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I casually grabbed Kim Beubmi’s shoulder.
“So. Was the sex education okay?”
“Ho-eh-eh, that was sex education?”
Right. It was just sex education.
After all, if women do it together, there’s no cumming inside, and unless toys are used, the hymen can’t be torn. I can avoid responsibility too.
Mental responsibility?
Why should I bear something like that? I shouldn’t.
Anyway, scissoring was quite fun, but that doesn’t mean I have any reason to take responsibility.
Of course, on the outside, I smiled kindly.
“Of course. It doesn’t count between women. Beubmi-jjang is still a virgin. You don’t need to worry.”
I never thought I’d end up saying something like this.
Anyway, someone like Kim Beubmi might make a fuss saying we are now lovers, so it can’t be helped.
Honestly, I prefer women now too, but I can’t just start dating Kim Beubmi over something we did after drinking.
Above all, I can’t listen to that way of speaking all day.
I have no intention of making just anyone my lover.
“Ah, is that so?”
Ah, what a naive woman.
“Of course. Your hymen is perfectly intact, isn’t it? That’s why lesbians are so free.”
I don’t know anything about lesbians and have no intention of finding out. But if Kim Beubmi demands to know how I’m going to take responsibility here, it can’t be helped. This is the only way out. Anyway, it’s not like I have a dick, and her hymen should be perfectly fine, right?
If so, I’m sorry, but deceiving her like this is the only way.
Anyway, as long as she enjoyed it too, isn’t that enough? She didn’t resist, so it’s not rape. There’s no need to take responsibility, and it just becomes nothing.
“Is that so? Ho-eh-eh.”
“Well then, I would appreciate it if you contacted me again when there’s dungeon work in the future.”
“Ho-eh-eh. See you later!”
Brushing off the accident with Kim Beubmi, I left the hotel.
And right on time, a message arrived.
Fire Bat: Aren’t you coming to the Academy?
Yu Eunha: My head is dizzy and my hands and feet are trembling and trembling.
Fire Bat: Go to a hospital, or if you don’t come out quickly, I’ll completely destroy you.
I was about to reply calling her an old maid auntie, but I stopped.
Honestly, it was because I didn’t want to go to the Academy. Of course. The weekend just flew right by. Moreover, I felt like I’d get tangled up with that fucking gay bastard.
Come to think of it, I kissed Han Suji too.
She is also dangerous in many ways.
Anyway, she’s a heroine. There might be some weird friction again. Who knows. Han Suji might have lesbian tendencies.
Well, someone like Han Suji wouldn’t be bad. But, original work or whatever, it could lead to a complete collapse of the original story.
Looking at the atmosphere of the original work, the difficulty level for the protagonist skyrockets at the part where Yu Eunha dies.
Then, is it superior if the original work collapses a bit, as long as I don’t die?
Ah, I don’t know.
“Still, I guess I have to go.”
I just need to graduate somehow. I just have to endure until then.
Looking at the time, I should be able to make it to the Academy just barely.
“Huh?”
Without realizing it, I ended up sending the message I had decided not to send to Fire Bat.
But why is this person so quiet? Normally, she’d be furious and slandering me with all sorts of curses, and even that wouldn’t be enough.
Oh, wait a minute, I’m getting an ominous feeling about this.
It feels like something I shouldn’t have entered, something unpleasant, like something is targeting me.
Feeling an aura, a feeling like walking on thin ice, I looked to the side. A woman with a grotesquely contorted face was glaring at me terrifyingly.
Unbelievable. Why is that person here? More importantly, how did she get here? Isn’t this strange?
“You damn bitch. You’re dead today.”
“Heol.”
Fire Bat was held in one hand.
No wonder Yu Jinseok-i hates her.
I had to run away from that old maid with all my might.
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In the end, I was dragged to the Academy like a dog.
No matter which world it is, I feel that this nation called Hell Joseon is an education-centric society to my bones.
Fire Bat, that damn old maid, who is nothing but a corpse without her bat, bestowed upon me the humiliation of spanking my ass.
Today is time for magic studies again.
The professor, as always, is Rebecca.
“Today, we will learn about magic. Those of you who use weapons like swords or spears instead of magic often ask why you have to learn it when you don’t even use it. But knowing your enemy is knowing yourself. Among your enemies, there are those who use magic, and there are villains too. You must know that your enemies are not just monsters.”
Right. villains are important.
Of course, they’re only important to the protagonist. I just hope Choi Siwoo, that gay bastard, listens carefully during this time and stops destroying the original work.
For some reason, that fucking gay guy is listening intently to Rebecca’s words right next to me, though.
“First of all, whether you have a talent for magic or not, affinities exist within you. Naturally, differences in compatibility exist as well. However, for those with absolutely no talent for magic, there is a non-attribute. In that case, you don’t really have to worry about compatibility, so it’s not bad. There are magic swordsmen, magic spearmen, and magic archers who utilize magic. The spirit arrow of the student Ray in this class should also be viewed as a magic arrow in a broader sense.”
“Then is the Divine Sword also a magic sword?”
A student raised his hand and asked.
“The Divine Sword is a type of holy sword. Furthermore, the Divine Sword is synchronized with a constellation, literally making it the ultimate sword among weapons. Unlike a magic sword, it must be placed in a completely different category.”
Come to think of it, was that student’s name Kim Seung-jun?
Looking at his nametag, it is indeed Kim Seung-jun.
Kim Seung-jun is a guy who felt an inferiority complex toward the protagonist Choi Siwoo during his Academy life.
He was a guy who obsessively fixated on the Divine Sword to a strange degree, claiming that he should be the one to possess it. He definitely was like that in the original work.
His past setting was that he admired the Tokyo heroes and wanted to become one himself, but he believed he could only become a hero if he possessed the Divine Sword.
In short, he’s just a loser/nerd bastard.
He’s the kind of guy you wonder how he even got in here.
The problem is that he’s not just a simple loser/nerd.
Isn’t that how people naturally are? When someone else has what you want, you fall into envy.
Eventually, that guy became twisted, and later made a deal with the mutants who act as villains, becoming a mutant himself and being the first to attack the Academy.
The reason I didn’t bother mentioning him is because he’s just at the level of a mob you gloss over.
However, that attack failed, and the mutants who supported Kim Seung-jun launched a surprise attack on the Academy again.
Their leader is Kim Cheolsu.
I feel like we’re slowly approaching that event.
Well, as long as I stay quietly holed up in the corner of my house, I will survive.
“Now then, close your eyes and feel the mana inside you. I can’t explain in words what that feels like. You will be able to feel the mana yourselves. “
“Oh, fuck. This is awesome?”
A student muttered that to himself with a meaningful expression.
“You can’t feel anything, so stop your pretend orgasm over mana.”
He got hit by Rebecca while doing a pretend orgasm over mana, whether it was just nonsense.
Right. If I want to enjoy this world even a little bit, I should try enjoying this mana or whatever it is too. Isn’t that right?
I closed my eyes and tried to feel the hot magic power that should be inside my chest.
Slowly, as if manifesting something, as if realizing that such a thing exists inside my body, I focused my mind and searched around.
Oh-oh. It’s hot. Something is incredibly hot.
No, that was just an expression, but it’s actually really hot.
Something hot is rising from inside my body, as if I’m going to throw up.
“Hihyak!”
“Oh, Yu Eunha. Your magic power is overflowing. White, you say? That’s unusual. Unexpectedly, you might have a talent for this.”
“Ahaha.”
Can she see the color of mana?
Anyway, I don’t know what kind of structure this world has.
Anyway, next was Choi Siwoo.
After all, Choi Siwoo is the protagonist. It feels bad having him right next to me, though.
Ah, but this bastard is looking at me strangely. Like he’s looking at something he’s seeing for the first time. That kind of expression.
Anyway, it did become his turn.
“As expected of a Divine Sword user, you wield light. With that light, you should be able to use purification on the darkness in the abyss.”
“Yes.”
“Ray. You have complex affinities. Is this the power of spirits as expected? Do Otherworlders also carry the blood of Elves?”
Elves are the forest people with long ears, white skin, and outstanding magic power.
This is passed down to the humans who crossed over from the Otherworld, and it’s said that Elves are their ancestors.
“Yes.”
“Tsk, this is why bloodlines are…”
I heard Kim Seung-jun making some disparaging remark.
Well, even if I ignore that bastard, Ray is also a bit of an OP character.
Having complex affinities, being loved by spirits.
By this world’s standards, I guess you could call it OP, fitting for a heroine character.
Then isn’t Yu Eunha just a trash character?
In the first place, this shut-in loner skill or whatever might look OP to others, but strictly speaking, it’s garbage.
-But the Clone Technique seems fucking good.
-I have to admit that. It’s like the whirlpool fishcake from a certain manga.
That’s true, but strictly speaking, that’s also ultimately the product of effort.
Can it be called OP? I don’t think so.
“Now then, I will look at your magic power manipulation skills. Try to make a sphere on your palm with the feeling of drawing out the magic power inside you.”
“But shouldn’t only magic-side awakened ones do this kind of thing? The majority will just fight using the power of body reinforcement anyway.”
A student said that.
But it’s not something to look at so optimistically, is it?
Even if the majority use body reinforcement, if the opponent is an enemy coated in magic, knowing even a little bit of magic power manipulation is how you can deal damage.
“Of course, if you’re not a magic-related ability user, it will be less, but you should be able to make at least a sphere in your hand. You need to know how to do even a little bit of control for it to be useful later when monsters or enemies coated in magic appear, right?”
“Aha.”
“The method is, as I just said, to draw out the mana you felt, or pull it out, using that kind of method to bring it out.”
With the feeling of pulling mana up from inside. I was slowly moving it to the arm, to the hand, and making it look like it was coming out through the palm. Slowly. Very slowly.
With something like that feeling, I started making a sphere in my hand.
Is this how you make a sphere? That’s what I thought.
“Oh-oh-oh. Something was made!”
“Hmm? Yu Eunha? You made it quickly?”
However, Rebecca slightly narrowed her brow.
Of course she did. It’s because of what’s in my hand.
It’s not a sphere, but something like a dragon made of white flames.
I had no intention of making this. What is this?
“Right. I told you to make a sphere, but to deceive the other cadets by making a dragon. As expected of Yu Jinseok-i’s younger sister.”
Even with that kind of praise, I have no intention of fighting. Or is she being sarcastic?