Hidden Sanity at Villain School - Chapter 51



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(051)

Wedge!

The protective vest flew towards Kang Joo-hyuk’s face with a fierce crack.

Bam!

Kang Joo-hyuk raised one hand and grabbed the vest in a hurry.

The blow was so strong that it knocked his large body back a step.

“… … !”

He frowned for a moment and growled at Jeong Se-ga.

“Wouldn’t it be better to be certain of something, no matter what?”

The surrounding factions nodded in agreement.

“Our peninsula also needs to improve traffic management.”

“How long are we going to live in such a mess?”

“The situation. Don’t be so stubborn. Show me how strong S-class 78% is.”

A month has passed since I entered school.

In almost every class, factions were solidified, and the leader of the largest faction was appointed as the top of each class.

Examples include Je Seo-cheon from Class 8, Cha Su-bin from Class 6, and Baek Sang-eon from Class 7.

However, Class 1 has not yet established a representative student.

Contrary to his reputation, Jeong Se-ga was surprisingly reluctant to expand relations.

Joo Da-hyun had no popularity or support base at all because of those ugly rumors and her own words and actions.

Moo-hyung Jun was unable to come to the forefront because he was overshadowed by the giants Jeong Se-ga and Kang Ju-hyeok.

Although Iljinrim had a wide range of influence, it was fundamentally not a species that could rise to the surface.

Kang Joo-hyuk was closest to the top, but he was unable to completely overwhelm the four above and take control of Class 1.

In terms of personal achievements, he was inferior to Jeong Se-ga, in terms of model student image, he was inferior to Moo Myeong-jun, in terms of dangerous charisma, he was inferior to Il Jin-rim, and in terms of background, he was inferior to Joo Da-hyun.

‘There’s a precarious balance. He wants to upset that balance by defeating me. Fighting right now is a waste of time, but if we must fight, then so be it.’

Sega turned around, frowning in displeasure.

‘I choose what kind of fight it will be.’

A sharp look of contempt appeared on her beautiful face.

“Kang Joo-hyuk. Do you want to fight me or do you want to eat this class? Just do one of the two. It doesn’t feel good to be treated as an extra for your ambitions.”

“!”

Kang Joo-hyuk looked at Jeong Se-ga’s back, feeling pleasantly embarrassed.

‘You mean you shouldn’t see yourself as a means to an end? Yes. That’s how it should be. Wouldn’t that make the fight more fun?’

He raised one hand and pushed the factions back one step at a time.

“One of the two.”

He threw his protective vest down as if he was throwing himself into it.

“Okay. I chose it.”

The protective vest flew through the air and aimed for the back of Jeong Se-ga’s head.

“Fight me. The situation is good. You’re worth it.”

But the vest never hit the back of Jeong Se-ga’s head.

“Why are you picking on my crew for no reason?”

A schoolgirl with long black hair dyed in some parts red waved her hand gently in the air.

The protective vest that had been flying like an arrow slowly slowed down as if cutting through water, and soon stopped in midair.

“Should I blow it for you too? Kang Joo-hyuk.”

The eyes that seemed to have just cried glared at Kang Joo-hyuk.

“Joo Da-hyun?”

Kang Joo-hyuk laughed in disbelief and then took a step forward with the momentum of a mountain.

“You get out. It’s between me and Sega.”

It was to the point where I could hear auditory hallucinations that made it sound like the ground was shaking.

In response, Joo Da-hyun also displayed telekinesis.

“You’re just annoying Sega unilaterally. Did you learn that at the Strong Wind Guild?”

Her long hair rose into the air as if gravity had disappeared.

Kang Joo-hyuk let out a mocking laugh that was so clear it didn’t even suit him.

“Now it’s not like I can’t learn anything at Ivory Tower. I heard that Joo Ra-hyun invited me to be the host of the house party next week.”

“!”

“How long will you be Ivory Tower’s Joo Da-hyun? You failed your performance evaluation because you couldn’t even manage your own mentality… .”

In that moment, Dahyun’s eyes turned white.

Ivory Tower and performance evaluation were Joo Da-hyun’s weak points.

“A baby like this, this dog?”

There was a popping sound as the psychic energy around her hair went wild.

Kang Joo-hyuk pulled out the Dragon Bone Blade from his waist as if he had been waiting.

“… … !”

A tense situation where you never know when a real fight might break out.

“Joo Da-hyun! Hold on!”

Jeong Se-ga returned to Joo Da-hyun and grabbed her as if to block her.

Kang Joo-hyuk’s faction also held onto Kang Joo-hyuk or blocked his path.

“Kang Joo-hyuk! Kang Joo-hyuk!”

“Wake up. You’re not worth dealing with.”

Then the senior assistant approached them.

“Is there any problem?”

Sega tried to choose the right words to respond.

At that time, Kang Joo-hyuk moved first.

He sighed deeply and bowed deeply toward his assistant.

“No, Senior Assistant. I apologize for causing a commotion. I will make sure that this does not happen again.”

Kang Joo-hyuk was a feared figure among students, but he was very polite to professors and teaching assistants.

“Yes. I hope you don’t waste your time practicing duel evaluations on useless things.”

The senior assistant nodded as if to say goodbye, and then bowed his head towards the stage where Ina was standing as if there was no problem.

Kang Joo-hyuk was the first to lead the factions away.

Sega looked at Juhyuk’s back with a new feeling.

‘He wasn’t a crazy kid who would go through any trouble. I thought he’d act like a third-rate punk, talking about his family. Of course, I shouldn’t let my guard down here. It’s the same as when Woo Jin-woo was here. I can’t trust my life to the manners of others. Let’s work harder. We have a long way to go.’

Joo Da-hyun muttered as if she was angry.

“That crazy kid.”

* * *

Lee Gyeom, who realized the situation too late, swore at Kang Joo-hyuk’s back.

“Oh my. That punk. Do you want to come all the way here and play bully? Factions are factions, so I don’t know why you keep picking on Sega and you.”

“Okay. He’s gone.”

Joo Da-hyun spoke coldly, but a faint smile appeared on her lips that had been sad inside, as if she liked it.

But that didn’t last long, as she let out a deep sigh.

“Jurahyun invited him. Jurahyun.”

Iljinrim fidgeted uncomfortably, then took a tranquilizer cigarette out of his pocket and slipped it to me.

It was a picture of a cool college student sister harshly disciplining her teenage younger sister and then comforting her.

“Okay. You smoke.”

Joo Da-hyun smiled wryly and gestured as she handed back the tranquilizer cigarette.

After a brief moment of deliberation, Sega reached out to Joo Da-hyun.

“The teaching assistants have all dispersed, and the professor seems to be talking to the senior teaching assistant.”

“Same?”

Joo Da-hyun looked at Sega with eyes that looked like she had just cried.

“Shall we take a walk?”

Sega smiled confidently and held out his hand.

The gym was spacious.

Sega and Dahyun circled the edge of the gym like a conveyor belt sushi bar.

“Thank you. I didn’t want to fight, but you stopped me. You got talked down to for no reason because of me.”

“I told you, that guy Kang Joo-hyuk, I didn’t like the way he acted like that. I only had one encounter thanks to you.”

Dahyun smiled as if her mood had clearly improved at Sega’s words, but she still looked uncomfortable, as if a thorn was stuck in her throat.

Sega cautiously took a step further.

“If it’s Joo Ra-hyun, is that the one with the blue dyed hair?”

In that moment, a huge crack appeared on Dahyun’s small face.

Her eyes were dangling like crazy.

“… … I’ve met you.”

A thousand emotions were contained in that short word.

‘Did he invite Sega to the party?’

‘What if Sega abandons me and joins him?’

‘What did he say about me?’

Sega shook his head slightly as if he didn’t want to startle her and asked affectionately.

“Is he fighting with you right now over the Ivory Tower successor position?”

Dahyun clenched her teeth, feeling like she was going to cry again.

“We’re not fighting!”

“then?”

“That bastard is trying to take what’s mine in a cowardly manner. When my father was alive, he couldn’t even make eye contact with me, but as soon as my father died, he dyed part of his hair and put on makeup similar to mine… … .”

Dahyun swore at her, and Sega smiled confidently, seeming to like that.

“Yeah. Now it’s Joo Da-hyun’s turn.”

“uh?”

“He’s just as arrogant and looks down on people, but strangely, unlike you, I just can’t seem to get attached to him.”

“Are you saying I’m being arrogant and looking down on people right now?”

Dahyun blushed and Sega smiled sadly.

“ha ha ha.”

“Don’t laugh it off!”

The two walked around the edge of the gym like that for a while.

* * *

After lunch, the first class in the afternoon was a bloodletting class.

Since Bloodletting Technique had strong firepower and was advantageous in 1-on-1 battles, students who had their eyes on the duel evaluation attended class with great enthusiasm.

“firing!”

Most students can now fire blood flow bullets without the need for auxiliary artifacts.

“Hahaha! This suits my constitution?”

This gentleman aimed at the target with both hands and fired penetrating blood flow bullets.

“Then, if we combine them like this, we might see a hemostatic effect?”

Joo Da-hyun, who said she wasn’t into bloodletting, was exploring something new by combining poison magic, telekinesis micromanipulation, and bloodletting with an assistant.

“… … I did it.”

Even Choi Seon-mi succeeded in creating her own one-shot by extremely increasing the power of a single diffusion-type blood flow bullet.

And the ace of the bloodletting class, Iljinrim, was literally showing unrivaled performance.

“I think I got it.”

Most blood magicians have gone through three stages of growth.

Step 1 is learning the ‘Bloodflow Bullet’, which fires bullets of blood of various types.

The second step is learning ‘Blood Weapons’, which allow you to create weapons and armor with blood imbued with magical powers, or to strengthen your body.

The third stage was to reach the realm of ‘Blood Thirst’ where one can directly control blood and use various techniques.

However, Iljinrim had already achieved some success in the third stage, ‘Blood Thirst’, even before he had properly learned the second stage, ‘Blood Weapon’.

A round drop of blood could be seen floating in her sunglasses.

“From now on, the professor will give you one-on-one advice.”

The teaching assistant, who was looking at Iljinrim, muttered in a voice that seemed to be incredulous.

While everyone else was practicing, Sega was sitting on one side, feeling embarrassed.

‘I guess I’m not meant for this.’

In my first bloodletting class, the blood didn’t react at all, and it hasn’t been the same since.

Bloodletting was a technique that could be quite successful if you had some auxiliary tools, but for him, it was an exception with bad intentions.

‘No. I was able to do that difficult swordsmanship, so why can’t I do this? Is this my limit? Starting with this, everything will fall down like dominoes… … .’

While he was having such terrible thoughts, his teaching assistant called him.

“Sega, the professor is calling you to the lab.”

“yes?”

“Go quickly.”

In Shinseoul, when new progress was made, the professor often took charge of the class, and when practicing what had already been learned, the teaching assistants often took charge of the class.

Therefore, it wasn’t particularly strange for Professor Haejun Sang of the Blood Art to call attendance and then go to the lab and call Sega.

“I’m here.”

“Okay. Come in.”

Haejun Sang’s lab had an atmosphere just like a vampire count’s castle.

The magnificent Gothic interior had stained glass windows and tin candelabras hung on the walls.

It wasn’t just cosplay, as he said that he had actually received medals and titles of count in Europe, which had reverted to feudalism.

Haejun Sang, with his slicked-back hair, greeted Sega from behind a heavy wooden table with delicate carvings, wearing a high-collared black coat even on this spring day.

“Sega. I have good news.”

“yes?”

“I figured out your blood type.”

‘at las!’

Sega cheered inwardly, and Haejunsang cheered openly.

“Now! I can teach you something too.”

Students weren’t the only ones who wanted to learn something.

The professor also had a desire to teach talented students.

“Listen carefully. Your blood, unlike that of other Hunters, absorbs magical power even when it leaves the body.”

“yes?”

Sega blinked, not understanding, and Haejun Sang opened a medieval leather-covered laptop and began explaining.

“It is said that the normal awakened people have magical powers that are as much as their blood can hold. When the blood leaves the body, the awakened person loses control of the magical powers in the blood, and the magical powers run wild, which is the manifestation of the type.”

“Are you saying I am different?”

“Yes. Your blood can absorb magic power beyond its limit. You don’t lose control even when outside the body.”