The World After the Bad Ending - Chapter 117



Barcop Dies

In front of Professor Beganon.

I was feeling very wronged right now.

The reason for my first personal interview with the professor was because of my promiscuous life.

As I said before, the limit of my promiscuity was a kiss on Seron’s cheek.

For someone like me to be called promiscuous, there is no greater injustice.

“Professor Beganon, I swear to the heavens, I have never lived promiscuously.”

In the first place, I lost love through the bandages of the veil.

At this point, even if I *wanted* to live a promiscuous life, I couldn’t.

Who the hell would point a finger and say a eunuch lived a promiscuous life?

Veganon leaned back on the sofa, a look of annoyance on her face.

“I know that. It’s obvious you have no ulterior motives towards women.”

She was wearing a casual tank top that showed the top of her underwear.

Of course, I hadn’t glanced at it even once.

I’d only thought to tell her to turn off the heat if she was too hot.

It seemed like Veganon had assessed me based on this point.

I tilted my head.

*If you knew that, why did you call me here?*, was the meaning behind it.

“But Hanon, regardless of what you claim, the perception around you isn’t like that, that’s the problem.”

That was true.

No matter how much I say I haven’t lived a promiscuous life, the people around me don’t see it that way.

After all, a person’s evaluation is ultimately determined by those around them.

“Hanon, ultimately the reason the word ‘promiscuous’ comes up is because there are too many women around you.”

I kept my mouth shut on that matter.

As she said, there were many women around me.

But unfortunately, the Flames Butterfly side is a harem-building game.

By default, the female characters’ proportion is high.

I have to lead the political affairs.

So I had no choice but to hang out with high-profile characters.

Honestly, there wasn’t much I could do about it.

“So, if we fix that, it should be solved, right?”

“Are you saying I should distance myself from the people around me?”

That was the one thing I had to avoid.

“Rather than that, wouldn’t it be solved if you increased the proportion of hanging out with guys?”

A guy who hangs out with me.

Who is there?

At most, only Card or Ban.

And even in Grantony’s case, we barely even see each other.

‘In the first place, I have a personality that likes to be alone, and Card is in the Department of Magic.’

There are student council friends like Poara in the student council.

But even they weren’t close enough to see each other during personal time.

‘I do have a bit of distance from the boys in the Department of Martial Arts.’

Except for the girls who hang out with me, the girls basically all dislike me.

From the first day, starting with giving Isabel a bad impression, there were several clashes with the group of girls.

At this age, boys are very interested in the opposite s*x.

Those boys didn’t want to hang out with me and get on the bad side of the girls.

So I ended up distancing myself from the boys in the Department of Martial Arts.

“Honestly, as a professor, it’s annoying to care about the kids’ relationships.”

Professor Beganon was too honest.

“Take care of your own rumors. The conviction that the students of Jerion Academy should have is to go to the Demon Palace and come back safely. Remember that.”

“Yes, professor.”

With that, the interview ended, and I trudged out of the professor’s office.

Honestly, I had no idea what to do.

The main reason for the rumors of promiscuity this time is because of Sharin’s engagement and Vinesha’s affection offensive.

Sharin’s engagement cannot be annulled.

I have to continue the engagement with Sharin to hold on to my lifeline.

The same goes for Vinesha.

It’s an important time for the episodes related to Vinesha.

I didn’t want to distance myself and cause any variables.

‘The detailed events may not be the same, but the main events must happen for the scenario to progress.’

I couldn’t distance myself from the people around me.

So, as Professor Beganon said, I should increase the proportion of males.

This doesn’t seem easy either.

“Oh, Wangnon.”

As I came out of the main building, Card appeared and waved.

“Now, I have to pass on the title of womanizer and playboy to you.”

“I don’t want it even if I die, so you keep it well.”

“Hehe, I can’t do that. I’m benefiting from it thanks to you.”

Cards were recently considered to be somewhat less problematic compared to Hanon.

For me, it was an incredibly frustrating matter.

“Wangnon, thanks to you, life has been enjoyable lately. Thank you. You’re truly my friend.”

“From today onwards, I’m not going to be friends with you.”

One thing is certain, I shouldn’t associate with that card guy.

Regardless of other rumors, the rumor of promiscuity cannot be erased with cards.

They are just treated as a group.

So, I quickly broke up with the card.

‘What to do.’

Even if I don’t know about other infamies, I don’t like promiscuity either.

There are still many scenarios left.

If infamy like promiscuity is added, it will complicate things.

As I was walking towards the dormitory, a familiar face approached from the opposite side.

I saw familiar brown hair.

Below it was a face that was constantly dissatisfied with everything in the world.

An academy student with rings dangling from their hands.

Second-year magic student.

Dorara Korajin.

One of the people who had been isolated within the academy after the incident with me.

“Dorara.”

“Huh? Damn it.”

As soon as Dorara saw me, their face twisted with anger.

After being thoroughly defeated by me, Dorara was cursed in the magic department.

They said, “How could the second-ranked student lose to someone from the martial arts department? What a disgrace.”

Of course, thanks to my recent activities here and there, it was now considered understandable.

It was inevitable to lose to that extent.

Everyone understood it that way.

But apart from that, Dorara’s pride was severely damaged.

So whenever they saw me, they always ground their teeth.

“You, I heard. You got engaged to that Sharin girl?”

Dora-ra scoffed the moment she saw me.

“You lovebirds, I knew it! Bet you were hooking up behind the scenes.”

Dora-ra seemed to have completely misunderstood my defending of Sharlin.

I looked at her with a bit of pity.

“Must be nice hanging out with a whore’s daughter.”

And before I knew it, my fist was flying towards Dora-ra’s face.

*Wham!*

Dora-ra barely managed to activate a magical barrier.

The little shit, after getting her ass kicked back then, her magic activation speed’s improved.

But who am I?

*Crrrraaackk!*

Dora-ra’s defense magic began to buckle under my grip.

I’ve been through a lot myself, and my skills have improved.

Especially, against magic I can easily gain the upper hand.

The remnants of an ancient dragon latent within me.

The cold it emits gives it an advantage against magic.

My freezing grip froze Dora-ra’s defensive magic.

And then, the moment I applied more force.

*Shatter!*

Dora-ra’s defense magic shattered into pieces.

“Y-you crazy!”

Dora-ra gasped, witnessing the power of the dragon magic she had only seen in individual matches.

Her reaction was that she had no idea it was this powerful.

My hand clamped onto her collar.

“What the hell are you doing!”

Dora-ra tried to push me away, but my body, trained with Aisha, was a wall of muscle.

There was no way she could shrug me off with the power of a pathetic mage.

“Sharlin is, for now, my fiancée.”

No matter how we got here, Sharlin is my fiancée.

Who in their right mind would stand by silently while their fiancée was being insulted?

At least I had no intention of letting it slide.

“If you recklessly flap your mouth, I’ll make sure you never even part your lips again, so keep that in mind.”

Dorara flinched at the sharp warning.

The staff gripped in his hand could no longer be lifted.

He knew well that if he slipped up here, I would really turn him into mush.

I let Dorara down with a thud.

Dorara’s pride seemed greatly hurt, with steam rising from the top of his head.

“Anyway, you haven’t changed. Isn’t it time you grew up a bit?”

“Grow up, my foot! Who do you think is making me go through this treatment!”

Anger dripped from Dorara’s eyes.

It was well known that he was ostracized in the Department of Magic Studies.

Of course, I was heavily involved in that.

But his usual behavior also played a significant role.

“If you care so much about Sharin, that woman, why don’t you straighten up your usual behavior? You’re not even in a position to have one woman, let alone two.”

Is it about that again?

Just now, I had been told by Professor Beganon that I was promiscuous, and a headache was coming on.

And then, an unexpected remark came out.

“Besides, you’re the guy who steals other people’s lovers.”

What kind of crazy talk is this?

I turned to Dorara with a bewildered face.

“Steal someone’s lover? Me?”

“Assistant Professor Vinesha from the Department of Magic Studies, there’s a rumor that she was actually someone’s lover among the assistant professors, and you’re playing dumb.”

Vinesha was someone’s lover among the assistant professors?

I don’t know what kind of rumor this is either.

Rumors tend to be exaggerated regardless of the truth, but this was a bit much.

In the meantime, my gaze began to change slowly.

For some reason, I felt like I knew where the source of this rumor came from.

And not just that.

I was beginning to guess who had been spreading rumors about promiscuity all this time.

Not long ago, I heard some news from Hania.

‘Associate Professor Barkov.’

He recently found someone new to love.

That someone is none other than Vinesha, who recently joined as an associate professor of magic studies.

And who is the person Vinesha is showering with affection?

It’s me.

Associate Professor Barkov, somehow, experienced two consecutive heartbreaks, first with Hania and now with Vinesha.

The main reason for his heartbreak is his own pathetic nature.

If he were a man who could admit such things, he wouldn’t have been treated as pathetic in the first place.

Therefore, Barkov must have thought this:

‘The reason I was dumped is because of Hanon Airey.’

In the end, the only thing Barkov chose was to spread rumors to bring me down.

Baseless, slanderous rumors.

Combined with my already notorious reputation and behavior, the rumors spread quickly.

He must have thought that if I were brought down, Vinesha would leave me.

I roughly let go of Dorara and cracked my neck.

I was already very displeased with the surprise confession attack before.

It seems it’s time to deal with this man.

Boom!

At that moment, an explosion echoed in my ears.

As I lifted my head at the sudden explosion, I happened to lock eyes with something passing by.

A being with long, jet-black hair, standing eight feet tall.

Dozens of red eyes gleamed through the hair.

As soon as Dorara and I saw it, we both froze.

And then we realized.

That is a demon Vinesha summoned from the other world.

‘Barkov.’

This man is really going to die.