Translator: Wan ED/PR: Solarin
45. If it doesn’t rain during Chushu (5)
After the campfire ended.
Excluding the 3rd year class 0, each class president and vice president gathered to confirm tomorrow schedule.
With just a glance at the 3rd year class 0, who was in a groggy state because they were mentally shaken by Im Yeonhwa, it was obvious it would be difficult to say they were in their right mind.
When were were to return to each of our classes, Mun Saeron suggested.
“Guys-ah, let’s go on a walk and then return! Today’s weather is good, so I was thinking of seeing the night view on the cliff.”
As it was my Playable Character’s suggestion, I naturally thought of agreeing, but it didn’t seem that Mun Saeron suggested it because she wanted to go on a walk.
Excluding Ju Su-hyeok and An Dain, Mun Saeron winked at other members.
‘My Playable Character is so deeply considerate, huh!’
I guess Mun Saeron wanted to give some time to the Eungwang official couple with a mutual secret crush on each other, who made not even a little bit of progress after reaching the trip destination.
Our class’s clever president Kim Yuri realized Mun Saeron’s intentions straight away and responded.
“Okay! Because of the festival during the 2nd semester, I hoped to ask other class officials some questions. Dain-ah, you’re coming?”
Yu Sang-hun had an apathetic face, but he followed without any nonsense.
As if the informant Mun Saeron was also well-versed in the famous places on Ju-Oh Island, she guided us to the places overflowing with romantic atmosphere.
The sight of the moon and stars, and the sound of insects together with the wind from the seashore on the top of the suspension bridge was refreshing.
“The atmosphere is different at night.”
Even Ju Su-hyeok, who often visited Ju-Oh Island, was in awe.
On top of the swinging bridge, as good wingmen, we provided constant topics, keeping the atmosphere friendly.
The programs and facilities on Ju-Oh Island, which left the deepest impressions, the plans for the remaining summer vacation, the subject selection in the 2nd semester, etc.
Once the atmosphere reached its peak, we made adequate excuses and left the two, Ju Su-heyok and Dain in the empty place alone.
“Hahaha! Making a flowery road for the good-looking man and woman of Eungwang School boast about feels good. Thank you for your cooperation!”
Mun Saeron was filled with joy after doing good work.
I was also influenced by her and filled with joy.
Though, if I were to guess from the words of Kim Yuri, who left the last, ‘…Dain and Su-hyeok seem to like books a lot.’, it seemed the two were thinking of having a book debate.
‘Even so, it’s a completely different development from the one in game.’
The in-game summer break was the worst.
Because of the Youth Training Camp incident, which exploded at the beginning of the summer break, students and teachers were mentally exhausted.
It was a vacation, but they had to honor the souls of the dead students, teachers and residents.
Moreover, although there were survivors, the recovery surgeries were slow because of the influence of the Superpower Poison and there were students who couldn’t be discharged even after the break ended.
As such, the children and teachers couldn’t even think of gathering and playing together, and the people, who couldn’t help but go on the vacation because the plans were made prior to that, would suffer from a sense of guilt.
‘I think at that time, it rained through the entire break.’
Even around Chushu, the clouds didn’t clear and the atmosphere was depressed, and there were even voices concerned that it would continue to rain.
Was it because the weather conditions in this place were different from the game? Or was it because of the whims of higher beings connected to weather?
The sky throughout our stay on Ju-Oh Island were predicted to be clear, even following days would be bright.
“Uh, Uisin and Yuri came!”
“It’s a bit late. You worked hard.”
I and Kim Yuri entered the floor where we were staying with the class 0’s children.
I didn’t see Yong Jegeon as before, but teacher Ham Geunhyeong-nim was here.
“We’re back! Guys-ah, what were you doing?”
“Ah, we were talking about informal talk time suggested by senior Woo Gihwan-nim today. As teacher Ham Geunhyeong-nim also stays here today, we wanted to hear what He thinks about using informal speech towards older people.”
You may hear it not from teacher Ham Geunhyeong-nim, but from the five thousand years old senior Hwang Jiho.
But that ruined geezer decided to listen, while snickering as if he had no shame.
“It’s not a problem. I had informal talk time with the class 0’s students a few times before.”
“Wow, teacher Ham Geunhyeong-nim and class 0’s seniors-nim?”
“Yeah. Just after my appointment, I was a bit shocked, but now I got accustomed to it. You guys can also do that sometimes.”
Teacher Ham Geunhyeong-nim’s appointment as a teacher at Eungwang School was about 15 years ago.
And at that same time teacher Ham Geunhyeong became the vice homeroom teacher of the 3rd year class 0 led by the Student Council’s president Seong Gukeon.
‘… Does it mean he experienced the informal talk time at that time?’
In that situation, the class 0’s senior, who did the informal talk time, would be currently a 2nd term assemblyman Seong Gukeon.
As expected, my Playable Character was fearless.
“What informal talk time, when there are two bastards in our class who usually use polite tones.”
The Small Stone Master Maeng Hyodon sharply criticized.
At the words of polite tone, the gazes turned to Sawol Seeum and Mok Uram.
‘Considering the situation development in the game, it’s about the time Sawol Seeum also started to use casual tone.’
Sawol Seeum, who joined Ju Su-hyeok when he was in the 3rd year, was using honorific speech until a few days before he left the stage.
As Sawol Seeum, who grew up among adults, lived like a slave for 2 years, he was busy familiarizing himself with informal speech.
Even so, as in the game he was talking casually before entering Nabiryeong’s garden, it took him about half a year to talk casually after being rescued.
‘Isn’t it the time for him to slowly start talking casually now?’
Even though it was August now, he didn’t talk casually even once.
“Can I not keep using polite tone? I’m more comfortable with polite tone and, um… so… there is a Person in the class I respect and…”
Sawol Seeum glanced in my direction.
He wasn’t thinking of talking about his admiration for ‘that word’, right?
I decided to speak before Sawol Seeum made a slip of tongue about ‘that word’.
“Do as you’re comfortable.”
“Yes! Thank You! I… As Uisin said, I’ll do as I’m comfortable!”
It seemed that Sawol Seeum decided to keep using polite tone.
This time the topic turned to Mok Uram.
“I heard that Uram came here after living overseas, right? Are you using polite tone, because you’re not familiar with Korean?”
“… Isn’t Korean polite tone more difficult?”
After Kwon Lena and Han Yi expressed their doubts, Mok Uram, who sat far away, responded sincerely:
“Even when I got familiar with Korean, I’ll use polite tone. I cannot dare to speak casually to several People, who got along with my inspiration source.”
“It seems that polite tone isn’t a problem for that kid.”
“Yes, the problem is me.”
Song Daeseok said a word with a voice dripping with poison, but Mok Uram wasn’t bothered at all.
When the time drew closer to midnight, as we had plans for tomorrow, teacher Ham Geunhyeong-nim recommended going to sleep.
The children were regretful, but after teacher Ham Geunhyeong-nim spoke with a nuance that it was okay to stay up all night tomorrow and play, everyone meekly went to sleep.
Perhaps because I consumed a lot of energy while playing, I fell asleep frightfully quickly after arriving at the 1-person room allocated to me.
* * *
2 am.
Kwon Lena tossed around and stood up.
‘Will I do well tomorrow…?’
Kwon Lena received an offer from a special guest, who was visiting Ju-Oh Island tomorrow, and gladly accepted it.
When she received the offer, she was simply happy, but as it was just around the corner, her heart was overtaken with nervousness.
‘It was said that the Ju-Oh Island’s facilities are open 24 hours, right?’
Kwon Lena slipped from her room and went to the souvenir DIY workshop.
It was because she couldn’t sleep and something was hanging on her mind.
‘I wanted to make them into the shape of a violin… but because strings and scroll were too difficult, I changed them to music notes.’
The otherworld ore made into the shape of Eighth Note was cute, she also wanted to make one in the shape of a violin.
‘If I make a pretty violin, senior Kwon Jane-nim will like it when I give it to her!’
Even if it wasn’t especially pretty, or even if she gifted her a lump of unprocessed otherworld ore, Kwon Jane would be happy, but Kwon Lena didn’t know that fact.
Full of enthusiasm, Kwon Lena carved the otherworld ore, but as she expected, it wasn’t easy.
When she failed in processing two times.
Bang!
The workshop’s door opened with a bang and someone appeared.
It was Mok Uram.
As if Mok Uram was running, he was gasping for breath covered in sweat.
“Uram-ah?”
“… I sensed You leaving, and even after an hour passed You didn’t return, so-”
Mok Uram’s words were cut off as if he was out breath.
‘I guess Uram also couldn’t sleep, huh? Does Uram perhaps have sharp senses?’
Kwon Lena made an apologetic face.
If someone among the class children disappeared in the middle of the night and didn’t come back for an hour, she would also be worried.
“Did you come to find me out of worry? Thank you.”
“No. My apologies for my rudeness, I didn’t knock.”
“No, this is a public space.”
Mok Uram put a bit of distance from Kwon Lena and asked:
“What are You making?”
“I am making it into a violin… but it’s not going well.”
Kwon Lena showed the distant Mok Uram the otherworld ore she was trimming.
“Is it okay if I help?”
At Mok Uram’s suggestion, Kwon Lena recalled the events in the workshop today.
After making a questionable comment ‘I cannot express my inspiration with this ore!’, Mok Uram followed Kwon Lena and ended up making the ore into the music notes.
Even so, after a moment she nodded, because she couldn’t refuse the suggestion of a class friend and Mok Uram held a craving knife made out of otherworld metal and started to sculpt the lump of ore.
The eyes of Kwon Lena, who observed Mok Uram’s delicate hand movements, turned round.
‘His hand skills seem to be better than Geurin or Jiho…!’
In an instant, Kwon Lena saw a perfect violin miniature and spoke with a bright voice.
“That’s it! Because I can’t control my superpower wave very well, it may break, but… Can I ask you to do it again? I’ll also make something for you later in return!”
At Kwon Lena’s words, Mok Uram gaped.
When Kwon Lena was about to take back her words, thinking she said something wrong, Mok Uram spoke with a voice full of emotions.
“There is no need to do anything in return. I’ll make as many as You wish.”
* * *
The next day, we spent our time in the game center.
From the rhythmic game, which you scored based on tracing the movement of the whole body to a simple type of claw machine.
Each of the children played the games of their liking.
The one with the most popularity among them was air hockey.
Thanks to the game machine’s pucks and table had the durability to endure a Player’s strength and superpower powers, everyone was moving their bodies seriously.
When I came to my senses, I played a class air hockey tag battle, but the one who survived until the end was the immature geezer Hwang Jiho, who didn’t look after the opposing team kids and me, who was on the same team from the looks of it.
“Hahaha! You played well! Everyone worked hard.”
“What the hell is he?”
Yu Sang-hun, who met us in the finals and lost, grumbled.
Yu Sang-hun played the game well, but he couldn’t endure against that cheat character geezer in the game of air hockey, which was based on physical abilities and athletic performance.
After playing games, we had lunch and I went to tour the whole Ju-Oh Island with the class children.
As we looked around, we saw some facilities that weren’t in operation, it seemed it was because those places were only open to the public in winter.
After dinner, we gathered in the performance hall, including the 3rd year class 0.
“I heard there is a special performance tonight, correct?” [1]
“I think usually such performances are held during the campfire or before campfire.”
“Ah, this is where our class sits. Wow, it’s such a good seat that the teachers-nim could sit here!”
Thanks to the special guest request on the seat designation, our class sat in the best seats.
Since the number of people in the class was small, there was an advantage of not having an unfortunate problem of dividing the seat quality among the class children and all the best seats were allocated to our class 0.
“… I don’t see Lena-nim.”
On the other side, Mok Uram was hesitant to sit down while mumbling with an anxious face.
I knew where Kwon Lena was right now.
“Sit down. She will come soon.”
Perhaps because I was the one who picked him up from China at the beginning, Mok Uram hesitated and then followed my words.
Wiii—!
When everyone finished sitting down, at the same time as the curtain call, the blue velvet curtain, hanging above the stage, raised to the sky.
The one appeared behind it was Blue Violinist Kwon Jane.
And Kwon Jane wasn’t alone on that stage.
Beside Kwon Jane, Kwon Lena in a platinum[2] dress was holding a violin.
*~*~*
[1] “I heard there is a special performance tonight, correct?” — Sawol Seeum’s sentence.
[2] platinum — literally ‘white gold’ in Korean.
Translator’s note: If it rains during Chushu, the rice boxes will be empty, the people will starve, and the war will come, lalalala~ (not a real song)
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