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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Chaos
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“Gasp…Haah…”
While eating the spicy stir-fried pork, I kept inhaling sharply, sticking out my tongue, and wiping the sweat from my face.
“Are you alright, Professor Kyo?”
Professor Jin Se-young placed her hand on my shoulder and asked with concern.
“Yes…”
“You don’t look alright…”
The spicy stir-fried pork was… how should I put it?
Excruciatingly spicy?
It was so incredibly spicy that I could barely eat a few pieces and had to keep gulping down my soda.
“This is… really… intense.”
“I’m so sorry… If I had known you couldn’t handle spicy food, we would have gone somewhere else…”
Professor Jin, with her red-stained lips, looked apologetic, and I forced a smile and shook my head.
“No, it’s fine. I’m okay. Please, eat a lot. I’ll just have some rice with side dishes.”
Professor Yoo Hyun-joo had been silently devouring the pork, wrapping it with lettuce and sipping soju, without saying much.
She usually wasn’t very talkative, even when she made jokes, but she seemed even more taciturn while eating.
Both Professor Jin and Professor Yoo had physically demanding specializations, so they ate considerable amounts.
And they drank a lot too.
They had already gone through more than ten bottles of soju between the two of them.
They were completely different from me, someone who sat still, cultivated their mind, and created barriers.
“By the way, how’s Yoo Hee-won?”
Professor Yoo Hyun-joo asked after downing a shot of soju.
“What do you think?”
“Well, I don’t know about anything else, but I imagine she’s quite upset about being assigned to the same advisor as Han Min-ha.”
“Well, she wasn’t exactly thrilled.”
“I can imagine. She’s already practically a fully developed talent, and her father is an S-Rank hero from Secreto.”
Secreto? What was that?
The chairman was from there?
I tried to recall the original story.
But the word “Secreto” didn’t ring any bells.
Had I missed it? Or was it a backstory that wasn’t explicitly mentioned?
Or was it added in the remake?
“What is Secreto?”
“Huh? Professor Kyo, you don’t know what Secreto is?”
Professor Jin Se-young, who was dipping her pork in the oil sauce, widened her eyes.
“No, it’s possible he doesn’t know.”
Professor Yoo Hyun-joo explained what Secreto was.
Secreto was a secret organization operated by the Administration, carrying out certain missions and operations.
The Administration had never officially acknowledged its existence, but it was known through rumors.
A shadowy group whose true purpose was unknown to anyone outside its hero members.
Like the old Republic of Korea Missile Command. People generally knew it existed, but it was never officially acknowledged.
“But how do you know the chairman is from there? It’s a secret organization, right?”
“That’s just speculation. We know the general outline. Actually… all the high-ranking heroes know.”
Ah, I see.
Professor Hyun Kyo was a C-Rank hero in the original story.
It wasn’t due to a lack of ability, but because he specialized in defense techniques, which didn’t earn him any notable achievements or draw much attention.
On the other hand, the two professors in front of me were both high-ranking active heroes.
Considering that all academy professors were at least B-Rank, it was strange that I was even a professor.
Was it because of the character buff?
Or perhaps it was just a plot hole by the author.
It was common for novice authors to forget their own story’s settings.
Anyway, the lie I told the students had inadvertently become the truth.
But there was one problem.
If Yoo Hee-won happened to mention what I said to her father later, things would get complicated.
-Dad, our advisor said he was in a secret organization.
-I’m from that secret organization, but I’ve never seen that guy before.
That kind of situation.
I would worry about that later.
There was no point in worrying about hypothetical situations I couldn’t control.
“Do you think Han Min-ha will be alright?”
“Han Min-ha? We’ll just have to guide her step by step.”
“It won’t be easy. I’ve never seen a student like her before.”
“Why? What’s wrong?”
“She doesn’t seem to know how to use her body at all.”
Professor Yoo Hyun-joo said she was currently teaching the students basic combat skills.
She said, she was starting from the very basics, since most of them had never thrown a punch in their lives.
“When Min-ha kicks, she loses her balance and falls over.”
“Ah… is that so?”
“She sprained her wrist hitting a sandbag.”
“Yes…”
“I had her spar with the clumsiest student, and she got punched right in the face with a glove and got a nosebleed.”
“Well… I think I get the picture.”
Even though I had just taken her on as my student, it was embarrassing to hear such stories from another professor.
Professor Jin Se-young pouted and said,
“What’s the problem? Is it something she can’t help because of her body type?”
By body type, she probably meant her impressive chest size.
I suppose that could be a factor if she was carrying around that much weight.
But Basic Defense Studies had nothing to do with body type.
Han Min-ha simply couldn’t use her Aura.
Professor Yoo Hyun-joo nodded in agreement.
“That could be it. There’s no point if she can’t control her Aura.”
“But Aura has to be controlled consciously. Han Min-ha hasn’t reached that point yet.”
“The foundation of Aura control is sensing the flow of your own Aura… Don’t you do meditation in Basic Defense Studies?”
“We do. She even created a barrier strong enough to block rubber bullets.”
“Rubber bullets… Honestly, that’s nothing. The Aura surrounding her body would block that to some extent anyway.”
“Yes… that’s true.”
Han Min-ha… What was the author thinking, making a student like her the heroine…?
“By the way, Professor Kyo, you haven’t been coughing lately. Are you feeling much better?”
“That’s right. I thought you were dying at the entrance ceremony.”
Professor Yoo Hyun-joo chimed in when Professor Jin Se-young asked.
“I’m better. I don’t know why, but…”
“Maybe since it was an unknown illness, it just disappeared? For no reason.”
“I hope so.”
My lungs had been tested thoroughly, and there was nothing wrong with them.
But I still coughed, and even the slightest exertion left me short of breath.
I suspected it might be a neurological problem, but they said that was unlikely.
Then, as Professor Jin Se-young said, it might have just disappeared on its own.
But the fact that the coughing stopped at such an opportune time, right after the quest appeared, bothered me.
What if, if I failed the quest, all the accumulated coughs would burst out at once and kill me?
Death…
What did death in the possessed world mean for a possessor?
I had never read a web novel where the possessor died.
Because the possessor was the protagonist.
Then was I truly the protagonist of this remake?
A colorless protagonist and a frustrating heroine.
This work, too, was a successful failure, author.
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The second round was at a karaoke bar.
It was a slightly inappropriate place for three professors from the world’s best hero training academy, but the other two didn’t seem to mind at all.
I wanted to go back to my housing because I was tired, but since there was no transportation available, I had no choice but to be dragged into the small karaoke room.
Professor Jin Se-young was always full of energy, and she fully expressed that in the karaoke room.
She sat next to me, put her arm around my shoulder, and swayed to the music as she sang, forcing me to shrink against the wall.
Muscle was heavier than fat, and Professor Jin Se-young, with her toned physique, was quite heavy.
If I hadn’t relied on a barrier to support myself, I might have toppled over and been crushed.
Professor Yoo Hyun-joo wasn’t usually talkative, but she wasn’t one to shy away from these kinds of situations, so I awkwardly clapped along to the music.
Oh, you’re so good, Professors.
After singing enthusiastically for about two hours, the professors decided it was time to go back and urged me to get up.
I checked my watch; it was almost nine o’clock.
The main gate closed at nine.
Professors could still enter, but the procedure was complicated, so it was better to get back before then.
“We could get back quickly if we flew.”
Professor Jin Se-young, reeking of alcohol, said wistfully.
“Why don’t you fly? I’m curious to see how fast you can get there.”
“Should I? And then I can pack my bags tomorrow morning and go straight to the Administration’s disciplinary committee.”
“Fly there too.”
Professor Yoo Hyun-joo and Professor Jin Se-young laughed as if it was a hilarious joke.
They were both slightly drunk and in high spirits.
Heroes weren’t allowed to fly freely except when dispatched with the Administration’s permission.
The shockwaves generated by flight were quite powerful and could cause damage to civilians.
If Professor Jin Se-young flew back to the academy at full speed, all the windows in the surrounding buildings would probably shatter.
“Let’s go, Professors. I’ll drive.”
Since I was the only sober one, I took the wheel.
The two professors got into the back seat and continued singing loudly until we reached the academy.
It was some strange song about upholding justice and common sense, lyrics completely detached from reality.
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I barely managed to shower, my body felt as heavy as if it had been drenched in water.
Looking in the mirror, my dark circles seemed even darker than this morning.
They had completely drained my energy.
A gloomy person like me got tired just being around such extroverted people, even without doing anything.
“Groan…”
I groaned involuntarily as I lay down on the bed.
I checked my phone for messages and saw that the name of the student group chat had changed.
After reading it, I was so dumbfounded that I couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
[Golden Viper and the Gray Molds]
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Hahaha, love it. I like this series. Looking forward to more.
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