Translator: Wan ED/PR: Solarin
66. Another candidate (8)
Central zone, infirmary no. 1.
Gye Idam, who lost his consciousness the moment he was loaded onto the transfer gear, opened his eyes only after examination and treatment were finished.
Opening his eyes, Gye Idam was bewildered, unable to figure out where he was.
Because his whole body was prickling, and he smelled the scent of disinfectant around him, he even thought he landed in hospital after another traffic incident.
‘Ah, this is Eungwang School’s infirmary.’
Gye Idam brought students he subdued to the infirmary many times, but it was the first time he himself ended up in such a state.
Thinking about Jo Uisin, who mercilessly grilled him, he was creeped out.
The junior cadet Jo Uisin Gye Idam remembered wouldn’t blink an eye at any grilling or unreasonable treatment and was a stubbornly polite person.
He couldn’t imagine that Jo Uisin could grill a person so well.
‘… Actually, it wouldn’t be strange if he stabbed me with a knife considering that time.’
For both what happened in the army, and for writing malicious comments about the game Jo Uisin was dying to sell…
But, couldn’t he at least curse at the game that he himself played?
Was there someone among the gamers of Korean Republic who wouldn’t curse at the game?
When you failed to get reinforcement, died just before a clear, didn’t pull the item you wanted to pull, etc.
Much more so if it was PMH that seemed to be a national gamewreck created by combining every component of every gamewreck.
Supposing that Gye Idam would return to the past with his current memories, he wouldn’t harass Jo Uisin in the army.
But he thought he would cuss on PMH even more intensely and daringly.
‘But Jo Uisin seemed to be more pissed about the malicious comments than about the grilling in the army…’
Of course, Gye Idam was a bit persistent about sending curses at PMH.
But it was because of the heroine of Gye Idam’s life, An Dain, that he was locked in that completely crazy gamewreck.
Thinking about An Dain, his mind became even more complicated.
Before Jo Uisin left the special gym, he mentioned An Dain to Gye Idam.
— If I catch you thrusting yourself in front of An Dain…
Jo Uisin left without finishing his words.
Thinking of the murderous intent Jo Uisin exuded when saying that, it might have been better for Gye Idam’s mental health that he didn’t hear the end of it.
Gye Idam worked hard to distract his thoughts from the sudden chill.
‘After Jo Uisin left, Siwan hyung came, and behind him the dragon teach appeared smiling ecstatically, and Yeom Junyeol said something…’
He recalled the open hostility Yeom Junyeol revealed.
It was clear that there was some kind of relationship between Jo Uisin and Yeom Junyeol.
‘… Yeom Junyeol investigated the Red Wall Thief in the past. Is it related to that?’
Gye Idam wasn’t able to figure out that Jo Uisin and Yeom Junyeol had a master disciple relationship, but knowing the Red Wall Thief’s identity, he guessed the situation to a degree.
He was bitter at the thought that he lost one of his same-graders, who he was somewhat close with.
“Idam-ah, are you okay?”
With the sound of the curtains being drawn, Seong Siwan appeared.
It seemed that Seong Siwan kept on waiting in the infirmary.
“… Yes.”
“If you feel anything is wrong, tell me right away. I’ll call nurse teacher-nim.”
Seong Siwan dragged over a chair to the infirmary bed’s side and sat close to him.
Gye Idam expected him to go back right away when he confirmed that he woke up, but it seemed that this meddlesome senior planned to remain by his side.
After checking Gye Idam’s superpower wave and injured areas, Seong Siwan spoke:
“Speaking of Jo Uisin — can I help?”
A suggestion worthy of the meddlesome Seong Siwan.
But even with his power, he couldn’t do anything in this case.
If he dragged other people in, whether to mediate or something else, it would probably only instigate Jo Uisin’s anger.
Even if Jo Uisin would let it nicely pass, thinking of the reputation of the respectful people, it was obvious his deep-seated resentment would wait for even more spiteful revenge.
“No.”
“Okay… Got it. Instead, if you have a spar with Uisin-i again, tell me beforehand. I will take a transfer gear to be on standby.”
In the end, Seong Siwan planned to meddle, but it seemed he would keep a line.
While appealing that he didn’t have the intention to interfere beyond that, Seong Siwan changed the subject.
“The chariman-nim came a moment ago, did you see him?”
“… Chairman Hwang Myeongho-nim?”
“Ye, He is not a Person who often shows in front of students, so it was the first time I saw him in a while.”
Gye Idam didn’t know much about PMH story, but he remembered some characters.
One of the characters he knew was Hwang-ho, and he also remembered that chairman Hwang Myeong-ho was the Ho tribe’s head, Hwang-ho.
Of course, he also knew that Hwang Jiho from 1st year class 0 was also Hwang-ho.
‘No, why did the Ho tribe’s head come here!… Did he come because of Jo Uisin?’
In this world, there was almost no point of contact between chairman Hwang Myeong-ho and Gye Idam.
In the first place, Gye Idam didn’t know much about chairman Hwang Myeong-ho.
Before his memories came back, during his 1st year, Gye Idam only knew about the chairman Hwang Myeong-ho as much as it came up on the school homepage and the search results on portal sites.
There were rumors that chairman Hwang Myeong-ho didn’t do his job properly, but wasn’t it common in Korea for the high-ranking People to not to do their job?
‘That chairman had some strange bits too.’
During the time when Gye Idam lost his memories of PMH, there was one matter that bothered him about chairman Hwang Myeong-ho.
Last year, during the 3rd year class 0’s chain of attacks on the old school.
Even though the now graduated class 0’s students requested the old school to be demolished, with picket demonstrations, explosion shows, terrorism, etc. chairman Hwang Myeong-ho didn’t agree to the old school demolition plan.
From the standpoint of a person from the student autonomous organization, he wished if the old school, which was difficult to manage because of the lack of recording devices, was just demolished, and felt some resentment.
Just when he was recalling information about chairman Hwang Myeong-ho or Hwang-ho.
‘Wait, wasn’t the head of Ho tribe involved in An Dain’s hidden quest?’
When playing PMH, Gye Idam poured all his funds, time and efforts to foster character into An Dain.
Then, a hidden quest opened when An Dain was in her 2nd year.
Thinking that if he cleared the hidden quest, he would obtain An Dain’s unpublish illustration, skill or equipment, he was really excited.
‘I looked for a conquest and information on how to play it, but there was nothing.’
Even PMH’s addict, jo2god111, presumed to be Jo Uisin, didn’t publish any conquest or review about that hidden quest.
He couldn’t precisely figure out what kind of conditions there were for the hidden quest to open, but Gye Idam guessed that condition was for An Dain’s level to be the highest among the Playable Characters.
As jo2god111 was the addict of addicts, evenly raising numerous Playable Characters, if the condition was the level, there was a big chance that he wouldn’t be able to see An Dain’s hidden quest.
As such, there was a high chance that the only one who opened An Dain’s hidden quest was An Dain’s hardcore fan, Gye Idam.
At the time, Gye Idam was truly excited that he may be the only fan, who cleared An Dain’s hidden quest.
But An Dain’s importance in An Dain’s hidden quest wasn’t that big.
‘This crazy gamewreck thinks of nothing besides just hooking me, but… Could it be…’
There was a part in An Dain’s hidden quest, where Hwang-ho actively interfered.
Gye Idam didn’t like pretty looking characters getting involving with An Dain, so he skipped the story when Hwang-ho appeared.
As An Dain liked Ju Su-hyeok so much, he could tolerate Ju Su-hyeok with broadness of his heart, but his stan’s feelings didn’t allow any male characters other than Ju Su-hyeok.
Anyway, he remembered feeling refreshed because after the hidden quest, that left only doubts and ended flatly, Hwang-ho didn’t appear again.
‘… It seems that the Ho tribe’s head didn’t appear at all after that.’
When Gye Idam tried to retrace his spotty memory.
“Idam-ah, are you okay?”
“Uh, teacher Kim Sinrok-nim!”
An unexpected person appeared.
Seeing the face of the Earthly Wings Council’s advisor, Kim Sinrok, Gye Idam felt both relieved and sorry at the same time.
He was happy that this kind advisor teacher-nim came for him, but he was sorry that the Earthly Wings Council’s president caused such trouble.
Having no idea that Kim Sinrok’s true identity was that of a descendant of the Ho tribe and Ung tribe, Gye Idam wasn’t even a little wary.
“I heard the story. That you sparred with Uisin-i today and were hurt… is that true?”
“… Yes, I apologize.”
“May I ask what happened?”
As Kim Sinrok, who usually draw a line, asked with such concern, it was a bit too much to keep the mouth firmly shut.
Gye Idam decided to describe the situation as vaguely as possible.
“It’s… because I did something wrong long time ago…”
“… Long time ago.”
For some reason Kim Sinrok’s voice, when he mumbled ‘long time ago’, sounded chilly.
Gye Idam thought he heard it wrong and raised his head.
But in front of him was the Earthly Wings Council’s advisor Kim Sinrok, making his usual good-hearted expression.
* * *
Hwang Myeong-ho’s great mansion.
In front of the mansion Eun-ho was staying in.
‘Why is Baek Ho-gun here?’
It was late hour, was he going out for a walk?
Worthy of the Myth category Ho, Baek Ho-gun usually would sense my presence every time right as I came and came out to me, but it was the first time I found him waiting outside the building.
Baek Ho-gun quietly observed me first.
‘… are you using the Brilliant Gaze skill?’
When looking in my direction, white brilliance flashed in Baek Ho-gun’s eyes.
Baek Ho-gun might have been wary because the wrongful energy shifted to me while fighting with ‘Gye’fucker.
I think I should have grilled Gye Idam even more thoroughly next time.
Then, I saw something small running with ‘taptaptap’ sound from a distance.
Woof woof!
My angel appeared from the other side!
I guess it was playing while running inside the mansion.
It was truly amazing that it played well even alone.
It was even more amazing that although I interrupted its alone play, it came running to greet me.
“Snare-ah! Sorry for suddenly coming at a late hour without contacting you. Did you play well?”
Woof woof!
My angel was happy because of me, even though I visited suddenly.
As I picked up Snare, who was wagging its tail at my feet with both of my hands and hugged it, it started to wag its tail even more energetically.
Hugging Snare, who expressed its happiness with its whole body, I also felt happy.
My body and mind, which seemed to be polluted because of trash like Gye Idam was breathing in this world, were purified.
“It’s cold, eh? Let’s come in.”
At the suggestion of Hwang Jiho in the appearance of chairman Hwang Myeong-ho, I was about to enter too, but I stopped in my tracks.
I carefully put down Snare, who I was holding in my arms, on the ground.
… Keung?
Snare looked at me with sad eyes, asking to be hugged again, but I suppressed the impulse to hug it again and drew the line on just petting its head.
I looked at Baek Ho-gun and said:
“I need to talk about something for a moment. You go in first.”
Hwang Jiho, in the appearance of Hwang Myeong-ho narrowed his eyes and checked both me and Baek Ho-gun.
Baek Ho-gun just stood with a cold face, without particular reaction.
“There was something that made you volunteer to come to the mansion, so… was it to talk with Baek-ho?”
“Ye.”
I worried about what I should say if he asks for more details, but luckily, Hwang Jiho obediently stepped back.
“Got it. We’re going to prepare tea, so don’t stay out in the wind for too long and come in.”
Snare looked back a few times in regret, but the kind angel meekly entered the side-building first.
I barged in without an appointment today, so I couldn’t prepare gifts, but I made myself a promise to prepare gifts for Snare next time.
When the front of the side building became completely quiet, I spoke up to Baek Ho-gun.
“I want to ask you something.”
“Speak.”
It was the first question I should have asked Baek Ho-gun when that situation occurred, after I had just came to this world.
I wasn’t in my right mind and the situation was progressing quickly, so I missed the timing to ask the question.
It might already be too late, but I threw the question.
“The day the Ung attacked, how did you come to that place?”
*~*~*
Translator’s note: Hm, okay, I can see why we talk about Hwang-ho, considering the homonyms of ‘candidate’ in the title, but the situation with Baek-ho… Hm… perhaps that meaning suits here?
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