Devil Returns To School Days - Chapter 135

26. Evil gives birth to evil (3)

Park Jong-su felt confused.

Only 19 years old.

What is this young boy thinking?

What kind of life have we lived so casually that we accept the reality of rampant violence?

Rejection rose up in my throat.

Common sense dictates that you should refuse, but without realizing it, you gave a completely different answer.

“…I’ll tell you this in advance, so just listen.”

“all right.”

Okay.

Hyunseong Kim placed something on the desk.

It was a recorder.

Before talking, there was something I needed to hear.

Tuk.

[You probably know the situation roughly, so I won’t spin it around. From now on, at this school… …and the moment you can’t overcome this frustrating situation and have an accident, the teachers at our school will bite you cruelly. [To the extent that the background you boasted about in Daesan cannot demonstrate any power.]

This was the content of a conversation with Choi Myung-hoon.

It was unusual from start to finish.

Choi Myung-hoon did not simply talk about school violence, but showed malicious intent to bring Kim Hyun-sung down to the bottom. That wasn’t all. Teachers mentioned by Choi Myung-hoon. They were expressed as if they had the ‘intention’ to destroy Kim Hyun-seong alone, rather than to discipline him as a teacher.

indeed.

Can we say this is normal?

Does it make sense that I was attacked from all sides like this as soon as I transferred to the school?

The recording has ended.

Kim Hyun-seong said to Park Jong-su, who was confused.

“Isn’t it strange? If it was just normal school violence, they wouldn’t have mentioned the teacher and threatened me. To understand this situation, a sufficient explanation of the background is needed. Golden Circle. I don’t know if you’ve heard the name, but there exists a group in the world that has the Korean education system in its hands and manipulates it as it pleases. In return for taking care of the children of those in power, they form mutually beneficial relationships and further form a huge cartel. And I’m their pet peeve.”

“…Chibu?”

“yes. The only target they failed to deal with. To them, I am a stain that should never be revealed and an obstacle that must be dealt with. What would happen if I transferred to the middle of Gangnam? During my third year of high school, when I was putting my life on the line for my grade, I was receiving requests from clients everywhere asking me to deal with them. All the situations the lawyer witnessed originated from that request. If so, I’ll ask again. “A friend who was instigated by Golden Circle’s Myung-Hoon Choi intentionally harassed me, and can it really be said that it was wrong for me to use violence in revenge?”

I was speechless.

I couldn’t answer readily.

towards him.

Hyunseong Kim asked again.

“Answer me. “Did I really do something wrong?”

* * *

Golden Circle.

Kim Hyun-seong assumed that he probably didn’t know, but Park Jong-su had heard that name in his life.

Was it 3 years ago?

One client mentioned the Golden Circle and asked if there was a way to legally punish them. At first I was extremely shocked. He went crazy over the fact that such an organization existed as if it were his job, but the request was completed before it came to fruition. As the client withdrew the lawsuit midway, lawyer Jongsu Park lost his way.

Are what you said back then true?

Whether it was or not was a mystery.

The client’s fear-filled eyes were real, but Park Jong-su could not bear to find out the truth any further.

‘…If it were really true, I myself would have known that the situation was unbearable.’

A time when I was full of blood.

A young prosecutor who pursued justice stood against the corruption of his superiors and had to give up his title as a prosecutor in exchange for punishing them. And the reality that followed was miserable. The seniors who were subject to punishment at the time are still living well as lawyers, but Park Jong-su was completely ostracized for attacking a member of his family.

And now.

Kim Hyun-seong’s words proved one thing.

The moment two characters mentioned the Golden Circle in completely different time periods, it was proven to be real.

I swallowed dry saliva.

I couldn’t quickly say anything.

‘It was intentional from the beginning. Kim Hyun-seong deliberately revealed everything to me.’

Ko Dong-su incident.

I deliberately brought in Park Jong-su.

What Park Jong-su witnessed was the entire school expressing malice in order to bury one student. Because I have to explain the Golden Circle later. Kim Hyun-seong wanted to show Park Jong-soo the reality, not just a recording of evidence. It was planned from the beginning. In fact, if I had wanted to, I could have dealt with Yoo Yeon-ho in the same way from the beginning, but I deliberately set the stage for Park Jong-su.

This is reality.

The Golden Circle really exists.

In addition, the situation in which he counterattacked with a tape recorder also proved that he was not easy going against such groups.

“…This is a very difficult situation.”

I smiled bitterly.

Hyunseong Kim asked with his eyes.

Will you ignore the truth or press on the truth?

A young man with many dreams, who was destined for a brilliant future, was forced to live a shabby life due to a single act of justice.

Jongsu Park said.

“I still seek justice and try to be honest with myself as much as possible, but as I get older, I keep regretting whether I made the right choice. I had a family at the time, but there was a conflict because I left my position as a prosecutor, and we ended up getting divorced. So did I really make the right choice? Can I truly be a good father to my wife and children? “If I had closed my eyes just once, I could have provided a better life for my family.”

I quickly looked away.

I’ve thrown away most of it now, but I saw a photo of my daughter, whose face I hadn’t seen in years.

“There is only one reason why I can live until now. The belief in myself that the choice I made at that time was the right one. The pride of living proudly in the end, even if it falters every time. “If even that one fact is denied, there is nothing left in my life.”

I saw Kim Hyun-seong.

Our eyes met.

“Did you do something wrong? No way. I just pursue justice, but I don’t necessarily think the law solves all problems. Because there are scum who use the law as they please, I had no choice but to throw away the title of prosecutor. You did your best. I guess I had to do something to survive. Admit it. “I will admit it.”

Accepted.

We can never deny this truth that has come so close.

A person named Park Jong-su was born that way in the first place.

“So why did you approach me?”

* * *

That time.

Lee Mi-so was cooking briefly in the kitchen.

Crack, thump.

“Hmmmm~♪”

I couldn’t help but hum.

recent.

I was so happy every day.

My son’s grades were improving day by day, and my in-laws were praising him and telling me that my husband had worked hard. I couldn’t be happier. I was still making snacks for my son. Since receiving private tutoring, Kang Min-woo has drastically reduced his attendance at private institutes, and after finishing school, he locks himself in his room to review without anyone asking him to do so.

For such a son.

What’s the point of cooking?

In fact, seeing her son’s recent changes made Lee Mi-so reflect on herself.

onetime.

My son hung out with bad friends.

The sight of him going outside every day without studying made me feel resentful that maybe he had inherited his blood. But now I see that it wasn’t that problem. The son needed attention and recognition from his parents, but since he was not able to achieve sufficient results every time, it seemed like they chose to derail him.

How difficult was it?

How much pain must I have suffered alone?

Lee Mi-so felt really sorry that she had found out how he felt now, so she tried to do her best for her son.

The snacks were set up well.

Lee Mi-so, who made fruit and chocolate cake for sugar filling, knocked and carefully opened the door.

“Is your son’s studies going well?”

measures.

There was silence.

The blackout curtains lowered to block out the light and the light shining only on the desk made me feel like it was a very lonely space. However, Kang Min-woo, who was sitting in front of the desk, did not react at all. It seemed like he was seeing something, but that didn’t mean he was a son who would ignore his mother’s words.

“son?”

I asked again.

OK.

Kang Min-woo turned his head and looked at Lee Mi-so.

“…Mom, you’re in big trouble.”

“Big deal? why? what’s the matter?”

“You know what. “That…”

Lee Mi-so was surprised.

What a big deal.

Has my health worsened?

Did my grades drop?

What on earth is going on?

At a time when fifty thousand thoughts were passing through his mind, completely unexpected words came out of Kang Min-woo’s mouth.

“The tutor said he can’t tutor anymore.”

“…what?”

That moment.

Tuk.

Clink.

Lee Mi-so just dropped the plate.

* * *

Mom Cafe is in emergency mode.

In response to Lee Mi-so’s call, wives flocked to a cafe in Cheongdam.

“What the hell is going on?”

“You can’t tutor!”

“Minwoo’s mother, is this really true?”

Everyone had shocked faces.

The girls have had a truly happy year since entrusting their tutoring to Kim Hyun-seong.

In the past, I would do all kinds of things to improve my son’s grades, but now all my problems were solved by sending him to a private tutor. At this rate, admission to Korea University was virtually guaranteed. For these women who live for the fun of showing off their children wherever they go, the news of Kim Hyun-sung was a shock.

Lee Mi-so said.

“…Yes, it’s true.”

“oh my.”

“Ah, the head.”

Members held their heads.

It was a big deal.

Hyunseong Kim’s tutoring.

No instructor with a reputation in Gangnam could compare to Kim Hyun-sung.

What would happen if you quit tutoring at a time like this when you need to improve your scores?

Your score will drop.

You will be overtaken by your competitors.

One member asked with an earnest look on his face.

“What on earth is going on? “If it’s about money, please tell me I’ll give you more.”

“It’s not that kind of problem. Actually… you all know that the tutor has recently transferred to Daesung Mirae High School, right?”

“I know. “We even went to see him about that issue.”

“But it looks like there’s a problem at that school. It’s unlikely that the teacher would have started the fight, so it was probably a fight with the kids who were jealous of him being number one in the country. The problem is that the teacher seems to have hit the student unilaterally. “They said that the disciplinary committee would be convened soon, so tutoring could no longer be conducted.”

“this.”

“Ah…”

Everyone showed gloomy eyes.

A disciplinary committee!

It was a problem that could not be done.

If the intention is to meet the conditions, I will gladly comply, but isn’t this a completely different problem?

Lee Mi-So silently glanced at the members.

I heard that the member who wore luxury goods all over her body was the wife of a famous conglomerate, and the member who got a lot of Botox was a real estate rich. Other members did not fall behind. The doctor’s wife and the wife of a high-ranking official proved that they all had sufficient power just by attending this meeting. People who had nothing in the first place would not have been able to form equal relationships where information was shared.

So I changed my mind.

Over the past year, I have keenly felt Kim Hyun-seong’s power to do nothing.

“Let’s join forces.”

“What does that mean? Are you saying that we will step forward and intervene in the disciplinary committee?”

“We have to somehow give strength to the tutor. At the very least, avoid being treated unfairly by outside influence. If we show sincerity, wouldn’t the tutor change his mind and continue tutoring? Everyone knows that if the tutoring I am currently receiving is cut off, I will have no choice but to miss out on being admitted to a Korean university.”

“That’s true, but…”

Everyone exchanged looks.

Even without adding a word, their eyes sparkled with a strange desire.

When I thought about it, it was true.

If absolutely necessary.

I couldn’t just sit like this.

Members spoke simultaneously.

“Let’s do it.”

“I can’t do anything for my tutor.”

Disciplinary Committee D-7 days.

Now, faced with the risk that tutoring might be cut off, helicopter moms had no intention of sitting idly by.