Translator: Wan ED/PR: Personal Ghost
23. 50% attendance rate (1)
One day before Teacher’s Day.
Each of Eungwang School’s grades, clubs and small groups were busy preparing events for the teacher in charge of them.
Of course, there were also places where the relationship between students and teachers wasn’t good, and the line was drawn after giving carnations bought in the vendor in front of school out of politeness.
However, most of the students picked carnations with great care and prepared events.
‘It seems that our class will end up having only a simple tea party.’
If it goes like this, there won’t be any particular event, but our class kids personally ran on their feet for the past few days to choose carnations and refreshments.
If it’s Ham Geun-hyeong, he will recognize their effort.
‘… Perhaps we should also make a gift that goes well with the class motto, ‘time to go to school’.’
While I was walking, thinking like that, I overheard other students’ voices.
“It seems that class 0 guys are doing something again.”
“The previous year’s moai was awesome!”
“What was that, horror house? Ghost house? I hope they will make that again and let people enter after paying. I’m curious.”
“Frankly, I’m more concerned about the version reinforced by the strong homeroom teacher than the one made by 3rd year class 0 guys.”
On the way to school.
Students’ favorite conversation topic seemed to be about previous Teacher’s Days.
Among those, class 0’s moves were a key conversation topic.
“I heard that 2nd year class 0 was constantly conquering otherworlds throughout the week.”
“What the hell are those guys trying to do?”
“The 1st year Newspaper Club, Mun Saeron, attempted to stealthily follow them. But she said she ended up falling for those guys’ bait and was locked up in the class president’s air hotel suite rooms until the end of the conquest.”
“What?! I want to be imprisoned there too.”
It seemed that the records of 2nd year class 0’s legends and Mun Saeron’s failures in gathering news materials continued.
Ding—!
Before I arrived at the 1st year class 0’s classroom, the device notification about a new message rang.
‘The Student Council sends an official document in the morning?’
What arrived was an official document from the Student Council.
I saw people around opening hologram windows and checking messages, so it probably wasn’t sent only to me.
[Guidelines for the safe Teacher’s Day’s events process]
‘Safe Teacher’s Day…? What could possibly be so dangerous on Teacher’s Day?’
The following content was as follows:
Explanation of incidents committed by past generations of class 0.
Context of related school rules and penalties.
It was an official document filled with a roundabout message ‘Please don’t go that far’.
‘It’s in fact an official document sniping on class 0!’
There was also 2nd year class 0 and 3rd year class 0.
As for 2nd year class 0, they openly acted like rascals so the Student Council’s wariness was natural.
These days, 3rd year class 0 was said to be quiet, however considering their actions during 1st and 2nd year, they were never a subject to be careless about.
The current 3rd year Student Council executives must have been nervous as they observed that chaos for a few past years.
“Hey, what is that!”
“Huh?!”
Peeeeew—!
Some students who were heading to school looked up at the sound of shooting fireworks.
In the sky, several supernatural fireworks exploded.
“Those are supernatural fireworks!”
“What are they shooting them for?”
“It’s still the 14th, have they started the Teacher’s Day event already?!”
“It seems that they’re shooting supernatural waves from somewhere… ah, text!”
Thanks to the supernatural waves’ flow, the attention of every student turned from the guidelines sent by the Student Council towards the sky.
‘It seems that the Student Council document was a bit late. But I don’t think it would be any different even if the document came earlier.’
In the sky, scarlet letters began to be engraved.
It seemed that scarlet was selected as it was eye-grabbing, and it was also a complementary color to the sky color.
[Challenge]
“Nuts, what challenge again!?”
“Even when I see only one word, I can feel class 0.”
“What challenge again??”
The writing continued.
[All of 3rd year class 0 proposes a Revenge Match on Teacher’s Day to homeroom teacher Im Yeonhwa-nim. Loser proclaims surrender in front of the main gate’s clock tower. Call?]
What is that dog sound again?
Students who were going to school and read the so-called ‘challenge’ were at a loss for words as they stared at the sky.
‘On the previous year’s Teacher’s Day, the 3rd year class 0 was said to make a haunted house to scare Im Yeonhwa but were counter attacked. They waited for an entire year to take revenge!’
Was all of 3rd year class 0 searching for energy of the Universe while living quietly to gain momentum?
It looks like that senseless challenge announcement and the 3rd year class 0 were very screwed-up.
Peeeeew—!
“Hey, it looks like it hasn’t ended yet!”
“What. What else are they going to say?”
The letters that rose this time weren’t scarlet, but black.
[Call!]
“It seems to be sent by teacher Im Yeonhwa-nim.”
“Really? It’s not an impersonation?”
“It matches teacher Yeonhwa-nim’s persona. She took a proof shot and put it on SNS right now.”
I guess that 3rd year class 0’s homeroom teacher Im Yeonhwa sent a reply.
‘The homeroom teacher is equally screwed-up, huh?’
Teacher’s Day, Im Yeonhwa vs 3rd year class’ spar confirmed.
According to what 3rd year class 0’s president said on the general bulletin board, to completely exclude outside interference and to fight for life and death, they do not plan on revealing the spar’s method, place or time.
‘Let’s wait for the epilogue.’
After screenshotting and archiving a few comments that came up on the general bulletin board, I headed towards our class’ classroom.
***
1st year class 0 classroom.
Today I was the last to come to school.
“Uisin, hi!”
“Hi.”
The children, who came earlier than me, greeted me.
I heard that they stayed all night yesterday shopping, but all of them looked fine.
“We were visiting flower markets at dawn, and there were so many pretty flowers! It was really fun.”
“There are so many kinds of carnations I didn’t even know about. Among pastel tone carnations, the turquoise and coral pink carnations are really pretty.”
“It’s a pity we can’t buy other colors because of the flower language…”
“Let’s rather think more about floral decorations. I’m worried because we still have to choose one of the kinds of flower bouquet and flower basket.”
Listening to Kim Yuri and Lee Lena’s conversation, it looked like the group in charge of carnations toured the dawn flower market every day, but even so, they still couldn’t make a decision.
‘Teacher’s Day is tomorrow, so they will go to the flower market after classes, huh?’
They didn’t show signs that they were tired because they couldn’t sleep.
On the other hand, Maeng Hyodon, who accompanied the two, was observing the conversation of the two with a soulless expression.
In the eyes of Maeng Hyodon, who didn’t show any particular interest in flowers, what would all of it have looked like?
There was no way that Maeng Hyodon would wait outside or manage to get out with a trick of saying that he would go buy coffee.
From a certain perspective, it was nice he followed Kim Yuri and Lee Lena where they wanted, though with a blank face.
“Are you okay?”
“….uh.”
He didn’t show any physical problems, but it was his mentally exhausted appearance.
“Do you want to change? We’re going to choose food today, make a reservation in the handmade bakery at the west gate for tomorrow morning and then we will go pick it up, end.”
At the topic of cakes, Maeng Hyodon’s lost soul returned.
Maeng Hyodon, who hesitated for a moment, shook his head.
“I’m fine.”
“Really?”
Maeng Hyodon is going to go lose his soul at the dawn flower market again, huh?
I unfolded a hologram with the catalog Sawol Seeum and Han Yi sent as I spoke.
It was a list of cakes, waffles, donuts, buns, brownies, tarts and etc. which were still possible for reservation.
For this pitiful Maeng Hyodon’s soul, I decided to give him my menu selection vote.
“Choose what you want to eat.”
“Oh, I can choose?”
“I still didn’t choose one, so it’s fine.”
Walnut chocolate brownie filled with dark chocolate.
Croque-monsieur with bechamel sauce.
Maeng Hyodon happily agonized between those two menus.
As it seemed that he would agonize for an extremely long time, I decided to pass Hwang Jiho’s selection vote to Maeng Hyodon and buy both.
***
Even after classes, preparations for Teacher’s Day were busy.
The same was in the Newspaper Club, the words about an event prepared for the advisor Jegal Jaegeol circulated.
“I want to give teacher Jegal-nim carnations. But each of the heroes[1] in 2nd year class 0 prepared flowers the previous year! And because of it, teacher Jegal-nim had to wear dozens of carnations… It didn’t look so good. So we’re going to prepare something different this year.”
The Newspaper Club president showed us a magazine draft.
The content was organizing the Jegal Jaegeol’s interviews with press until now and his Player-related activities.
‘I also want that.’
Rather than 1st years who had many assignments, 2nd and 3rd years completed more than 90% of Jegal Jaegeol’s special edition magazine.
After the club freshmen wrote simple comments for Jegal Jaegeol, the club activities ended.
***
After finishing evening training and returning to my dormitory room.
The device was full of messages which arrived during training.
I sat down on the sofa and checked the messages, starting from the oldest one.
[Chess Tournament schedule announcement]
It was a message announcement sent by Chess Small Group Stalemate.
According to the message, the chess tournament was scheduled next week.
‘It seems that schedules I hate doing come quickly.’’
… Can’t I apply for cancellation even now?
When I was worrying, I checked the participant list and saw a few familiar names.
‘So many Playable Characters!’
Whether I lose or not, I couldn’t show such a shameful act like defeat by default in front of my Playable Characters.
‘… Let’s go.’
Next week, participation in the chess tournament confirmed.
Next message.
[JuOh Group and TC Group collaborative boat party invitation]
This message was an invitation sent via the Player’s Association.
They revealed they wanted to give individual prizes to Players who were active during the Children’s Day Jamsil Stadium incident.
‘That’s what Jang Namuk was talking about before.’
When the three of us, me, Yu Sang-hun and Jang Namuk, met to play, it seemed he said that he thought the party would be held soon, so we should leave the weekend empty.
It wasn’t an event in the game, but a similar event existed.
‘Boat party… I don’t have a good feeling about it.’
I have to certainly leave my schedule empty that day.
Next message came up in the group chat with Jang Namuk and Yu Sang-hun.
[Jang Namuk] Preparations for Teacher’s Day are hard!
[Yu Sang-hun] ?
[Jang Namuk] I thought Sihu was joking, but the things got bigger ㅠㅠ
[Yu Sang-hun] ?
[Jang Namuk] d;f fdfdf;; fdji
[Jang Namuk]329nitchkpnmng;riea
Suddenly, squished letters appeared on the screen.
Thinking about Jang Namuk who usually didn’t make any typos when writing, it was weird.
After a moment, Jang Namuk’s strange word attack stopped.
[Me] ?
[Yu Sang-hun] What?
[Jang Namuk] Namuk isn’t here at the moment ㅎㅎ
The device is usually worn on the body, what are you saying he isn’t here?
‘Previous time, Jang Namuk was caught with To Sihu’s Gwangrim and his device was stolen.’
To Sihu’s Gwangrim was said to be an attack type, but somehow capture type.
It seemed that Jang Namuk’s roommate, To Sihu, used his Gwangrim again and was doing something.
[Yu Sang-hun] That’s To Sihu
[Me] Where did Jang Namuk go?
[Jang Namuk] Jang Namuk was caught under suspicion of information leakage, he is in isolation for the time being!
[Yu Sang-hun] ㅡㅡ
I may not know the situation, but it seemed that Military Academy 1st place To Sihu was preparing some kind of event for Teacher’s Day.
Jang Namuk was swept into this and as a bonus, it seemed that he ended up being dragged away under a weird suspicion.
‘I’m not even a bit curious what the Military Academy guys are doing, but…’
It seemed that Jang Namuk was having a difficult time, but luckily it looked like the relationships between students and teachers in the Military Academy were good.
Next to check was a message which came from Hong Gyubin.
[Hong Gyubin] Uisin, Jared Lee was found innocent.
I didn’t expect him to suddenly be caught by a hook and then come out without any problems.
[Hong Gyubin] To explain, it wasn’t a problem to the extent that it could be even disclosed to the public. The Korean Players who were targets of Jared Lee’s remittance are of different nationality from Jared Lee, but they are distant relatives. However, those Players are now permanently expelled.
Jared Lee’s nationality was British.
The nationality of Jared Lee’s relatives who were on the Fantasy List was Korean.
And those said relatives were people who were permanently expelled from the Player’s Association for being involved in Fantasy Controversy.
While checking the message, I organized the information in my head one after one.
[Hong Gyubin] What bothered me a bit was the point that the source of money for remittance was from Kwon Jane’s private assets.
[Hong Gyubin] It seems it was done with Kwon Jane’s approval. She said she wanted to support Jared Lee’s relatives.
[Hong Gyubin] After receiving permission for revealing information from Jared Lee and Kwon Jane, we checked all of their message records, but there was nothing besides the exchange about remittance. He really only sent them money. And the Eternal Lake never gained profit from the Fantasy Controversy.
According to what Hong Gyubin said that day, it was 10 years of remittance amounting to more than 30 billions in Korean currency.
And the targets of remittance were Korean, they were also Players.
Support from Kwon Jane’s private assets with whom they had no exchanges and which didn’t have a price?
Something was strange.
‘A lot of things bothers me.’
It was even more so after considering the ambiguous actions and comments Kwon Jane made since coming to Korea.
[Me] Thank you for informing me.
[Hong Gyubin] Sure, contact me if something happens in the future.
[Me] Yes, I’ll do that.
[Hong Gyubin] Then I’ll go back to work again… ㅠㅠ
I guess he was still working.
It looked like the Eternal Lake’s team members, who heard Nabiryeong’s message, informed the Association about Frozen type Otherworlds, so high ranking Players like Hong Gyubin will be busy.
Last message.
The addresser was marked as ‘(Unknown)’.
‘Perhaps it’s…!’
It was a message I was waiting to be sent for the past couple of days.
[(Unknown)] Hey.
[(Unknown)] Can I come to school only for Teacher’s Day?
The sender of this message was Min Geurin.
*~*~*
[1] heroes – in raws: brave warriors (literally dragon people). It could mean someone courageous, but it’s also often used as sarcasm for someone who breaks rules without fear.
Translator’s Note:
Jo Uisin: What could possibly be so dangerous on Teacher’s Day?
Me: I don’t know, Jo Uisin. Ask yourself in the 2nd year maybe.
Did you see a mistake? 🐞
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