Translator: Wan ED/PR: Solarin
54. Dongsaeng (4)
Walk trail linking the 1st year zone and 2nd year zone.
There were several paths linking the two zones, but the road Geun Chansol and Wang Chansol guided me to was a place not marked even on the map.
‘Where on earth are we going?’
GeunChan&WangChan stopped in front of the shutdown security-man post.
It was a place known to be prepared as a base for the guards patrolling the vast Eungwang School’s site, before the security system’s work became automatized.
‘… It was said to be for such a reason, but it probably actually was the resting post of the Hwang Myeong Foundation Ho tribe’s sentry members.’
It was a place mentioned just in two or three lines in the Eungwang School’s facilities introduction part in PMH setting book, and there was no detailed information like its location.
So I had no idea how those class 0’s seniors knew about this place.
Geun Chansol and Wang Chansol suddenly looked back at me, as they said:
“Go in first.”
“Go in!”
Wasn’t it dangerous to drag a 1st year junior to the place, where humans were rare and made such a sound to go in?
If I glimpsed expectations and intentions for an immature dark prank in the forcibly hardened expressions of the two, I would flee.
‘Today is a good day, so they want to hang out? They’re thankful for Jegal Jaegeol’s matter, so they wouldn’t do anything serious to me.’
I decided to have mercy on the class 0’s seniors bastards and play along with their prank.
The guard post building was old, but from the gloss of the hinged door’s handle, it seemed they prepared something.
When I grabbed the handle and opened the door.
‘… What is this!?’
What I saw after opening the door were numerous Jegal Jaegeols.
There were Jegal Jaegeols on the right, Jegal Jaegeols on the left, whether I looked down or up, there were Jegal Jaegeols!
The classroom-sized guard post was completely packed with Jegal Jaegeols.
Did those out-of-their-mind senior bastards did something like that in the school?
It seemed that worthy of my Playable Character, Jegal Jaegeol was greatly loved by his students.
‘As expected of my Playable Character, no matter what he wears, it looks good. Where did they get all of it?’
From 2D prints to 3D holograms, Jegal Jaegeol was materialized wearing different outfits.
The frugal Jegal Jaegeol didn’t have that many clothes, but it seemed that they really put their souls into it, including clothes from things like official posters and interviews.
“How is it?! Isn’t it much better than the photo book made by the Newspaper Club?”
“If we do it, we can do it much better! Look!”
“3-dimensional photo book!”
I guess they had a strange sense of competition because of the Jegal Jaegeol magazine made by the Newspaper Club on the Teacher’s Day.
But wasn’t it a conversation to have in May?[1] Why are they doing it at the end of October?
“We’re planning to hold an exhibition during the school festival to spread teach Jegal-nim’s coolness. The working title is ‘Teacher Jegal Jaegeol-nim 3D photo book’, and it’s the prototype!”
“Yeah! We can’t express teach Jegal-nim’s greatness in such a remote place!”
“We will do it even bigger, cooler and prettier during the festival. The venue and scale will be much bigger!”
Wasn’t the festival after the final exams end in December?
And if it’s a prototype, do they mean it’s not the end?
It seemed that the idle 2nd year class 0’s senior bastards revealed the official project for the festival.
I was at a lost for words, but suddenly Geun Chansol and Wang Chansol spoke with serious expressions.
“Ah, but if teach Jegal-nim’s fans increase furthermore, it will be complicated, so we plan to strictly pick the audience.”
“Yeah, there are too many fans even now.”
“Especially that first student or fucks if I care, who kept calling even when he whines that he is busy!”
It will be complicated if Jegal Jaegeol’s fans increase?
Didn’t they say they plan to hold an exhibition to spread Jegal Jaegeol’s coolness a few seconds ago?
I really have no idea what GeunChan&WangChan senior bastards wanted.
‘I guess Hong Gyubin keeps regularly whining.’
Recently I didn’t order him to do any work, but it seemed that there was a lot of work including the case of Namkung Group just like before.
Even so, if he called Jegal Jaegeol every day, then didn’t he still have time to spare?
I put it to memory and decided I would shove Hong Gyubin around if something comes up.
‘But why did they drag me here?’
This doubt was solved right away by senior bastards’ following words:
“Hey, we showed you a good thing, so you have to pay a price!”
“Yeah, besides our class, no one else but you saw it.”
“Grant us one request please.”
I guess they called me all the way here to rip something off me.
It felt like a forced purchase, but as I actually appreciate the good photo book of my Playable Character, I decided to gladly accept it.
“Yes, please tell me.”
“Wow, the class 0’s junior-nim speaks the same language!”
“As we showed suspicious class vice president-nim something good, it’s a natural reaction!”
Geun Chansol and Wang Chansol had an attitude saying they didn’t even thought I would refuse.
They looked shameless, but as senior bastards actually made a good thing, and I also thought it was good, it couldn’t be helped.
“We fought dogshit war to obtain the tickets to the Playlist final round broadcast, but weren’t able to obtain them.”
“Keuk, we couldn’t use our connections, as Playlist is supported by competitors!”
“But, because nims received an invitation from Dokgo Miro, you’re going to the Playlist final round broadcast.”
How did they learn it?
Even though the 2nd year class 0’s senior bastards didn’t have an ability to obtain tickets, I guess they have an ability to get the information that their juniors are going.
“Miro plans to invite the class children, including you, the homeroom teacher-nim and vice homeroom teacher-nim.”
“But nims’ class attendance rate is fucked. Aren’t there seats left?”
It was a bitter sound, but they were right to say that the attendance rate was fucked.
‘There are many kids, who aren’t attending school, just like before.’
Our class had 16 people in total.
Among them, 6 people weren’t attending school at the moment.
Among those six, if we excluded Dokgo Miro, who planned to attend school when the broadcast shooting ended, the 5 were truants like before.
In other words, if Dokgo Miro prepared tickets considering the total number of members of our class, there were five seats left.
‘Because Kim Yuri always packs snacks for the kids, who aren’t attending the school just like before, the ticket numbers will also probably be the same.’
Our class’ kind and talented class president was well-prepared.
She always considered things if the class children will come to school some day, to easily adjust things for them.
This time they would also prepare tickets for the children, who weren’t attending school.
‘But the chance they will come to school is small… No, there is none, right?’
There were empty seats left in Dokgo Miro’s final round, so couldn’t we give those seats to the 2nd year class 0’s seniors bastards?
I decided to leave a little insurance and give them the seats.
“Yes, there are probably five seats left. But the kids, who aren’t coming to school right now may come to school before it’s time for the program, so…”
“If juniors-nim come to school, we will give up the seats!”
“Please make us candidates to take those five seats!”
Geun Chansol and Wang Chansol turned into bootlickers.
They were about to sit me down and give me a massage right away, but I politely refused.
Instead, I gave the answer the senior bastards wanted.
“Yes, I’ll tell them.”
“Finally! Live broadcast tickets!”
“Hurray! Here we come, Miro-ah!”
“One seat for teach Jegal Jaegeol, so we will have to fight for the remaining four.”
“We have to do a ranking. Juniors-nim may start attending school in the meantime!”
It seemed that the 2nd year class 0 are going to call a bloody rain[2] soon.
The two bootlickers let out yells of delight, and they moved busily.
“Hey, then we’ll organize here and go!”
“Junior-nim, just wait a moment, please! We will take You to the road back and give You snacks!”
“Yep! We ordered a set of fall special chestnut cream mont blanc and pumpkin pistachio dacquoise from the air hotel for our 1st year class 0’s juniors-nim!”
It was probably Geun Chansol’s air hotel ‘Icarus’.
As Icarus’s fall limited dessert set was popular and delicious, so the class children will also be happy.
I obediently waited, while senior bastards turned off holograms and put screens on the posters, and organize the place.
When Wang Chansol stepped away for a while to bring additional screen sets.
“Ah, suspicious vice president-nim-ah. Speaking of Miro…”
Geun Chansol was about to tell me something with a low voice when…
Weoeoeo!
The sharp siren sound rang out inside the guardpost.
“Ack! An outsider is approaching!”
“Clean it up quickly!”
Geun Chansol and Wang Chansol moved hastily.
It seemed that those senior bastards prepared approach warning devices to hide this place.
Just after the two in an instant turned off all holograms and covered the posters with screens, we heard booming voice from outside.
“We received information that the 2nd year class 0’s president and vice president kidnapped a1st year student! Obediently surrender!”
“I said we’re going to do a surprise attack, why are you shouting.”
“… Ah, right.”
The owner of the loud voice was Ma Jinseung.
I also heard a quiet critical voice from the side, as if Cheon Dongha came too.
It seemed that the seniors from the Guideline Club were worried about the 1st year junior, who was caught in the 2nd year class 0’s evil hands.
“We were caught by the Guideline Club’s next president and vice president. Does that mean we will have to move?”
“I was thinking of trying out different color a bit in the next version, so it turned out well. Among the candidates for a place, there is a place in the basement. How about there?”
“Ah, but isn’t the access point there particular?”
It seemed that Geun Chansol and Wang Chansol scouted a few locations in the school besides this place.
The two mentioned a few locations, but none of them were marked on the school map.
‘As the school is so extremely vast, there are quite a lot of bases that aren’t on the map, huh?’
Soon Cheon Dongha and Ma Jinseung entered the post.
Ma Jinseung pounced at Geun Chansol and Wang Chansol right away.
“You! What are you doing to a junior!”
“Ears hurt! Noisy!”
“What’s wrong with having a conversation with a junior-nim~?”
Ma Jinseung, Guen Chansol and Wang Chansol bickered.
It was two against one, and because GeunChan&WangChan duo made unreasonable demands and built a foothold in the conversation, Ma Jinseung couldn’t deal with it and was in an overwhelming disadvantage.
While Ma Jinseung was one-sidely beaten up in words, Cheon Dongha approached me and spoke up.
“Uisin-ah, are you okay?”
“Yes, we just had a conversation.”
“A conversation in such a place?”
“I guess seniors-nim wanted to have a conversation here.”
“… Okay.”
Even though it was a pretty irrational explanation, Cheon Dongha understood, as he looked at Geun Chansol and Wang Chansol.
Instead of interrogating, Cheon Dongha looked at the three, who were raising their voices, with eyes detached from wordily affairs[3].
It seemed he indirectly felt what kind of arduous path will open for him during the 3rd year in the future.
“I’ll see you off to the 1st year zone.”
“I’m okay.”
“No, I can’t let another commotion happen.”
I guess Cheon Dongha was worried that some strange bastards would pick a fight with a junior.
We left the three and stepped outside.
“Have you thought about joining the Guideline Club during the 2nd year?”
Around the time when the 1st year zone became visible, Cheon Dongha made a recruitment offer.
After the 3rd quarter Student Representative Council ended, he introduced the way of joining the Guideline Club in the regards message, just to be sure, but he was truly making a recruitment offer?
I rejected after thinking.
“I think it will be difficult to do Guideline Club’s activities for me.”
“Okay…”
Cheon Dongha made a regretful face, but didn’t offer again.
This very gentlemanly attitude was in great contrast to the offer of Geun Chansol and Wang Chansol who dragged me to a remote place a moment ago.
“Then do you have any interest in our research institute? We’re recruiting interns.”
“Are we speaking of Hwang Myeong Research Institute?”
“Yeah.”
Cheon Dongha was a highschool student, but was also currently a visiting researcher at Hwang Myeong Research Institute.
It wasn’t strange that a visiting researcher informed a junior of the intern position, but something bothered me.
The attitude of actively dragging in a stranger into his domain wasn’t like Cheon Dongha.
I asked for a reason.
“What is the reason for this recommendation?”
“Like I said before. My dongsaeng is your fan. I wanted to see up close the image of my dongsaeng when he follows someone well.”
“Yes…?”
Cheon Dongha spoke with a sunken expression.
“I don’t think my dongsaeng thinks of me as his hyung.”
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[1] But wasn’t it a conversation to have in May? — DOT in raws! (Not here, because English doesn’t work this way, but believe me, there is a DOT in raws here.)
[2] bloody rain — ‘fierce conflict/fight’.
[3] detached from worldly affairs — transcending the mortal realm. Like when one achieved enlightenment.
Translator’s note: Oh, Cheon Dongha, you… *shakes their head*. Now, who wants to go crazy about the sudden chestnut obsession in this arc with me?
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