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Sanryeong disappeared in the blink of an eye.
At first, I thought Sanryeong went in the wrong direction in a show of mischief.
Although he was a bit fast, Ssanryeong went right where I asked him to.
‘He’s faster than I thought. Well, if he weren’t fast, he would’ve been caught by Woo Kihwan faster. Baekho-gun wouldn’t have to put so much effort into catching him either.’
Baekho-gun looked in the direction where Sanryeong ran, but his eyes immediately turned in the opposite direction.
I looked back and saw the group of students from Class 3-0.
“It’s Class 1-0’s suspicious VP!”
“What are you doing here? Who’s that with you?”
Woo Kihwan and their vice president recognized me right away.
Looking at their ears, they seem to be unaffected by the attack earlier.
My first move was to subdue their hideout and secure their wireless communication.
Jeokho moved according to my order and infiltrated the hideout, poured energy waves, and used currents through their earphones.
That’s how the seniors were stunned for a while.
‘But as expected, the strong homeroom teacher wasn’t damaged either.’
Instead of being surprised, Im Yeonhwa observed Baekho-gun and I with an excited expression.
Does she think it’s beneficial to increase the number of students who will learn in this hunting lesson of hers?
Or perhaps she’s just making the hunt more enjoyable.
“You, the one next to Euishin. You’re that guy who did the sword dance during the sports exchange match, right? So you must be acquainted with Euishin.”
I was surprised by Im Yeonhwa’s words.
She figured out that Baekho did the sword dance at the opening ceremony, and she called her ‘that guy!’
‘Is it because he wore a school uniform that time? Still, he’s wearing casual clothes now but...’
Baekho-gun looks young, but isn’t it a bit too much to regard him as a high school student?
Though considering the bulked-up Class 3-0, they’re a bit difficult to regard as high schoolers as well...
“That guy? How would you know if he’s wearing a mask?”
“Right! Even the teachers didn’t know who the sword dance student was!”
“I remember all the muscle shapes I’ve seen once. Someone with muscles like that is unforgettable.”
Im Yeonhwa graciously responded to her students.
Does she distinguish people by their muscles?
It might be impossible to deceive Im Yeonhwa just by wearing a mask.
Well, my main playable character has strong muscles so it can’t be helped but be recognized.
While I admired Im Yeonhwa’s muscle recognition, Woo Kihwan’s group expressed dissatisfaction.
“...Strong muscles. You never used that to describe us!”
“He’s tall and has a good physique, but our shapes are close!”
The seniors didn’t like Im Yeonhwa’s use of adjectives.
If they’re so displeased, why don’t they just get stronger?
In the face of a flurry of complaints, IM Yeonhwa gently urged her weak and young students.
“Muscle and strength aren’t measured by size. More than half of you are bigger than me, but you are weak. Anyway, there’s no comparison between your weak and young muscles to that man’s strong ones. You’ll lose to him in a fight for sure.”
Im Yeonhwa’s words of praise had a sharp sense of vigilance.
She’s recognized the capabilities of Baekho-gun, the best martial artist of the Tiger Clan.
I felt somewhat proud.
“Geuhk!”
“F-fighting isn’t all about muscles!”
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The seniors, who focused on building muscle until now since they couldn’t beat Im Yeonhwa with skills, changed their position.
Woo Kihwan spoke with bloodshot eyes.
“Anyway, this is a battlefield right now. Go down!”
It shook several times and threw soil up in the air, creating a crack.
When the movement of the ground stabilized, the seniors and Im Yeonhwa were completely divided.
“Class 3-0 went back to the logic of strength, correct?”
I spoke to the appalled seniors.
“So let’s compete with strength.”
***
After the landslide and earthquake settled down.
Im Yeonhwa tried to stop the ground so her students could run away.
She hit the ground with her fist but she couldn’t remain with her students in the end.
‘The earth reacted when Euishin used energy waves. The power buried in the ground moved, not Euishin’s power.’
Jo Euishin used earth power to activate the magic ground planted in the ground beforehand.
Im Yeonhwa didn’t yet understand the mechanism, but she guessed it to some extent.
What she was most curious about now was the identity of the person who engraved the magic circle in the ground.
‘Was it Euishin? Or was it the sword dance student behind him? No, the power seems to be from somewhere else...’
Im Yeonhwa knew a person who used a power similar to this one.
She worked at Eungwang High for a long time enough to understand the skills of faculty and staff to some extent.
Including the chairman.
The magic circle pulverized by Im Yeonhwa felt similar to the boundary skill used by Eungwang High’s chairman Hwang Myeongho.
“Amazing. I thought you would take more time dealing with it.”
“...Chairman?”
Hwangho and Im Yeonhwa’s eyes met.
Im Yeonhwa was grateful to the chairman for hiring her, but she wasn’t necessarily positive about him.
The chairman left Eungwang High in the dark for a long time.
He is shrewd enough for faculty to mess up the school and negligent enough to allow their corruption.
‘Why is the chairman here?’
Im Yeonhwa hid her faintly rising dissatisfaction.
She was vaguely aware of the darkness that went after Eungwang High, but she couldn’t step forward because things were impossible to resolve with just her strength.
That’s why she has been thoroughly protecting her students and the things she’s in charge of that are within the scope of her ability.
It wasn’t until this year that the chairman moved little by little and she was able to breathe, but it was hard to be optimistic.
As if he read Im Yeonhwa’s thoughts, Hwangho spoke.
“I’m going to fight against you. Isn’t that what you wanted too?”
There was a time when Im Yeonhwa wanted to slap the chairman to his senses.
She thought the chairman wouldn’t die from a slap anyway since he was strong.
“It would be an honor to fight against the chairman. Though it’s a problem because my teaching profession would be at stake.”
Im Yeonhwa didn’t rush.
The strong homeroom teacher’s weakness was the position of being a teacher.
For many reasons, there was no school that could afford her except Eungwang High.
If she loses her job in Eungwang High, she will have to be taken back to player teams and live as a human weapon, something that she didn’t want.
“Your teaching position will not be in jeopardy.”
“Really?”
Im Yeonhwa judged that Hwangho was not lying and prepared to fight.
Seeing that, Hwangho smiled.
A one-on-one fight against a strongman at Mt. Cheonil.
Thinking that it was a situation set up by his benefactor, Jo Euishin, reminded him of Uma.
Remembering the process and ending of that battle, Hwangho spoke up.
“I’m saving face this time. Come at me.”
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