Episode 86
Shin Ha-yoon sits in a chair and smiles. She seemed more suited to the authority of the student council president than anyone else. A reunion after a really long time.
“Is it whooping down? Really... it hurts.”
Shin Ha-yoon looks relaxed with her fingers interlaced. She had a strong tendency to press others down. However, Shin Yoo-seong was no longer the little kid who was swayed by his older sister.
“I’m here for an away attack.”
Shin Yoo-seong ignored Shin Ha-yoon’s words and spoke about his business. Shin Yoo-seong’s reaction made Shin Ha-yoon narrow his eyes.
“I received a report from the Japanese side. Attack on the Castle of Dreams. Right? The request fee was also paid. Soon you and...Sire? It will be passed on to the students.”
Knock knock.
Shin Ha-yoon knocked on the desk. Proof that she was lost in thought. Shin Ha-yoon held out a piece of paper and said to Shin Yoo-seong.
“Check this document.”
Shin Yoo-seong reluctantly sits on the chair across from the desk. Shin Ha-yoon made full use of this opportunity.
“And the head of household is looking for you. miss you a lot ...but we are family.”
Shin Ha-yoon laughed at Shin Yoo-seong, who was filling out the documents. Shin Ha-yoon, who spoke out, did not change his complexion, but Shin Yoo-seong was uncomfortable with the current relationship.
“My family is only Master.”
The Shin-Oh family, who abandoned themselves to Shin Yoo-seong for their F-class characteristics, were no longer a family. To Shin Yoo-seong, family is King Kwon who took care of himself. And it was a party member who had accumulated experience together.
“okay? ...Doesn’t this older sister think so?”
However, Shin Ha-yoon seemed to have no intention of giving up. Shin Yoo-seong inherited the blood of the Shin-o family and had the ability to compete in the selection competition. It was too much of a mistake for Shin Ha-yoon to give up.
“You know. my personality?”
Shin Ha-yoon’s gaze penetrated Shin Yoo-seong. The eyes of Shin Ha-yoon, who had never rebelled since childhood. However, Shin Yoo-seong was adamant.
“...No matter what I hear, my thoughts won’t change.”
Shin Yoo-seong’s cold refusal to spit out with half-talk. Shin Ha-yoon’s voice became cold and hard as ice.
“okay?”
But that was only for a moment. Shin Ha-yoon regained his composure.
“...Yoosung? You will definitely regret it. I take whatever I want.”
Shin Ha-yoon’s eye smile. Shin Yoo-seong cut off his words like a knife and held out the documents.
“...I told you. I made up my mind Threats are pointless.”
tense tension.
Shin Ha-yoon checked the documents with her head tilted. And then someone urgently opened the door.
jump!
“Student president! It’s a big deal! Suddenly at Ino Academy!”
The sudden appearance of a male student.
Shin Ha-yoon frowned and clenched her fists.
Chew!
Let mana flow from Shin Ha-yoon’s hand. The male student grabbed his neck and groaned.
“Ugh, moo...”
Vice-president Lee Hyuk urgently tried to stop Shin Ha-yoon.
“Ha Yoon-ah! That’s too bad!”
“Don’t call me by name.”
Shin Ha-yoon asked Lee Hyuk in a calm tone while strangling the male student.
“Lee Hyuk. Didn’t I tell the club members to always knock during interviews?”
Shin Ha-yoon looks at the male student with contempt for looking at bugs. Nervous, Lee Hyuk stammered and answered briefly.
“I did.”
“Then, what is the behavior of this first year club member? Ah... A challenge to me?”
Let’s raise Shin Ha-yoon’s clenched fist. The male student’s body floated in the air. This is the power of the psychokinesis characteristic that made Shin Ha-yoon the strongest.
Let’s release Shin Ha-yoon’s clenched fist. The male student fell to the floor.
Tring!
A message someone sent to Pocket.
Upon checking, it was not a private message sent only to Shin Yoo-seong, but a group chat room with the entire F class.
[Renia Anle
: Hey ᄅ ᄅ ᄅ ᄅ ᄅ ᄅ ᄅ ᄅ ᄅ ᄅ ᄅ ᄅ Uh
! Did they overlap?]
[Lenia Anyre: ᅲᅲᅲᅲᅲ Who knew it would end like this?]
The main characters of the message are Lenia and Lee Siu. Shin Yoo-seong was the first to know that class F was preparing for the festival.
‘...We must have been a house of fear too.’
The result of experience at Shinsung Group’s theme park. Shin Yoo-seong also had a lot of fun memories.
The most important thing in the horror house experience is the ghost’s makeup. A good idea flickered in his head.
‘Something seems to come to mind...’
while Shin Yoo-seong ponders.
Pocket rang again with a message from someone.
[Sumire: Yoosung! Are you done with your business? (๑′ᴗ‵๑?)]
[Sumire: Oh, are you busy?]
[Sumire: ᅲ᷄〈ᅲ᷅... are you busy as expected?]
Sumire’s messages piled up, no matter when they were sent. Something flashed in Shin Yoo-seong’s head.
[Shin Yoo-seong: Sumire]
A message with only three letters of Shin Yoo-seong’s name. Sumire replied with lightning speed.
[Sumire: (��❛ ֊ ❛„) Ah! Yooseong is there!?]
[Shin Yooseong: I have a request for Sumire.]
Shin Yooseong had a good idea.
* * *
Gulp.
[Shin Yuseong: I have a request for Sumire.]
Sumire was staring at the hologram in her pocket with her arms shaking.
‘I can’t believe this!’
Sumire, who was sitting on the sofa, bit her lips hard with an impatient face.
‘...Far partner application?’
Even if she tried to calm down, Sumire’s expectations were too high. Now that the festival is right around the corner. Shin Yoo-seong thought the only request was to apply for a partner.
‘Of course, even if Yoosung isn’t like me... it doesn’t matter. But I’m... a party member.’
Tring!
Yoosung Shin’s message arrived in your pocket.
Sumire couldn’t muster up the courage to read the message.
‘Just a little bit...’
Sumire opens her eyes and checks the message bit by bit.
[Shin Yuseong: This festival...]
Sumire, who only checked part of the message, began delusion with limited information.
‘This festival... W Of course! A partner for this festival!?’
Full of anticipation, Sumire confirms the angry message.
[Shin Yuseong: I think it would be better for Sumire and the Undead to take on the ghost role in this festival.]
“Ah. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...”
After checking the message, Sumire wrote down a response with a tear-stained face.
[Sumire: Yes...! Just leave it to me!]