Translator: Wan ED/PR: Personal Ghost
47. Loser Resurrection Match (1) [1]
The feeling of incongruity began from very small things.
The morning when he woke up after going to sleep early, the number of his SNS account’s followers decreased by dozens.
At first, he thought it was an error, but of all the people, the names of the people who disappeared were people, who that teacher cherished.
The teacher gathered same-minded people to enjoy the harassment of the weak but who held a pure goodwill for him and followed.
‘What? Why the hell…’
The reason soon became clear.
A picture published on his account last night.
It was a picture from a few years ago of a child, who shamelessly followed on the outing they couldn’t afford to pay for, and was walking around with the bill for the practical class costs attached to their back.
The child’s name or face wasn’t revealed, but the words about the bill and due amount written on the paper attached to the small back were plainly visible.
Moreover, the children, who followed the teacher’s SNS account on their own, tactlessly commented and liked the photo.
[Teach-nim was working too hard. Our kind teach-nim said He would plaster it if it went too far ㅋ]
[ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ But I was so annoyed when that fucker cried on the day it was attached.]
[I cursed every time they cried because they didn’t have materials. Stop borrowing you beggarfuc ㅋㅋㅋ]
It was a stupid thing to reveal hostility towards the weak on a website where record remained and anyone could see it.
Excluding some tactless ones, almost all comments were negative.
[This is a bit… what are you boasting about?;;]
[Was it teacher-nim who stuck it???]
[It seems like it would be better to take down that photo.]
[Whoa ㅋㅋㅋ You’re putting it out so openly? You’re insane. At last showing your true colors? I guess your character died or was sold in the meantime ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
It was correct that the teacher led the harassment.
However, the teacher had no memory of taking such a picture or publishing it.
The teacher immediately took down the picture and erased all of the comments that revealed his actions.
He put out a letter of appeal saying that the photo published at night was unrelated to him and not to spread lies about him.
He also personally called the SNS user service center and raised his voice at the counselor.
The other side could only repeatedly say ‘Our apologies, user-nim. We will check it.’.
As result of checking, no technical issues were discovered and no cause was identified, but as he vented his anger to his heart’s content, he felt better.
However, the unpleasant incidents continued.
“I have to take the work of That Person?”
Recently, a teacher was seriously injured in a traffic incident.
As it was a teacher he communicated well with, it was the person who became Dokgo Miro’s homeroom teacher during the 4th year after him, who was in charge of Dokgo Miro in the 3th year.
“You two have a good relationship. Because of the division of work, we talked with other teachers-nim, but teacher’s name kept coming up.”
The teacher, who heard the head’s of school affairs words, was suddenly pissed off.
It was also towards the other teachers, who sold him off, but his greatest anger was towards the stupid teacher, who was driving drunk.
‘You don’t even have a car insurance, why were you driving drunk? Crazy. The car is obviously a scrap, and just the costs of the destroyed guard rail and building, and medical bills will be a few hundred millions.’
He had no car insurance, drunk without fear and drove a car, but made a strange sound that though he had a memory of drinking, he didn’t have a memory of driving a car.
Moreover, on the subject of the drunk driving incident, he suspected a car malfunction and even personally called journalists and did an interview.
NK Automobiles took a stance that they would investigate the cause of the incident, but the emphasis was on the drunk driver, who caused the incident, and who was a civil servant with several drunk drivings in record, and the public attention was on that fact.
‘When I saw his behavior at school, I thought he isn’t stupid. Was it wrong?’
According to the civil servant disciplinary rules, the civil servant caught driving drunk two times would be suspended in their duties or dismissed from their position.
If they had a record of drunk driving three or more times, they would be unconditionally dismissed and put under heavy sanctions, so seeing how that teacher called him and asked him to borrow money for the medical bills, this would be the third time.
It was a matter of time to cut off that teacher.
‘While he was like this in the past, didn’t they say he was driving drunk two times this week? The number of people I have to throw away increased.’
They were said to be close, but they just got along thanks to matching their attitudes and opinions about some students.
In the group of similar teachers, who cooperated, they matched well when setting the children like Dokgo Miro straight, correcting their mindsets and relieving stress, but they didn’t have a sense of locality.
Rather, thanks to that teacher’s stupid actions, his workload only increased, and his mood got worse.
He replied that he would think about the money, but after cutting off the call, he immediately blocked the caller.
His mood was spoiled, but seeing a person hit a worse bottom than him, he felt reassured.
‘I won’t be like that.’
But strange things continued.
Over a few days, the teacher, who recently transferred to a different school, showed symptoms of losing their mind and was hospitalized in a mental hospital, and another teacher left a memo which suggested either a suicide or fleeing, and disappeared into the night.
‘… Those were teachers I was close with. Did everyone’s heads became weird?’
Though they were small, the things that seriously got on his nerves kept happening to him.
The contact with the children, who he tried to induce to spread lies about Dokgo Miro, was cut off.
Some, because they were swept up and injured in the natural superpower wave explosion while they were fighting among each other, permanently lost their hearing and their faces were deformed.
He didn’t know the reason for the other kids, but their parents sent a message ‘We decided to send our son to a correction facility. Please don’t contact us again.’.
‘Why are those kids like that!?’
And some tactless kids were uploading pictures of his past actions, while tagging his name.
Even though he asked not to spread it, as if possessed by something, the children revealed past stories together with evidence and proofs like some kind of confession.
And it wasn’t long when the contact with the children, who did that, was cut off.
Most of the children, who became middle school students, committed more severe acts of ostracization and were brought before the school violence committee, and the children, who were still elementary school students, transferred to schools outside the Eungwang District or were swept up in incidents.
‘If you’re going to die, why don’t you die quietly? Why the hell are you like this?’
Luckily, thanks to the actions he started by being too clever, he avoided a civil complaint by a narrow margin.
But the people, who experienced those elementary school days, started to recognize what kind of actions they were and what that teacher’s aim was with them.
[Disgustingㅋ]
[Wow…. ㅋㅋㅋㅋ I guess the thing published the previous time was legit ㅋㅋㅋ I’m an idiot for trusting you.]
[This the last message I leave before blocking you. You, have some self-conscious as an educator.]
The number of his SNS account’s followers gradually decreased, and he was flooded with parents’ calls.
Even though he suspended his account, it was immediately revived.
As he couldn’t pay attention that, because of the administration work and classes, it was slowly driving him crazy.
The first thought he had was a question ‘why?’.
He had no idea why he was experiencing all of those unreasonable events.
Even though that teacher knew that it would be difficult for him if his actions were discovered, he didn’t think his actions were wrong.
“Okay, deal with it one at a time, eh? Check the reactions of the people in the designated range. If they sympathize or made movements to destroy the pricking evidence, tie them together.”
One day, the teacher, who left a questionable message and disappeared into the night without a leave of absence, was found unconscious in the middle of a trash landfill.
After classes, he witnessed the transfer student, who remained in the classroom, make a strange sound.
“It was benefactor’s idea to deal with the most atrocious things by messing with the students, who participated in the commitment of evil acts as a bait and suffocate them like this. What? It wasn’t what he said? Wasn’t it roughly the key point of that suggestion? Hahahaha!”
The transfer student with pretty eyes spoke to the air and then laughed.
As the surrounding was turning crazy, did that annoying transfer student also go crazy?
If it was as usual, he would strictly punish him and relieve his stress, but strangely, his instincts were screaming to flee.
When he tried to draw his eyes away from the door crack, he met the eyes of the transfer student.
The transfer student smirked as if he noticed the existence of the teacher from the beginning.
The eyes that met his somehow looked like the eyes of a beast.
“I can’t easily finish the things that split up my close friend and her friend, and humiliated them, right?”
If an elementary school student said such a line, he should have just laughed at the absurdity, but he felt like he was suffocating.
It seemed that behind him, red smoke was visible for a moment and then disappeared.
* * *
After classes, on the way from school.
The number was small, but as the days grew colder, the students, who wore the fall uniform, mixed in.
I headed to the promised location, while looking at the hologram.
The hologram was full of Dokgo Miro’s secret activities investigated by Jeok-ho.
It seemed that starting with the Gwangli Neighborhood, Dokgo Miro was beating down the elementary school students, who strayed away from right path, all over Eungwang District.
Eungwang District’s elementary school students were said to fear ‘I’ll tell the king!’ words the most.
‘As she was alone and could only move after the school ended, there would be limits. But she moved so much, is she a superhuman?’
After classes Dokgo Miro crushed all elementary school students, who used violence to extort money or call someone out.
It seemed that as Dokgo Miro ran wild, the elementary school students in unjust situations[2] relied on Dokgo Miro and gathered rumors about gangsters to tell her, making her work gradually easier.
“Uisin-ah, hi.”
When I was passing through the school gates, someone spoke up to me.
It was the Guideline Club’s president, Oh Hyeji.
Though the Guideline Club often kept watch when going to school, they almost never did that when going out.
“Hello.”
“Yeah, the Guideline Club decided to keep watch and guide going in and out of the school after that incident. Did nothing happen after that broadcasting station bastards raided?”
Ah, the Guideline Club stepped out because of that incident, huh?
It was class 0, but it seemed they were bothered because the 1st years had to deal with an incident caused by outsiders.
“Yes, I’m fine. You’re working hard.”
“No. I should be doing what I can before preparing for the exam from now on.”
Oh Hyeji had a bit tired face.
Oh Hyeji was wearing a summer uniform, but on her wrist was the sand-pink watch bought by Ju Su-hyeok, just like before.
Looking at the watch, I suddenly felt pissed[3].
I recalled the face of the bastard, who made my Playable Character cry.
Ju Su-gyeom reacted very sensibly and fairly, but seeing my Playable Character sad, I couldn’t give it a good review.
“Please tell me anytime You want to talk with Unnie.”
In the end I couldn’t say anything but this.
“Thanks. I would contact her personally, but… I’ll ask when necessary.”
Thinking about Oh Hyejeong, Oh Hyeji seemed to regain her energy, but I couldn’t feel her enthusiasm like in the past.
I didn’t know if it was because of the exams or heartbreak, but anyhow, I thought it was all Ju Su-gyeom’s fault.
* * *
Study-room café around Eungwang School.
I arrived exactly on the promised time, but Dokgo Miro came first.
“… Hi, why did you call me?”
Dokgo Miro was a bit stiff.
There was CCTV installed in each room, so I guess it bothered her.
‘It’s a type of CCTV that doesn’t record the voice. She is truly weak to ‘recordings’, huh?’
I organized my thoughts as I looked at Dokgo Miro’s expression, and spoke.
When I asked to meet, at first Dokgo Miro declined, but when I mentioned the incident at the main gates, she agreed straight away.
Dokgo Miro seemed sorry at the thought that the class children were swept up in that incident.
So it seemed she couldn’t refuse my request.
“Have you recorded the mission video?”
“… Not yet. I recorded a few times with the help of VJ-nim, but…”
Dokgo Miro’s expression darkened.
I faced her in such a way that CCTV couldn’t record the shape of my mouth and said:
“I’ll help you.”
“Uh?”
“You can’t show off your talent in front of a camera, right?”
At those words, Dokgo Miro’s face immediately filled with wariness.
Right now I would be very suspicious.
A person no different from a stranger suddenly called Dokgo Miro, mentioned a camera, and even their expression was very suspicious.
Dokgo Miro, who stared at me, held faint bloody intent.
“Why are you saying you’re going to help me, who you didn’t meet more than even a few times?”
I opened a hologram.
Filling the hologram was the article related to the ‘Gwangli Police Station’s Raid incident’.
“Because I want to help the king.”
*~*~*
[1] loser resurrection match — a Korean name for repechage translated literally. The homonyms of loser are: a governor, king/ruler, a person at the top of their field in sport, a child that doesn’t act according to moral principles.
[2] unjust situations — literally ‘sad/depressing stories’.
[3] pissed — literally it means to be pissed to tears, but Jo Uisin has no tears so…
Translator’s note: Hey, hey, random fictional kid from the beginning of this chapter? I hope you’re alright and in a better place. (*this translator might have cried a bit for this kid, excuse them for a moment*)
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