I Killed an Academy Player - Chapter 65

[ Bat Effect (3) ]

The typhoon bat disturbance that hit the outskirts of the city dissipated leaving little damage to the city.

Thanks to the early suppression, the city, except the highway, was spared any major damage. There have been some casualties due to the rain and wind… but we will be able to recover quickly.

“Get your meal! Today’s menu is potato and onion soup!”

The Guardian has a heroic image symbolism that fights against evil beyond the military.

Since each of them is a superhuman who demonstrates transcendental power, this type of heroism is naturally formed.

Volunteer work to distribute meals to disaster victims is part of that image creation.

“Thank you, driver!”

“Hey, eat it.”

Citizens who suddenly lost their homes and became victims receive the food I provide.

“Can I have one more potato, Sister?”

Lee Jae-min, who asked that request, must have been secretly looking forward to it.

Protestant priests are famous for being gentle not only to believers but also to non-believers.

Even though it is nonsense that she is bound with chains, she is a nun on the outside.

“Eat whatever you give me.”

“……yes.”

Lee Jae-min turns limply to the cold voice of Hwaran.

It is difficult to give more as the amount is set, but it is still different words and different laws.

“Why don’t you be kind to Sister Holland?”

“shut up.”

“Just do your best for your volunteer work.”

“I didn’t come here because I wanted to.”

Hwaran’s status is a guardian and an apprentice nun of Protestantism. It seems that because of this ostensible status, they are selected first in these volunteer activities.

“…Why are you helping people?”

“What are you talking about out of the blue?”

“I don’t know why she helps without compensation.

Is this girl not familiar with the concept of volunteer work in human society? I don’t think it’s something a nun would say.

“Isn’t it a welfare society where people live by helping? This society runs healthily by helping each other and helping each other in difficult times.”

“???”

She looks like she doesn’t know what’s going on. Is this nun’s social skills still the same as they were three years ago?

“When you leave, take a glass of juice with you. . The aquamarine-haired lady over there will take care of it for

you.” “Thank you, driver.”

“These potatoes are being delivered to you from the aquamarine-haired lady’s house, so don’t forget!” ”

Oh, thank you. Wizard.”

“Ugh? It’s no big deal!” Let

‘s continue serving food and teach the Dutch about social skills.

“When do you think humans started forming ‘civilization’?” ”

…Don’t sound like a professor.”

Anything. It’s okay, so please give me any answer…

Looking at Hwaran’s angry attitude, it looks like he has an intention to listen but has no intention of actively participating.

“I heard this story somewhere too. It is said that the beginning of civilization was when a leg bone with traces of being broken and reattached was discovered.”

“………”

Hwaran is not listening and puts a chunk of boiled potato on the plate. But his prickling ears pick up on this story. I’m hearing it clearly.

“In a barbaric society where survival of the fittest is survival of the fittest, if you break your leg, you’re as good as dead. “Because you can’t run away from danger, go to the river to drink, or hunt.”

Even now, the society of beasts is like that. A wounded animal is just easy prey for other beasts.

“But a leg bone that shows signs of being broken or glued together is like that. It means that someone was there to help the person until they were healed. Helping someone when they are in trouble. That seems to be the beginning of civilization…”

“In the end, it’s because humans are weak.”

“You pretended not to hear, but you were listening!” ”

…Be quiet.”

My earlobes turn slightly red. . It’s cute to see reactions like this.

“It’s not wrong, but helping each other was one of humans’ survival strategies. Isn’t this part of it?”

Helping residents who are in trouble due to the typhoon. I think I explained it quite clearly and well.

“It has no meaning to me. Because there’s no one who can

help me.” “I’ll help you.”

“…….”

Hwaran turns her head in this direction for the first time. Her red gaze turns to me.

“You talk arbitrarily about a weak topic. ”

Hwaran’s gaze turned cold. As if she didn’t need my help. But she couldn’t hide her shaking pupils. The food was

slowly coming to an end. I put the last victim’s soup on top and handed Hwaran a potato.

“You’ll see. .”

The eyes staring at me are stinging. Even after all this, I’m worried a lot for you. Don’t be too mean to your brother. The

children of the victims’ families are playing lively in the vacant lot that has become the distribution site.

At least the children can overcome this depressing situation in a healthy way. It looks like there is some positive power to draw.

“Hey kids! A nun here is playing with you!”

“As you wish…!”

“Play soccer, soccer. Be gentle…!”

“Nun, are you going to play with us?”

“Awesome chain!”

“You…!”

“Then I’ll just leave.”

Hwaran is surrounded by children. It’s clear that nun uniforms are friendly to children. Do.

………………….

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……

While I was drinking powdered coffee on the bench, Master Erin came to see me. He came.

“Are you doing well?”

“Are you here?”

Teacher Erin sits on the bench. I go out of my way to offer coffee to the girl named Eriu, who looks like a young man.

“He’s a considerate young man.”

“I hear this often.”

“Hehe.” …”

A spare body made of runestones is not necessary for eating, but it is necessary in terms of stomach.

“The Hwaran…”

Her eyes turn to the vacant lot. A girl in a nun’s uniform and the victims children. He is kicking and playing with this ball.

Hwaran clearly looks like he is forcing himself to participate, but he seems to be interested in the ball game itself. He is also controlling his strength well. “

How much do you know about that kid?”

“I heard about Ginger City. ”

Marie also announced that she was a demon, but if she wanted to hide her demon characteristics, she could.

However, Master Erin revealed their race openly.

There is an aspect of running a transparent school, but deep down, she wants those who are persecuted because they are demons to go to school with confidence. It must be because of that.

Beajacker, a half-giant monster,

Marie Dunareff, a vampire,

and Dutchman from the Eastern Continent, a living river poet.

It originated from her idea that even demons should be accepted as students.

“I will bring that child from the Eastern Continent . There was a lot of backlash at the time. Actually, even now, it’s not a good reaction.”

Even when Marie became a vampire, she was the teacher who proved her stability by going to the magic tower, the old school, and the royal family.

Moreover, if it was Bicheon Yacha, which devastated a castle on the Eastern Continent, there would have been some noise during the admission process. “ I can’t even imagine what happened.

“That kid hurt a lot of people and made a big mistake. Clara and the other professors also said that that kid was dangerous.”

The teacher looked at me carefully. It seemed like she was asking what my opinion was.

“Oh, he scored a goal. look. That kid.”

We saw Hwaran in the clearing, who had brilliantly kicked the ball into the goal. He looked annoyed, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly. “Does it matter whether he’s a

pureblood human, a half-blood, or a demon? If you have feelings of helping someone, worrying

about them, or laughing…” Or if I see the kids struggling to control their strength to avoid getting hurt by the ball I hit… that child’s nature is definitely not wrong.

“If that’s the case, then That’s enough.”

“…….”

It was enough. That’s it.

“You’re a very sentimental child to be Balthazar’s student.”

“Hahaha.”

Whose student is this?

* * * *

“Whoa~!”

I stretched the muscles on my back that had stiffened from working while standing and glanced at Hwaran.

“Aren’t you tired?”

“Not much?”

During lunch hours, food was served. In the afternoon, I worked on disposing of debris destroyed by the typhoon.

It was thorough physical labor . I was separated from Marie, and the whole afternoon was hard work.

“Shall we go eat?”

“…Sushi.”

It was enough to discuss the dinner menu without hesitation.

Compared to the previous episode, this is enough. Aren’t you quite close?

“Let’s go.”

“Is it okay?”

“It’s okay if it’s the chairman or the wife. I told you that you might come here for dinner tonight.”

Basically, he must be confident that he can track him down as long as he doesn’t leave the city.

“Okay, let’s eat sushi.”

“……Ah.”

The dinner menu has been decided, but Hwaran I let out a lament mixed with this sigh.

“What’s wrong?”

“I didn’t bring my wallet.”

“It’s okay, dude. I’ll buy it for you.”

“…….”

Basically, if you eat with a dwarf, it’s Dutch pay. It’s a very desirable attitude, but still, how much wealth did you save thanks to this guy?

Huh… The gold coins almost flew away because of the typhoon bats . If you think about it…

Oh, let me tell you later, the corpse of the typhoon bat will be evenly distributed to everyone present, including Hwaran. Money-

strapped Professor Dana is crying and looking at the mangled corpse of the bat. I hugged him.

“Okay, let’s go!” Today, I’ll treat you to a very expensive big belly!”

“…Big belly.”

Let’s go listen to Irasshaimase for the first time in a while!

“We’re closed today.”

………

.. ….

…

Returned to the special dormitory. Hwaran and Corin entered the dark building.

“Everyone is gone.”

Josephine is probably still working, and Marie said she was coming back after service and hanging out with her friends, so she will come home late.

Hwaran is on leave . Because I was so disappointed in the closed sushi restaurant, I wanted to go up to my room and sleep right away, but the boy called me in.

“I’ll make you some food.”

I couldn’t eat the big belly fat, so would that be enough to make up for my disappointment? Hwaran said a word of refusal. I tried to spit it out, but…

“If possible, it’s better to make a lot at once. I’ll make it for Marie-senpai and Lady Josephine all at once.”

Corin headed to the kitchen without waiting for Hwaran’s answer. It was too late to say anything.

“Ha…”

Hwaran said that he was embarrassed to follow her to the kitchen. I didn’t want to be bothered.

In fact, it’s true that I was hungry. It’s reasonable to wait until they bring me something to satisfy my hunger.

There’s nothing I can’t do if they make it for me.

“Meat.”

I swallowed the words that couldn’t be heard. Last time. I couldn’t help but be disappointed when I brought only five-colored side dishes such as stir-fried odeng, stir-fried anchovies, and spinach.

It was because I couldn’t give up the habit of preparing a large amount of side dishes and then taking them out every time I wanted to eat them.

Since I couldn’t eat the belly fat, at least 40% of that was lost. If I don’t bring something comparable…

‘It might be okay up to 3.’

First of all, he’s not a professional chef.

Strangely, he was generous to Corinne today.

To be honest, what the boy said to her shook her heart a little.

“I’ll help you.”

It was like a promise that he would help her at any time. It’s probably because I put unnecessary meaning into those empty, light words.

She is a living river.

It is a being close to a monster created using living humans.

What her ‘father’ wanted, what

the neighbors wanted, what

the officials wanted, what

the emperor wanted…

Will this boy be able to say the same thing when he gets his hands on a jiangshi called Bicheon Yacha?

The monster that everyone was so greedy and eager to wield?

“It’s not even funny.”

Hwaran knows. Knowing his demonic nature, he denies the boy’s words even more.

Corin, who may or may not know Hwaran’s inner thoughts, continues cooking in the kitchen.

“You are a monster, fire.”

If you knew my past, if you knew my true nature, would you be able to turn your back on me so calmly?

“idiot.”

Hwa-ran is alone in the gloomy darkness, pouring out merciless criticism. The gaze continued to be directed at the boy’s brightly shining back.

‘Give it back! Fire…! Give me my body back!’

“Ugh…!”

My head is pounding. Again. Still unable to give up and struggling.

“It’s loud… This is mine. It’s my body.”

I know. It’s not mine.

“I’ll never give it back.”

Are you really going to help me like this?