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147 – Episode 147 Drug case at the academy. (2)
The weekend morning training must be over. I was going to have breakfast in a good mood, but a strange kid came rushing toward me.
To be honest, I didn’t really think about it at this time.
Suddenly, for no reason, he showed hostility to me, and his gaze was somewhat unpleasant, but he was willing to let it go, thinking that he might be in a bad mood in the morning.
Until the guy’s gaze displeasedly scans his sister and the professor.
As I stood up and naturally blocked the professor’s way, he glared at me with clearly angry eyes.
“What are you? It’s this kid Why are you blocking the front and fucking?”
…Are you a crazy bastard? Then, when you stare openly at the sweaty man’s chest bone, you just leave it alone?
It can be like that for a moment.
To be honest, it’s strange that they don’t respond because they’re both so beautiful and have nice bodies.
But this isn’t it.
It wasn’t enough that he openly walked over and looked at me with a dirty gaze, so I was sure that he wouldn’t be a perfectly fine bastard at one point when he said the damn thing.
He reached out to me.
I couldn’t figure out the purpose because it was approaching so incredibly slowly, but to my surprise, this bastard was trying to grab him by the collar with this slow movement.
If I had slowly reached out to catch his guard, he must have been a genius apart from his personality, but surprisingly, this seems to have been his best.
“What do you believe in me?”
What is it? Where have I ever felt this feeling? Oh, yes. It’s a bit similar to when Gae-gul and his friends were hanging out at the beginning of the semester.
But they weren’t so stupid either.
In addition to the professor, in a situation where your sister and two friends, who are in the position of the inspector general, are witnesses, grab the collar first? Even if I already took it as an insult and fought, the justification was on this side.
The air became threatening in an instant, and everyone glared at him, but he rather seemed to like it, and gave strength to the hand holding his collar more vigorously.
“Clean up?”
“Noisy. Dude, you met the wrong person today. After all, a bastard like you is nothing if no one is around.”
You were a real madman.
To make a justification for the last time, let’s bet on the odds that a miracle will happen and bring this idiot back to his senses, so let’s do one more gentlemanly favor.
“Yes, my words were difficult. I’m sorry, you idiot. Isn’t it hard to understand the words to clean your hands? Won’t you relax your hands and let go slowly?”
“Because this bastard wants to see it!”
…I was told to see you sometime, man. You’ve never been patient
Perhaps because the hand holding the collar was his right hand, he came swinging his fist with his left hand, but it was really filthy slow.
Is this bastard a superman in the first place? Won’t you fall behind if you lose?
I thought about it for a while, but soon realized that it was useless.
So I just dodged it and tripped over it.
Even though he didn’t include any tricks of martial arts, the guy who wielded his fist like a bully in the neighborhood couldn’t resist and rolled on the floor ugly.
That’s right. I was blown away, but what’s the point?
“This bastard…!”
Fortunately, he was also hit by a superman, and the surroundings shook and something like a stone began to emerge.
To be honest, I don’t think it’s worth persuading with words, and it seems like it was the case with the health food lovers last time.
It was from the moment that the ability of the guy who seemed to be about D-class suddenly became stronger.
I’m not hiding my strength.
The guy’s eyes flashed purple, and the output of his abilities actually went up.
I can’t see anything specific except for the eyes because it seems to be a psychokinesis system, but judging from the circumstances, it seems almost certain that he swallowed a runaway drug.
Aha, for some reason he seemed so stupid. A human bastard shouldn’t be like that, but if you’ve taken a runaway drug, you’ll understand.
I was contracted to lose reason and intelligence in exchange for strength, but what can I see?
Perhaps he was a member of a rogue circle, took the medicine they gave him to get used to, and couldn’t resist the urge.
While waiting, he managed to raise the surroundings and lift a huge rock.
Perhaps he was intoxicated with his abilities, he burst into a satisfied laugh and looked at the professor again.
…What is it? Are you asking me to praise you for doing well? Or would he admire a bastard like you?
“…It pisses me off.”
I don’t like taking a second look, but more than that, I don’t like looking at the professor with a fucking look.
A bastard like you isn’t someone you can just look at carelessly.
I returned the sword-shaped sword to its original form and aimed at it.
“Does it sound like you’ve become so fucking great just because you lifted a rock that wasn’t that great?”
A rock flew towards me.
Before, everyone would be worried about me, but now everyone just gave me a look of trust.
“Grow up. Yeoui.”
The female doctor who so easily turned the rock he lifted into powder stopped right in front of him.
“Take proper eye care. Kid.”
After returning the girl to her original size and reaching in front of him in an instant, she hit him hard.
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If she hadn’t had that kind of heart in the first place, she wouldn’t have quarreled with me for taking some medicine or couldn’t control her eyes.
“This bastard. Really…!”
The guy who had been hit by me got angry and tried to use his talent again, but this time he didn’t come out with a decent output like before and just lifted a small stone like the first time.
“Uh…? Why is this?”
Of course not, man. The source of power that strengthened him when he was just crushed. Since the ‘contract through Magi’ was torn apart using the devil’s touch, what he ate now is just an ordinary vitamin pill.
And since the contract was nullified, of course the reason he lost will slowly come back.
Because of the evidence, bewilderment and doubt began to rise in his eyes.
I had no intention of watching it.
If you look at it, won’t the picture become weird?
Still, don’t worry, bastard. I won’t hit you that hard.
*
As I said before, the trick of the runaway drug is simpler than you think.
The culprit of the case is one of the subordinate demons of the Demon King, the final boss of the 1st year edition. Was the starting point of
Now, then, what method did he come up with?
It is a system in which the conditions of the contract are all written down in the drug instruction manual, and the contract is signed with a phrase to take the pill only if you agree to the contract.
I even wrote an explanation saying that you have to kindly check the manual for the effect to be effective.
The problem is that most of them read the contract under the guise of a manual, and there were many who thought that even if they read it properly, it would be okay to get stronger.
The most terrifying thing about this contract was that the price was weak at first, as it was not a contract made through direct meeting.
Through the devil’s power, the ability is definitely strengthened, but the payment made through the incomplete contract gives the illusion of ‘I can endure it?’
However, if you repeatedly take the medicine, you will eventually be recognized as having the intention to completely agree to the contract, and the moment the complete contract is made, you will become a puppet deprived of your reason.
Ah, of course, if you’re weak-willed, like the bastard we knocked out today, you’ll lose your mind right away.
Personally, I wanted to see a sample before the rankings to see if anything had changed, but I was rather grateful.
How grateful I was that even my friend of 10 years couldn’t recognize me, and I sent him back alive.
Anyway, thanks to you, I was convinced.
“Nothing has changed.”
Then you can plan with peace of mind.
It’s the start of the kids level up project.
*
After Cassie got home, she went straight into the shower.
As the slightly chilled water poured down and wet her body along the line from her head, it felt like her heated body calmed down a bit.
There was one unfortunate incident, but today was a fairly good day by her standards.
Among her, if I had to pick out her best work, she was by far the development of her own disciple.
A swordsmanship designed to do better what one can do rather than worry about what one cannot do.
It was nice to be able to directly feel that Sohyeon was advancing more and more with her swordsmanship, which became increasingly complex and difficult to destroy with each passing day.
And that movement again.
I was really surprised when he showed me how to use it freely to close the distance, not being able to perfectly handle artifacts that I had trouble wielding in the past.
“Hmmm~”
On such a pleasant day, it was necessary to enjoy the right reward.
After wiping her body well with her towel so that her own treasure would not be damaged in any case, she dried her water with her hair dryer, etc., And then changed her clothes. .
Then she took out of her bag the towel that had been carefully kept.
To be honest, I understand that it is unhealthy.
I never intended to do this at first.
Sometimes, ‘Wouldn’t you like me to pet him again?’ ‘Oh, I want to hold you in my arms.’ As these petty desires kept piling up, the towel that wiped his sweat suddenly caught my eye.
He got stuck.
There was no other way to explain it.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to smell the scent of the towel left behind by her student’s body odor.
However, the beginning was difficult, and the beginning was just scary.
After the first day, it was a precious healing time that has become almost a daily routine.
To be honest, it would be a lie if I didn’t feel guilty, but Sohyeon was also wrong.
How can people sweat smell so good? It’s a foul Perhaps she would think about it at least once in any woman close to her relationship with him.
Except for today, I carefully put the towels I had sealed in advance on the bed in case the scent would weaken.
Then, intoxicated with the delicate scent of flowers, she felt as if she were being held in his arms.
She slowly stroked her own hair.
Although I had gotten used to the movements I had repeated frequently since that day, they were oddly different from his, but I was able to fool my senses to some extent with his scent.
Oh, it’s a waste.
It was unbearably regrettable that this scent would all vanish one day.
Of course, I will be able to get it again naturally tomorrow, but even so, it was regrettable.
“hehehe…”
Sohyeon, who was shy at first, now approaches her holding a towel, and unconsciously turns her face so that she can easily wipe it.
Is it wrong to feel happy because that figure seems to be gradually allowing me to distance myself?
The more you allow me, the more you secretly touch your cheeks through the towel and want to play pranks.
The desire to leave my mark at a closer distance would arise.
Even though he’s doing things that make him feel bad, if he’s being honest, wouldn’t Sohyeon accept himself?
I suddenly thought of that, but I shook my head.
Even if it were, it is not now.
You have to be patient. Because i did it You said you’d wait for an answer.
Occasionally, even now, anxiety overwhelms me, wondering what would happen if the child’s choice were not me, but somewhere else, but at such times, I will inevitably try the last resort that Aram unnie told me about.
“I think it would be effective if I could feel the gaze from time to time.”
After tying the towel into a ball, I thought it was his head and held it tightly in my arms.
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Wouldn’t it be okay if I hugged you a little stronger? It’s a big deal.
I can’t let go of it because I imagine it. If I really hug you, I don’t think I’ll be able to let go next time.
“Ha ha.”
I was quite satisfied, but a strange feeling of displeasure remains in my heart.
“…I want to hear Sohyun’s voice. I miss you.”
Can we meet again if we endure a little more?
*
…I suddenly felt chills while swinging my sword.
“What the fuck.”
– Why is this all of a sudden?
“No, that’s just it. Do I have to say it gives me goosebumps? I have a creepy feeling.”
-I’d like to say it’s all because my body is weak, but now that you’ve reached the state of the physical body, you can’t ignore the sixth sense either. Maybe they’re targeting you because of what happened this morning.
“…I will. I must say that it felt like being hunted by some kind of beast. I felt like a prey meeting a predator.”
-The more you do, the harder you have to train. Preparation is not enough no matter what.
That’s right.
There is nothing wrong with being weak to protect yourself.
“Then ask me again!”
-Yes, if you don’t overdo it, I’ll be able to hang out with you, so try unfolding it again slowly.
I feel like I am awakened by the fact that an unknown and unknown enemy may be targeting me.
Thanks to that, I was able to focus on training today while receiving posture correction from Son Oh-gong while maintaining a sense of tension.