joo Da-hyun waved lightly at a pretty female student who was just leaving the cafe and sat back down.

“Hmm. It’s hard to explain. Yeah. He’s an awakened celebrity. He needs to get back to work quickly, so he came here to learn control methods in a hurry.”

“Celebrity?! Huh.”

“He won’t survive as a hunter even if he learns this. Should I say that solving this problem has no practical relevance to his future work? You’re the same. Even if you drop out right now, there will be guilds lining up to take you, and even if you stop growing here, you’ll still be able to live as a person in the industry. What do those days have to do with you now? You’ve already changed.”

Sega felt his mind clearing up as he listened to Dahyun’s words.

The once feared thugs were now nothing more than a handful.

The important thing is to become truly S-class.

I thought there was a nail left, but it seems only a hole remained.

The moment you realize that is the first step to filling the hole.

“I understand. Thank you.”

“Thank you. By the way. Professor Lee Ina will be coming to your lab tomorrow.”