I Became the Academy’s Genius Shikigami Summoner – Chapter 61.2

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𝚊𝚠𝔢𝚋ṡ̇ṫ̇ᴏ𝕣𝘪𝙚𝔰.𝙘𝕠𝕞

“Why do you look so out of it these days? Did you have a bad dream?”

“. . .It’s nothing. I just didn’t sleep well.”

To be exact, I hadn’t been able to sleep at all because I was worried about the upcoming events. Cheong Juhwa must have noticed, because she came up to me, her hand aglow with spiritual power.

“Would you like me to cast Nightmare Dispelling? It’s my most confident spell.”

“It’s fine. It’s not like I’m a kid.”

“You’d be satisfied if you tried it. My grandmother used it all the time.”

I was tempted, to be honest, but I politely declined, knowing what that spell meant to Cheong Juhwa.

「𝙄𝙩 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙙.」

Having lost her parents, she must have used that spell repeatedly to put herself to sleep.

So it was no wonder that she was so proficient at it.

“No, really.”

“. . . . . . .”

She must have moved up to Class A in this promotion exam and joined Yoo Ha-on and the others.

Despite that, Cheong Juhwa’s frequency of seeking me out hadn’t decreased at all.

When I asked her about it in a roundabout way, Cheong Juhwa replied with a hint of dissatisfaction.

“You said we’d be on the same team until graduation. Don’t tell me you were just saying that?”

“No, that’s not it. I meant every word.”

“Of course you did.”

Cheong Juhwa hummed a song again and took out an amulet to fiddle with. I greeted her politely.

“Anything going on at the Cheong family?”

“No. Nothing in particular.”

“Let me know right away if you notice anything suspicious.”

If the original story holds true, the real conflict within the Cheong family will begin after this semester ends.

Cheong Juhwa would definitely be caught up in it, so I couldn’t help but be concerned.

“Why would I? I don’t think they’re interested in me anymore.”

“It’s convenient for them to use you as an excuse in various ways. For the time being, there will be frequent occasions when interests will be intertwined.”

“. . .How annoying.”

I agreed with her on that. Maybe the feelings I was experiencing now were similar to hers in some way.

「𝙄𝙩’𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮 𝙖𝙨 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩.」

I knew it, but it was definitely different from the feeling of clearing a game.

Nothing was easy to solve, and the number of things I had to think about only kept increasing.

I was already feeling overwhelmed in just Chapter 2 of the story, so how much hardship would I have to endure in the crises to come?

I had no intention of running away, but it was inevitable that I would feel discouraged.

“You’re looking all droopy again. Like a zombie. . . . . . .”

Cheong Juhwa finished speaking, paused for a moment, and then tapped the amulet she had been playing with against my forehead.

“Ugh, what are you doing?”

“Just hold still for a second. I’m going to cast it on you at least once.”

A clear light flowed from Cheong Juhwa’s hand, and a refreshing aura began to swirl around my head.

It was Nightmare Dispelling, a general-purpose basic spell that eliminates worries and anxieties and helps one sleep peacefully.

“How is it?”

“. . .It’s good.”

True to her confident demeanor, the spell was remarkably effective.

I even felt like my thoughts were somehow organized in my head.

「𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙡, 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜’𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙗𝙮 𝙙𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙩.」

The fact that prospective students would be visiting the academy on the last day of the festival was already set in stone.

In that case, all I could do was plan my course of action based on that assumption.

“I’m going in first.”

“Okay.”

After parting ways with Cheong Juhwa, I returned to my dorm and dialed a number that I had become quite familiar with.

Ring ring.

Click.

『What’s up?』

“This is a message from the Ancestor.”

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

If I have more things to worry about, then I should just assign more people to help me, right?

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̇ȧ̇𝕨ė̇𝐛𝘴ᴛ𝚘ʀ𝐢𝚎ṡ.ᴄȯ̇ṁ

“Any changes to the schedule?”

“No. The official announcement will likely be made on the last day of the festival week, as planned.”

“. . .Right. That’s what I thought.”

In the slightly humid basement, a man and a woman were engaged in a continuous conversation.

“Ha. Yoo Hye-jin, that despicable murderer, as headmaster? That must never happen. Never.”

Fury, with nowhere to go, filled the woman’s eyes. She clenched her fists as if suppressing something and spoke to someone who wasn’t there.

“. . .Father. It won’t be long now. I will avenge you soon.”

The woman closed her eyes for a moment and fell silent, then regained her composure and spoke to her subordinate.

“Is everything ready?”

“Yes. Everyone in my family, including myself, is prepared to give our lives. We will follow the master to the end.”

“Good. I’m sure Father will be pleased.”

The woman picked up a hairpin that was on the table and tidied her hair. Then she took out something from her bosom and threw it into the air.

Whoosh.

“Splitting Sky Scatter.”

Crackle─!

What shattered into pieces in the air was the exorcist’s qualification certificate from the headquarters.

And on one side of it, the following words were written:

【Yoo Hye-yeon, 1st-grade exorcist of the Exorcism Headquarters】

This was the moment when she, a former 1st-grade exorcist, turned her blade of vengeance toward none other than Cheonghwa Academy.

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