Chapter 260: Let’s Go! To the Final Exams! (1)
Kyung-joon stood at the school gate after a month.
He was wearing Bluetooth earphones, which were currently connected to his smartphone.
He wasn’t listening to music.
The voice from the earphones was not that of a singer but someone he knew.
To be precise, it wasn’t a person but a magical engineering artificial intelligence.
<It’s been a month, so I guess the student records are completely ruined.>
“Well, that’s true.”
One month of absence without notice.
There are several types of early admission screening, and in the case of student record screening, which only looks at student records, it was virtually over.
There’s no way they’d pick a student who’s been absent for a month without notice.
“But for admission officer screening… or Sogang University’s self-recommendation screening, there might be a chance to explain.”
Admission officer screening, which refers to various extracurricular activities and specs in addition to student records.
If that’s the case, maybe he could explain his one-month absence without notice.
For example.
He’s such a great student, why did he miss school for a month?
If that story makes sense, and if he explains it well in his self-introduction for the first document screening, he can get over it.
“Well, I guess I could just say I was kidnapped and trafficked by some gangsters or mafia.”
A high school student who had been kidnapped by gangsters for a month, endured it, and barely survived to return!
If he makes his one-month absence without notice an achievement by making it feel like this, it will surely be a tremendous spec.
For example, he could take this to an interview or self-introduction and say this.
‘If I were to enter this university, I would be confident that I would be able to endure any trials and hardships. Because compared to the month of life and death I experienced in the middle of the gangster’s nest, any difficulties I face in the future will be nothing.’
If he says it like this, any admissions officer would be sure to slap their thighs.
This is Kyung-joon’s secret to turning even his weaknesses into tremendous strengths!
<But honestly, isn’t that manipulation?>
“But it’s true that I almost died, right? Then it’s fine.”
<That’s not a bad idea. It’s not like Master intentionally skipped it, it’s a force majeure event. But the problem is how to prove it, isn’t it?>
“I told Vodka to make up a story, so I think it’ll be fine……”
<With AngerManagementVodka’s ability, it wouldn’t be difficult to make it look like Master was kidnapped by a Korean gangster and almost got his organs harvested, but the aftermath will be a problem. Because the police, who have nothing to do with this, will get involved.>
“That’s true. Or I could just pretend to have amnesia. It’s the safest, but the worst way. I can’t justify a month of absence without notice.”
There was a reason why Kyung-joon chose the otherworldly method of involving the mafia and gangsters.
A month of absence without notice was inevitable, but it was a costly mistake.
<What I mean is, if you’re going to manipulate it anyway, why not leave it to someone who’s more in the sun and a professional?>
Ting!
A text message popped up on Kyung-joon’s smartphone.
『010-xxxx-xxxx (Secretary Oh)』
Secretary Oh’s phone number that Kyung-joon took from his smartphone after a fight with him.
<Medicine to the pharmacist. Illness to the doctor. Magic to Fairy-Elven Magic Academy. Then how about leaving the manipulation to the most suspicious people? A thief is nervous about his own feet, so he’ll cover it up well.>
Kyung-joon, who heard Teemo’s tremendous suggestion, opened his eyes wide and then narrowed them, grinning like an evil devil.
“That’s why I can’t live without you, Teemo.”
Kyung-joon said so and immediately manipulated his smartphone to send a text message to Secretary Oh.
Then he immediately muted his smartphone.
“Yeah. This should do it.”
Kyung-joon said so and stepped inside the school gate.
Perhaps because it hadn’t been long since he had a mana core implanted in Vladivostok and secretly smuggled into Korea, his school uniform was torn to shreds and his body was covered in blood.
He wanted to go home first, take a shower, and change his clothes, but he didn’t have time, so he had no choice but to come to school right away.
Because.
『Cheongshin High School』
『2nd Semester Final Exam Day 1』
It was the day of the final exams.
<Master, it’s 30 seconds before the exam starts. If you’re any later, you might miss the first period exam.>
“Okay.”
30 seconds before the start of the final exam.
30 seconds was too short to pass through the school gate, enter the main building, go up to the 4th floor, which is the 2nd grade floor, by the central stairs, and enter the classroom.
Therefore.
Wooong!
Kyung-joon concentrated his mana on his legs.
“Shadow Step.”
Paang!
He jumped towards the window of Class 7, 2nd grade.
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
Cheongshin High School, 2nd grade, Class 7.
He wasn’t the center of the class, but Kyung-joon, who recently rose from the bottom to the 2nd place in the entire school, had not shown up in the class for a month.
━Kyung-joon… When are you coming back…?
━Where the hell are you and what are you doing…?
━I miss you… you b@stard…
Kyung-joon’s desk was already filled with flowers and post-it notes written by his worried friends.
But that wasn’t all.
A calendar that recorded the days he had been gone, day by day, placed there in the hope of his return.
A picture frame of him studying during break time, secretly taken at some point, neatly placed.
Five consecutive yogurts and sweet and sour snacks that he often bought at the store to replenish his brain with sugar.
Meanwhile, friends who were grateful to Kyung-joon decorated his desk with longing, perhaps to commemorate him.
Kyung-joon, who didn’t usually hang out with his friends and wasn’t that popular.
However, after he started studying, his friends who saw his creative homework presentation started asking Kyung-joon questions they didn’t know, and Kyung-joon, though annoyed, told them everything he needed to know in a simple and clear manner.
As a result, many people came to like Kyung-joon.
“Kyung-joon…… I think I’m going to fail this final exam without you. Kyung-joon Teacher, come back soon.”
“Sob… I know you’re not dead. I bet you’re still locked up somewhere, eating fried dumplings and studying.”
“It’s the final exam today…… I’m sure you would have studied everything for this…… Why…… Why can’t you take the exam……”
Friends who, as always, gathered around Kyung-joon’s desk during break time after homeroom and wished for his return.
At that time.
“Oh, oh…? Yoo Seol-ha?”
Dabble.
Yoo Seol-ha was approaching Kyung-joon’s desk, her long hair fluttering like falling snow.
Saaaak.
Other students parting to the left and right like the miracle of Moses.
Anyway.
Yoo Seol-ha walked up to Kyung-joon’s desk without hesitation.
It was the first time.
That she came here to pray for Kyung-joon’s soul.
“……What the hell.”
It wasn’t a tearful voice.
A cold and chilly voice like snowflakes, just like her usual self.
In that voice, Yoo Seol-ha continued to mutter.
“You said you were going to beat me in the finals…… and you’re just going to disappear like this without even a proper fight?”
Yoo Seol-ha was the student who, upon hearing the news of Kyung-joon’s disappearance, perhaps the first to inquire about his whereabouts.
She wasn’t worried about him.
It was just that she owed him a debt.
He had saved her life once during the biology performance evaluation, so she thought she would try to end it there.
But.
━Seolha. Secretary Oh has already mobilized all available personnel to search.
Even before she could step forward, Secretary Oh, her grandfather – Chairman Yoo – was already searching for Kyung-joon.
━So, Seolha, don’t worry and focus on studying for the upcoming finals.
So Yoo Seol-ha believed that Secretary Oh would take care of it and stopped searching on her own.
However, now that a month had passed since Kyung-joon’s disappearance, she felt something was strange.
‘……Strange.’
Something smelled fishy.
From the fact that her grandfather had insisted on having Kyung-joon join them for a barbecue dinner with his only granddaughter, even though it was supposed to be just the two of them.
What on earth could an old man and a student talk about for so long when they first met, or did they both have to poop at the same time and go to the bathroom together and not come out for minutes?
And the fact that they had suddenly put her up as a bet without her knowing.
Come to think of it, something had smelled fishy from the start.
Her grandfather must have known Kyung-joon beforehand and approached him.
But then, at Silla Ribs, Kyung-joon seemed to be seeing her grandfather for the first time.
If so.
Her grandfather had known Kyung-joon in advance and had his eye on him.
And the only reason why the chairman of Seolha Group, whose every minute and second was precious, would go that far……
‘Ah.’
At that moment, a word her grandfather had uttered casually came to Yoo Seol-ha’s mind.
━By the way, Seolha, don’t you play games?
And that wasn’t all.
━Can’t you study in the game? It might be easier to concentrate there.
‘From eavesdropping on Lee Kyung-joon and his friend every break time, he’s definitely playing The World too… Considering that grandpa asked me if I played games at Silla Ribs, it’s 100% certain that he’s playing our company’s game… And if grandpa told me that I might be able to concentrate better studying in the game……’
A thought that could never happen popped into Yoo Seol-ha’s head.
“That can’t be……”
Yoo Seol-ha’s muttering and her expression as if she had been greatly shocked made the surrounding students look even more touched.
“Yeah…… Come to think of it, it was Kyung-joon who saved Yoo Seol-ha during the biology performance evaluation……”
“She kept glancing at Kyung-joon during every break time.”
“Seol-ha……”
The kids were completely misunderstanding, but Yoo Seol-ha had no time to care.
‘Studying in The World…… No, what you experience there affects reality…… But because of that, Kyung-joon is currently missing, and my grandfather, who knows that better than anyone else, is secretly mobilizing all his available men to find him……’
It was absolutely impossible based on the scientific knowledge she knew.
But.
The movements he had shown during the biology performance evaluation were slowly blurring Yoo Seol-ha’s belief that it was absolutely impossible.
What in the world……
What in the world had happened……
What on earth was going on under Seolha Group……
Perhaps this was—.
Thud!
“Argh?!”
“W, What…! “
“Eek! The, the window…!”
Creak!
“……Lee Kyung-joon.”
—The only way to find out was to ask the person himself.
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
Before the start of the first period math exam for the 2nd semester final exams of the 2nd grade.
It was time to get the kids seated, hand out the OMR cards, and get ready for the exam.
‘Really…… This is so unfortunate……’
Teacher Kim Soo-hak stood at the podium, unable to do so, overwhelmed with regret.
‘Really, really. The first promising student I’ve seen in my 20 years of teaching…… He was definitely a seed that would blossom…… It’s such a shame……’
The reason why Teacher Kim Soo-hak couldn’t get the kids seated even though it was right before the exam was because he, too, was deeply saddened by Kyung-joon’s disappearance.
Kyung-joon was the talent he had discovered first, a rough diamond yet to be fully polished.
It was his mission as the person in charge of entrance exams at Cheongshin High School to send him to a good university and set him on the road to success.
And to do so was more necessary than anything else for the future of Cheongshin High School and the harsh future of Korea that lay ahead……
To think that he had to let him go because of a disappearance for unknown reasons.
It was truly unfortunate.
He wanted to postpone the final exams until Kyung-joon returned, but……
That was not something he could actually do.
“……That’s enough. Take your seats, everyone. The exam will start soon.”
In the end, the math teacher decided to seat the students gathered at Kyung-joon’s seat and proceed with the exam without him.
What couldn’t be helped couldn’t be helped.
As he was about to seat the students of Class 7 and hand out the OMR cards.
Thud!
Suddenly, there was a strange crashing sound from the window.
An unidentified dark red object came flying through the window.
No, it wasn’t an object.
It was a blood-soaked person covered in scabs.
“Argh?!”
“W, What……! “
“Eek! The, the window…!”
But surprisingly enough.
Creak!
“Sorry I’m late. I’ll take my seat now. Please give me the OMR sheet.”
The blood-soaked person who had entered the classroom through the window without a care in the world was none other than Kyung-joon.
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