Hidden Sanity at Villain School - Chapter 120
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(120)
wednesday.
It was a day when most external activity clubs had midterm reviews and on-campus activities.
The main purpose was to assess the situation, such as conducting a second briefing or checking equipment that was not yet ready.
At Shinseoul Hunter Academy, the living spaces for the first and second years were separated by building, so I had to go to the building where the club rooms were located separately.
“Let’s go together.”
“Oh, thank you.”
‘If you’re alone, other kids will keep talking to you.’
‘Surely you wouldn’t stop by the convenience store and ask to buy a chocolate-flavored potion, right?’
Sega headed to the club room with a white-skinned male student with short black hair tied up in a ponytail.
“It’s late.”
“No. You’re five minutes early. We had a free class during this time, so we were spread out here the whole time.”
“ah.”
“There’s no place better to use as a hideout than a club room.”
Lee Ho-jun and Park Wi-jin answered, rising from the sofa.
Haraim, who had been watching the two from one side, opened the refrigerator and asked.
“Would you like a drink? We have everything.”
“thank you.”
As I was sipping my coffee, I noticed that the other first-years had arrived as well.
“Okay. Then I’ll start the midterm review.”
Lee Ho-jun began talking while looking around at the club members.
They said that they had received permission to enter the gate, that their seniors would bring the potions, and that they had to bring their own other equipment.
“Ah. Some time has passed since the last big hunt, so there might be a few large entities wandering around. Of course, our second-year explorers will check properly, so you won’t encounter any real A-class demons, but everyone should be on their guard.”
“all right!”
The first-year students answered with military discipline.
“Then, shall we listen to our first-year students? Tell me what you did outside of schoolwork to hunt on the weekends.”
The faces of the five new recruits hardened at Lee Ho-jun’s question.
There was nothing else to say other than that I had honed my major skills well.
“No. No. It might still be hard to keep up with the school curriculum. What’s the situation?”
“yes.”
Sega stood up from his seat.
It was as if a huge wave was rising.
“In order to help my seniors and protect myself and my peers in case something happens, I have been practicing the psychic overflow you showed me last time.”
The second graders’ eyes narrowed.
“what?”
“That?”
The galaxy felt him generating magic.
‘I can’t breathe.’
The air became sticky and heavy.
It was like the first time I entered the vaporized magic field.
This was about the level of intimidation that my seniors showed me last time.
No, maybe it’s more than that… … .
bang!
“Eek!”
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A sound like a drum was being struck echoed from Sega’s body.
A tremendous amount of magical power surged, dramatically improving physical abilities.
Lee Ho-jun and Park Wi-jin opened their mouths wide, and Hae-ra-im’s hands trembled.
‘With the vibration of magic power, create a big wave in the magic water that surrounds your body. From the heart to the whole body. As big as possible at once. The most important thing is not to spill. That way, it will be sustainable.’
Sega practiced while constantly recalling Kang Chae-seo’s teachings in his head, and eventually succeeded in reproducing it.
‘This is the best. Yeomyeonggyeong’s psychic overflow is basic, and while the seniors’ overflow is strong but has a slightly shorter duration, this one can greatly increase its power without touching the magic of the body technique. It’s Professor Kang Chae-seo after all. I love you!’
It wasn’t that difficult, because I realized the feeling of not shedding from the whip sword.
Of course, Kang Chae-seo wondered for a moment whether Jeong Se-ga, who had come to see her the next day to say that he had succeeded, was making fun of her or, like all geniuses, had an idiotic side.
The seniors also had the same expression as Professor Kang Chae-seo in the morning.
It was an expression of surprise, not to mention disbelief.
“You. You are truly a genius.”
Park Wi-jin burst into a hollow laugh with his soldier-like face.
“Wow. I’m only at 11% S-class, so I never thought I had no talent until now. I didn’t know something so surprising would happen in the second semester of my second year.”
Lee Ho-jun smiled sadly and clapped his hands.
Some of the second-year students still had blank expressions on their faces.
‘Is it too flashy? Maybe it would have been better to do it in moderation?’
Sega was worried that by acting as an S-class player, they might be needlessly making their seniors jealous.
I wasn’t afraid of bullying or anything, but I would have been so upset if I had done something I didn’t want to do and been hated.
Lee Ho-jun laughed as if he had read Sega’s mind.
“Thank you. I feel safe thanks to you. But didn’t you just blurt it out a little bit? That’s what I was thinking.”
“yes.”
“You don’t have to worry about that in Shinseoul. In other workplaces, you worry that a talented junior will take your place. But you’ll know when you’re in your second year. Having someone who’s talented is a blessing. You have to figure out how to get along with them. No one will be jealous of your junior, so you can relax.”
Sega smiled awkwardly.
“thank you.”
“No, you did really well.”
“Our first graders are the best!”
“You too, follow Sega’s example. Be good enough to make us jealous!”
While the other seniors also came to their senses and spoke up one by one.
“… … .”
Only the green-haired Haraim glared at Sega.
* * *
That evening there was a club welcome party.
The good thing about the club is that you don’t have to worry about what your roommate or roommates think when you drink like you do in a dorm.
When I was in my second year of high school, my wallet started to get thicker, so Haraim bought me all kinds of fancy snacks and expensive liquor.
We turned off the lights in the room with the long table, turned on the spinning karaoke lights, and chanted loudly, “Pour, pour, pour.”
“Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!”
Just because it was a welcome party, they didn’t serve drinks mixed with strange things like socks or poison.
However, he made us drink soju or white wine by pouring it into a beer glass.
thud!
“Senior, I can’t go in any further. It’s too much. It can’t be that big.”
Eunhaseo fell down on the table and muttered in a hazy voice.
“Junior. Sing a song.”
Park Wi-jin handed the microphone to Eun Ha-seo.
In the galaxy, he bit the microphone and tried to vomit, then collapsed on the floor and lay down in the shape of the letter “?”.
“Wow.”
“Hey. Get up.”
The male and female seniors booed Eunhaseo.
“Seniors, I’ll sing a song.”
Sega stood up and handed the microphone over to Park Wi-jin.
“Are you good at singing too?”
“I don’t make any tongue-twisting sounds.”
The song selection was by Dreamgirls, the group that Yeseo belongs to.
Although it was a girl group song, the song was a hit that both men and women sang along to, and Sega sang the song several times with Yeseo herself.
“… … Trust me even if it’s reckless! Trust me in my journey!”
When I finished singing and returned to the table, my seniors applauded.
Lee Ho-jun smiled brightly and handed me a glass.
Sega took the glass, toasted with Hojun, then turned his head slightly to the side and emptied it in one gulp.
“Are you good at arguing?”
Lee Ho-jun, who had eaten a piece of candy, asked with a sad smile.
“If you play when it’s time to play, won’t you be able to work when it’s time to work?”
“Oh. I like that expression. Right. That’s work. Are we students? We’re job seekers.”
His white face was flushed, so even by Hunter’s standards he seemed to have drunk quite a bit.
“Sega. Why are you here?”
Sega answered without hesitation.
“I came here to get promoted.”
“Yeah. Just like me.”
Lee Ho-jun continued speaking with a dreamy expression.
“I think you will go much higher than you think. Like splitting the clouds and piercing the sky.”
“thank you.”
“But at the same time, there are times when you have to bend. Yeah. You never know what we’ve seen in Europe, the Middle East, and Southeast Asia.”
Park Wi-jin muttered while eating a piece of candy.
“He wasn’t human. After a while, I couldn’t even shed tears. I just felt like black ash was piling up in my chest.”
Lee Ho-jun also nodded while opening a candy following Park Wi-jin.
“I will never go back. I will definitely work in Korea. That is my success.”
“What on earth did you see that made you say such things?”
“I’ll tell you. In Europe… … .”
Before Sega could finish asking the question, Lee Ho-jun started answering, and before he could even get to the main point of the answer, Hae-ram cut him off.
“Lee Ho-jun! What are you trying to say to your junior?”
Lee Ho-jun opened his eyes and glared at Hae-ra-im.
“hey.”
“Do we really need to bring that up? They’re still in the first grade. They’re at an age where fighting among themselves is the most shocking. Let’s stop there. Okay? Please.”
But Ha-Ra-Im didn’t back down even an inch, and this time, Lee Ho-Jun nodded.
“Okay. I understand. Sega. I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s okay.”
Sega lived a social life.
“I also want to work in Korea like my senior. Please hurry up and come up here and take good care of me.”
“You really make me happy to hear you say that.”
“What you said earlier. There are times when you have to bend. If you don’t, you’ll break. I really like that too.”
The second graders laughed and raised their glasses.
The night of the welcome party deepened.
* * *
‘You drank so much and then you slept for an hour and woke up feeling fine?’
The dawn when the light is breaking.
‘You said your seniors would do the cleaning.’
Sega was amazed at my body and left the club room with Eunhaseo by his side.
Yesterday, he was harassed so much by his female seniors that he completely lost it.
“My head hurts. I think I’m going to die.”
“I’ll give you some hot water. Just hold on for a bit.”
After giving Eunhaseo a large tumbler and sending her to her class, she washed herself and changed clothes in the main building’s shower room. She looked refreshed as if she had never drunk alcohol.
‘Today’s first class is… … telekinesis!’
1st period.
“Everyone. It’s nice to see you alive again.”
Cheers and whistles erupted here and there.
The boys raised their hands as if they were at a concert, and the girls screamed with joy.
As always, Banhaedo came in with the right sleeve of his white suit fluttering, and stood in front of the podium with his shoulder-length hair tied up with telekinesis.
“There are a lot of familiar faces in Class 1. It’s great.”
He made eye contact with aces such as Jeong Se-ga, Kang Joo-hyuk, Joo Da-hyun, and Yoo Sang-ah, as well as psychotronic specialists.
“I’m so happy to see you, professor!”
This kid was acting cute and got a sharp glare from the head of the school.
A light laugh escaped, and Banhaedo opened the book.
“Okay. Since it’s the first day, before we go ahead, let’s review what we’ve done so far. For the first class of the first semester, we started with feeling telekinesis.”
The students all raised their heads and focused.
“Then we learned four techniques: the three magic bullets of piercing, spiral, and impact, the platform of power, the invisible sword, and the invisible hand. At this time, we felt cohesion from the magic bullet, a sense of distance from the platform of power, cutting power from the invisible sword, and the expansion of the body from the invisible hand.”
Heads were bobbing up and down here and there.
‘It definitely was.’
Sega also seemed to be under a spell and focused on Banhaedo.
“Unlike the first semester, you will only learn one skill in the second semester. However, once you master this skill, you will be treated as a telekinesis wherever you go.”
Banhaedo used psychic techniques to write on the blackboard with a board marker.
[Stationmaster]
Exclamations erupted from all over.
The station master was a technique called the flower of the telekinesis.
The differences between natural-born telekinesis users and those who learned it through hard work, and between specialists and non-specialists, were most starkly revealed.
“To learn this field, you need the four senses I mentioned earlier: cohesion to create a shield, an appropriate distance between your body and the field, elasticity from the cutting force, and the extension of your body to handle it like an arm or leg.”
Banhaedo wrote four more letters.
“This is the technique to practice it.”
[Spirit Shield]
“It would be too hard to cover the entire back from the beginning, so I made two hemispherical shields and attached them together. It’s a much easier way to create a force field. Today, I’m going to progress to using this pyrokinesis shield to defend against 20mm live ammunition or my pyrokinesis magic bullets.”
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