Chapter 334
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“Ugh.”
Han Suji made a strange sound.
What, did she not even expect this?
“Nation wonders if Nation even needs to call this a fight in the first place.”
“What does that mean?”
She glared sharply again.
Perhaps she felt like my words meant it wasn’t even worth that much. She might have felt that way.
“In short, it was just a practice spar between classmates. At the Academy, I mean. It’s ridiculous to apologize for this.”
“T-This.”
What. Why are the other kids looking at me weirdly, not just Han Suji?
There was even Ray, watching with her eyes wide open.
No, even if they look at me like that, Nation has nothing to say.
Or what, did they see me differently until now? Do they want to say something like that?
Well, maybe that’s understandable.
To think the immature schoolgirl who acted however she wanted was this kind of kid, like that! Of course, they’d also believe the amnesia story.
“You said you lost your memories, so which one is the real you?”
That was a question from one student.
Ah, right. They’d definitely be curious about that.
Which one is the real me?
“Did the old me not even come to the Academy at first?”
“That’s. That’s true, but. Hmm.”
Just one thing is certain. The old Yu Eunha was a loser and practically an extra.
That’s all because of that bitch author.
So, Nation will suck up all the sweet benefits while making the most of my own Yu Eunha.
This is something Nation has declared countless times, especially regarding Choi Siwoo or the heroines trying to make contact with me like this.
But you see.
“This isn’t much, but eat it.”
Strangely, Han Suji has been getting tangled up with me since then. Even during lunch, while Nation was outside like a loser, she suddenly bought some bread from the school store and brought it over.
Actually, Choi Siwoo also asked to eat lunch together, but Nation rejected him.
How dare a guy with a dick try to cling to me?
Nation hopes he goes looking for Yu Jinseok like the gay bastard he is.
Still, usually in times like this, don’t they bring their own lunchbox and go, “Hmph, it’s not like Nation prepared this just for you!'?
-Yeah, whatever, weeb!
-Fucking weeb.
-I saw it somewhere and am using it here.
No, this fuck. They are also weebs, yet they’re calling me a weeb.
Nation too only saw and heard it from somewhere in the first place.
Then again, Han Suji’s character setting is that she’s fucking terrible at cooking, which the bitch author added as TMNation.
Maybe that’s why Han Suji brought yakisoba bread, which is quite popular even at the school store.
“They sell stuff like this at the school store?”
“Yeah, there was talk this time about exchange students from Japan, and there was talk about them investing in Hanseong Academy or whatever. So it seems a Japanese-style bakery opened as a start.”
“Hoh.”
A Japanese-style bakery.
This is my first time eating Japanese bread in Korea, except for when Nation went on a trip before.
But to think they sell Japanese-style bread at the Hanseong Academy school store.
Is this the bitch author’s detailed setting? Or is it just a perfectly natural occurrence that happened in this reality?
“Maybe because the Korean bread from the Academy school store is really bad, the kids are praising it, exclaiming, 'Godpon!'”
Japan, huh. Come to think of it, there is a Heroine who is Japanese. Is it already time for foreign characters?
“That’s how nations operate.”
Nation took a bite, and well, it definitely tasted good.
However, the fact that there’s already investment from Japan means the problem is whether the Japanese side has already decided to send the Heroine or not.
During Yu Jinseok’s time, a prominent Japanese power figure of the era suffered justice realization, so maybe it’s because of that.
Hmm. Well, Japan isn’t something to mess with right now anyway.
It’s funny for me to even care about a Japanese Heroine in the first place.
“Nation thinks my master Kim Cheolsu is ahead of Yu Jinseok when it comes to the spear.”
“Ah, Nation heard he’s the one called the God of Spear.”
Nation heard that guy is at least amazing when it comes to the spear.
The problem is that Yu Jinseok has no interest in spears in the first place.
There’s talk about whether the spear is stronger than the sword assuming equal skill or whatever. Well, Yu Jinseok was a Divine Sword User to begin with.
But Han Suji flashed a smile on her lips, happy about something.
“Really?”
“It’s from my older brother’s mouth, to be exact. Nation had no interest in being a Hunter from the start.”
Nation needs to lay the groundwork like this.
That way, no one will say anything later even if Nation doesn’t become a Hunter and suck up sweet benefits through internet broadcasting.
Nation thought she only bought one piece of bread, but it’s quite filling.
And Nation drank strawberry milk.
“What, you smoke?”
Ah, Nation put a cigarette in my mouth too naturally after the meal.
Well, whatever.
Rather, this is an opportunity. It’s a perfect plan to put some distance in my relationships with the heroines.
Nation’ll lower their affection by doing weird things and acting as un-heroine-like as possible. Ray’s gaze is already strange as it is.
Holding a lit cigarette in one hand, Nation made a very ecstatic expression.
“Yeah. The taste of this nicotine spreading through my brain is the absolute best after a meal.”
Nation wasn’t even that much of a chain smoker, but Nation spat out words only a chain smoker would say.
“C-Cigarettes? Is it bad for a woman to smoke? It’ll affect the child.”
“I’m not pregnant and have no intention of being, so what does it matter? It’s fine.”
I spoke while deliberately wafting the smell of cigarette smoke.
The smell will probably get on the school uniform too, so it might be a bit annoying for Han Suji as well.
If things go on like this and rumors spread that Yu Eunha is a chain smoker-
No, but even if that were actually true, would it even be a flaw?
Looking closely at Choi Siwoo, he’s pointlessly broad-minded, so he might just let it slide.
Then again, there’s no reason to distance oneself just because someone smokes. It’ll just shatter a bit the image they had of me until now.
In that case, should I cause a bit more of a mess?
“Then what, you don’t plan on getting married either?”
“Yeah. Because Nation likes women.”
“Women?”
If I’m planning to shatter my image anyway, it’d be good to go all the way.
With my sensibilities as a man, I like women and can’t like other men. I’m different from that fucking gay bastard.
Therefore, since I’m ruining my image anyway, Han Suji is a good sacrificial lamb.
I smirked.
Somehow, Han Suji made a puzzled expression as if she didn’t know why I was smiling like this, then belatedly shook her head.
Right, a good idea came to mind.
“N-No way, d-don’t tell me?”
“Well, it should be fine, right?”
“What do you mean, it should be fine?”
Besides, Nation can get a taste of a heroine’s lips too.
If her body is going to fall to Choi Siwoo anyway, Nation can covet her lips a bit before that, right?
Nation pulled Han Suji’s body into an embrace.
And in that position, Nation took a deep drag of the cigarette.
Smooch.
Nation kissed Han Suji.
“Mmph?”
Nation shouldn’t end it at just this. Nation planted a very adult deep kiss on her. Against my very obscene technique, she couldn’t do anything.
In the midst of that, Nation poured the nicotine Nation was holding in his mouth straight into Han Suji’s mouth.
This is exactly what a kiss that ruins your health is.
Even if Han Suji found it agonizing, it seemed she couldn’t do anything about it.
Of course she couldn’t. Even Nation would probably get a brain freeze if Nation suddenly suffered something like this.
She was kissed by another woman, and a rival at that.
Nation was not stopping there. She was drinking in nicotine she was experiencing for the first time in her life straight into her mouth, without even a moment for her brain to process properly.
There was no way her brain could process properly.
Furthermore, Han Suji is a person whose body moves before her head.
“How is it? My Cigarette-flavored Kiss.”
“Uh. U-Uh?”
Han Suji had a bewildered face.
Han Suji still had somewhat sharp eyes and a rough personality, but right now she seemed to have become a very docile sheep.
Of course, the smell of the cigarette Nation transferred was wafting heavily from her mouth.
“Well then, lunch is over, so Nation’ll be heading back.”
Nation just gave her a light wave of my hand and returned to the classroom.
When she came into the classroom later, she still had a blank face, but after that, whenever she met my eyes, she blushed.
Isn’t she quite a cute kid?
By the way, is the next period Illusion Class?
Rebecca definitely handles abilities related to that, after all.
Not long after, Rebecca came in.
“Today, we will have an Illusion Class.”
Nation already knew beforehand, but perhaps because this illusion thing itself was originally rare to see, the students showed quite a variety of reactions.
“Illusion Class?”
“Illusions literally show illusions to a target. Those illusions throw a person into confusion or weaken his or her combat power. Sometimes it even leads to mind control.”
“But there are no ability users of the illusion category here.”
At the students' question, Rebecca snapped her fingers, saying it was a good point.
“Correct. If that were the case in the first place, Nation would have only gathered the illusion kids. Cadets possessing that ability are rare in the Academy right now anyway.”
“Then?”
“It will be a time to build resistance against illusion magic. To prepare for illusion traps that occur in some dungeons, or when hostile hunters use illusions.”
“Oh.”
“You naturally learn these things faster by experiencing them firsthand. You learn by suffering it in advance from me before suffering it in a Dungeon. However, what I do will have no effect on the human body.”
The mental blow will be huge, though. Shouldn’t it be classified differently from the body taking a hit from ability users equipped with other illusion abilities?
“Now then, everyone will enter the prepared simulation practice room right in the next classroom.”
“Everyone? Are we doing it separately?”
For a simulation, it’s on the level of a PC bang with private rooms.
Just what kind of system is it?
“Yeah, once you go in, I will grant each of you an illusion of the experience you hated the most in the world. Until you can endure it, that is.”
“Eeeek.”
“Uh, so it’s touching a centipede with my hand? That was my most hated experience, though.”
“Ack, mine was a cockroach.”
Uh, fuck. Nation has a bad feeling about this.
The thing Nation hates the most that Nation’ve experienced in the world. Something is strange.
Nation is getting a very ominous feeling. Nation wonders how this will turn out.
In my case.
-What was our most hated memory?
-When Mom cheated?
-That was good because Mom and the affair partner gave us a lot of money.
-When dad had an affair with his secretary?
-We got money from that side too and spent it on games.
-Then.
It seems there wasn’t really anything in particular.
If there was a bad thing, wasn’t it accidentally throwing away leftover chicken or something like that at most?
Or else the day a business trip was decided and I made a secret rendezvous appointment with my superior’s wife?
Anyway, with those thoughts, I stepped into the practice room.
“Oh fuck, dear God.”
That day, Nation had to experience an infinitely repeating first day in the army.
And Nation ended up collapsing from the continuous fatigue.