The Student Council President Is a Top-Notch Extra - Chapter 117
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Seo Hyun-woo slowly released Baek Seo-yeon’s hand and smiled.
He then takes the pendant out of the box and hangs it directly around his neck.
“The design was well chosen. I like the reason for giving this gift. That’s it.”
“You don’t have to force yourself to like it. If you return it, I will exchange it for a better one.”
“Now it’s mine. You have no choice.”
“…”
Baek Seo-yeon is at a loss for words and looks at Seo Hyun-woo blankly.
Seo Hyun-woo was fiddling with the pendant and looking around.
It’s nice if you really like it, but maybe you’re showing your liking on purpose.
“Huh… the other managers would have given you a better present.”
“They are all good gifts for me. Oh, this necklace is a little special. It’s a present I gave you because I was worried.”
“Anyone can worry.”
“Well. I don’t think anyone cares about me but you.”
Seo Hyun-woo shows a clever attitude and only tells the truth.
Although he received gifts from most of the managers, no one decided on the type of gift because he was worried about him.
For them, he was stronger than anyone else, and he had no reason to worry because he was someone who could do anything.
“There is nothing to worry about. Because you used all your magic power back then…”
“So you say you like this gift. ‘Cause you know I’m imperfect That’s why you care about me.”
“I never thought of that. I think the president is perfect.”
“If I had been really perfect, you wouldn’t have been hurt then. I wouldn’t have used all of my magic. The security guards wouldn’t have died. Did you understand me?”
Baek Seo-yeon, who heard those words, swallows silence as she feels her head become white.
As expected, Seo Hyun-woo had regrets about the things he couldn’t achieve.
He was blaming himself for protecting so many people and making achievements that no one else could achieve.
“The president is very greedy. Are you not satisfied with that?”
“It doesn’t matter that I am satisfied. It doesn’t change the fact that I didn’t do what I could.”
“… let’s go first.”
Baek Seo-yeon left only those words and moved on first.
Everyone makes mistakes, and they try to become more perfect by using that as a springboard.
But Seo Hyun-woo pursues more than perfection, so he can’t understand it himself.
‘There was a reason I couldn’t win. Because you constantly push yourself, you must have crossed your limits. Am I supposed to have that mindset too?’
***
The Craxis Church, the hiding place of the American branch.
Unlike the Korean branch, the US branch has been conducting drug manufacturing and organ trafficking as its main businesses.
The gap between the rich and the poor in the United States was extreme, and as the territories were large, it was not possible to maintain stable security in all regions.
Therefore, it was easy to sell drugs, and even if organs were trafficked, they were not easily caught.
“According to the investigation, it is certain that the headmaster of the Korean branch killed the headmaster.”
“Witnesses alone are not enough. So we can’t attract other branches.”
Gordon Credik, head of the American branch of the Craxis Church, put down his drink and answered.
In fact, it didn’t really matter who killed the archbishop.
They just needed a cause to unite the branches of the Kraxis Church.
“But the only evidence that can be said is the testimony of eyewitnesses. There are no features in the CCTV footage other than wearing a black robe.”
“It got really annoying. If you use the ability to create gates, there will be less evidence.”
Gordon smirks and sips his drink.
The ability to create gates was not helpful in battle, but it was quite useful for other purposes.
Couldn’t they be able to secretly assassinate and run away from the archbishop like the Korean branch, or use it as a means of transporting drugs or smuggling organs like themselves?
“Do you really need to borrow the power of another branch? We will be able to easily organize the Korean branch alone.”
“You can’t push this with numbers. We are the one in urgent need. So we have no choice but to attack first. Besides, it’s impossible to get all the believers from the US branch into Korea.”
“It must be the same for other branches.”
“In addition to the Korean branch, there are other branches that need to be dealt with. Shouldn’t the East be wiped out at this point?”
Gordon had been hostile to the branches distributed in the East.
The archbishop was to serve, but they could not accept the race and culture lower than them.
In addition, the Japanese and Hong Kong branches seemed to be gathering around the Korean branch, so it was intended to be removed in advance.
“Then are we dealing with the Korean branch?”
“That would be good. It’s the Archbishop’s job to punish traitors.”
Gordon had only one reason to want to become an archbishop.
Using the resurrection of Kraxis as an excuse, he pampers his followers and solidifies his position.
If he presented his own power, enormous capital, and even the members who had been forcibly awakened, the other branches would also fall to their knees.
“But aren’t the other branches fighting each other to become archbishops? I don’t think they will cooperate with the headmaster.”
“So you need a reason. When we have a common goal, we focus on that goal rather than fighting amongst ourselves.”
Gordon was determined to take the lead in matters related to the archbishop’s assassination.
Taking the initiative itself meant leading the Kraxis Church, and it was also possible to lay the foundation for becoming an archbishop.
Therefore, they were trying to find evidence that the headmaster of the Korean branch had killed the archbishop.
“I know that the Japanese branch and the Hong Kong branch have as many followers as we do. Can it really be solved with just the other branches?”
“It just takes time. It will be over if only the head of the Korean branch is dealt with.”
Gordon had no intention of keeping the Eastern branches under his control.
It would be enough if it was destroyed while fighting like that, or its scale was reduced.
“I know that Korea has good security. Wouldn’t it be possible for Korean hunters to intervene?”
“That part is what I am struggling with. The level of hunters in Korea is too high. Even the believers in the Korean branch cannot be taken lightly.”
Gordon did not underestimate the Korean branch.
Although the number of believers in the Korean branch was small, they were known to be superior in their abilities.
Besides, Ryu Seon-hwa, the head of the Korean branch, wasn’t on the strong side among the church leaders.
“I heard information that the Korean branch had discovered Kraxis. If it was enough to kill the Archbishop himself, Kraxis might have really been resurrected.”
“As you said, I would not have disobeyed the orders of the Archbishop for no reason. Knowing that the resurrection rites were false, they most likely acted immediately.”
Gordon nodded and emptied the glass completely.
He also longed for Kraxis to be resurrected, but the time was not yet.
If it turns out that Kraxis exists in Korea, Seonhwa Ryu would be revered as the archbishop.
‘It can’t be real. She must have lied.’
***
On the day of Kitter Day, inside the student council president’s office.
Seo Hyun-woo was sipping a teacup and looking down at the paper bags and boxes piled up on the floor.
All of them were gifts from the students to commemorate Kiter’s Day.
There were also several letters, most of which had similar contents.
[It was great back then. In the future, we will devote ourselves to training with the president as our motto.]
[I thought that the president was in that position with only one natural ability. My thoughts were short. I apologize for the delay.]
[The president has excellent leadership and indomitable will because he lacks both literary and professional skills. As a sign of respect, I am giving you a small gift.]
[I will never be greedy for the position of the student council president again. I’m sorry for being rude to the current Black Hunter.]
‘…it’s too burdensome. It’s not something I can do on my own.’
Seo Hyun-woo shook his head and turned his gaze to the monitor.
The thunderbolt that was implemented during the Rebellion raid must have impressed some students.
However, the number of gifts alone reached dozens, so it was not easy to carry them alone.
I’ll try chocolate or alcohol somehow, but if it contains expensive cigarettes, wouldn’t I have to decorate it forever?
‘Should I call Jaeyeon Choi later? I think it would be grateful if you could bring a little.’
Choi Jae-yeon was the only person who could help with this.
He would have asked them to move these gifts to the dormitory and hand them over a few as a reward.
There was a way to call other managers, but there is no way to make the female students go to and from the men’s dormitory.
smart.
As always, Baek Seo-yeon came in and tried to approach Seo Hyun-woo.
However, when he finds a pile of gifts piled up on one side, he quickly stops.
“You are popular.”
“It’s not that easy. You should think of the injured person first, not the skills I wrote.”
“You still haven’t forgotten what happened?”
“Is it true that I made a mistake? It’s true that you were hurt.”
Baek Seo-yeon, who heard this, licked her lips, but did not dare to answer.
Even if he told me that it wasn’t a mistake, Seo Hyun-woo wouldn’t be convinced until the end.
Even if I made a contribution that no one else could do, wouldn’t it be considered a trivial task?
“Am I not the only one hurt? That’s it, so you can be proud of yourself.”
He answered by placing the paper bag he had brought with him Baek Seo-yeon on the work desk.
I thought I might become conscious of the gifts piled up next to me.
Probably, from Seo Hyun-woo’s point of view, he had already received many gifts, so the gift he gave himself would not have touched him much.
“Did you make this yourself again?”
“I tried mixing half of what I made and half of what was sold in the market. Because what I did may not taste good.”
“I think you underestimate your own abilities. The last one I gave you was delicious. It has meaning because it has sincerity in it.”
After saying that, Seo Hyun-woo took out two paper bags from under the work desk.
Like last year, he had prepared gifts for Baek Seo-yeon and Baek Jeong-woon, one by one.
“You know without telling me?”
“I will tell my uncle well.”
Baek Seo-yeon was about to leave the student council president’s office with the presents Seo Hyun-woo gave her.
At the same time, Seo Hyun-woo’s neck catches his eye, and questions that have been hidden until now wrap around his head.
I thought maybe I should ask him about it this time.
“You are not wearing the necklace I gave you. You don’t like it, do you?”