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n“What happened?”

n“So that’s it…”

nSawol Saeum briefly explained the circumstances before and after.

nBoth Saeum and Han-yi had decided to go to school early in the morning to help Maeng Hyo-don with her studies. They discovered a person trying to hack into the door of the Year 1 Class 0 room.

nWhile fighting to catch him because he thought he was a thief, a replica version of ‘Imoogi’s Ghost’ that was torn in his arms even came out.

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n‘If it were a faculty member, it would be possible to enter…’

nThis guy must have had a high level of security so that he was also free to enter the classroom.

n“Oh, I know who this is.”

nThen, Hwang Jiho began to speak out of nowhere. His eyes were gleaming strangely. “Are you a staff member?”

n“No. I am a contract worker environmental sanitation worker whose contract ended yesterday.”

n“Aren’t machines usually cleaned?”

n“There are areas that are difficult for machines to clean. People are being used in places like that.”

n“…Do you know all of our school’s contract worker environmental cleaners?”

n“No. I don’t know.”

nThen, how…

n“This person is now being asked to appear by the investigative agency.”

n“Yes?”

n“What!”

n“Because of the continued non-compliance, an arrest warrant was issued according to the provisions of the Criminal Procedure Act and I was going to be wanted.”

nIt was bigger than I had initially thought. Hearing Hwang Jiho’s story, the children’s resolve in catching that prospective wanted person grew even stronger.

n“How do you know all that?”

n“At the time of the signing of the contract, he broke several provisions that he had to comply with, and he committed many crimes. The Hwangmyeong Foundation reported this person. He is actively cooperating with the investigation.”

nWhen I heard that, an ominous feeling spread through me.

nA person who tried to break into the Year 1 Class 0 room.

nA reproduction of the torn ‘Imoogi’s Ghost’ found in his bosom.

nHwang Jiho was someone who could be reported by the Hwangmyeong Foundation.

n“You’re the one who used those malicious comments on Min Green.”

n“Yes. This guy bought several IDs from the silver advertising community. And he is the one who wrote her malicious comments to Min Green with multiple IDs on the general bulletin board and spread her rumors. Besides that, there were other crimes that led him to be charged by the Foundation.”

n“What kind of bastard is he?”

n“…I’m glad I caught it.”

nWhen Min Green’s name came out, the children were outraged.

n“Then, this person came to our class to harm Green!”

n“Hmm, all the malicious comments were blocked, so I was aiming for Min Green directly. No way.”

nHe shook his head at Sawol Saeum and Hwang Jiho’s words. Perhaps this person did not intend to harm Min Green directly.

nConsidering what she had done, it was assumed that he was targeting her in an indirect and insidious way.

n“Min Green must have been looking for her carnation painting. To tear it apart like a reproduction of Min’s first work.”

nA drawing of wild carnations drawn by Min Green for Teacher Ham Geun Hyeong.

nShe was a symbol of her starting her school life again. Tearing it out of the Year 1 Class 0 classroom, she was evidently trying to relive the trauma of the bullying she had suffered before.

n“Ugly guy…!”

nAt that time, Lee Neung-bah was stirred around Hong Kyung-bok. If he had been late to discover what happened to Min Green, he would have figured out what the malicious commenter had been doing.

n“…Master!”

nAfter all, that malicious commenter turned out to be an old disciple excommunicated by Hong Kyung-bok. A malicious commenter who belatedly noticed the existence of Hong Kyung-bok opened his mouth for the first time with a surprised expression. The moment he heard the word ‘master,’ Hong Kyung-bok’s face looked to be terribly distorted.

n“Calling me Master!”

nPaaah!

nArtist Hong Kyung-bok’s Lee Neung-pa spread with the momentum to explode. It was such a powerful force that the Jin people, Yong Je-geon and Hwang Jiho, spit out small exclamations of exclamation.

nArtist Hong Kyung-bok walked forward and gently talked to Maeng Hyo-don and Han-yi, who had caught the malicious commenter.

n“Are you going to hand him over here? Let go of his hand and step back.”

n“Gosh. Painter, what are you trying to do?” Tak Do-in, who was watching the situation, spoke next to him.

n“It was hard for Green because I didn’t teach her properly. As a master, I plan to take responsibility and handle it.”

n“Then do it right! I know that bastard is a bad guy, but I can’t. There are a lot of seeing eyes and recording devices here!”

n“If you deal with that guy, I’m going to get a fair punishment.”

nDespite Tak Do-in’s perseverance, painter Hong Kyung-bok’s life did not subside.

n“Are you going to see blood at school?”

n“…It doesn’t kill I just cut off his hand for writing bad words to Green. I will cut it cleanly without bleeding.”

nIt was not entirely about bleeding.

nWhen the malicious commenters heard this, they screamed, ‘Hey Ik!’

n“Come for a little walk.”

nMaeng Hyo-don and Han-yi, who were both suppressing the malicious commenter, seemed to be hesitant about what to do.

nDue to the nature of the two people, one would think, ‘If it’s the guy who bullied my classmate, wouldn’t it be okay to have their hands cut off?’

nThe two jinns don’t seem to want to intervene.

n“No.”

nEventually, I acted out. I interrupted Hong Kyung-bok and said, “I think this guy’s hand deserves to be cut off. However, that doesn’t mean you can.”

nThe limbs of those who made Min Green, who was also my playable character, refused to go to school and inflicted severe trauma deserved to have their limbs cut off, but first they had to be dried.

n“Min Green wanted to see the artist a lot. If the painter takes over as a teacher, he will be very happy.”

n“…Right! Green always talks about the artist. If he goes to jail, Green will be sad too… Green may not be able to come to school to visit the painter!”

nSawol Saeum, who had been half-floating in mid-air and was restless, helped me with my words. Maeng Hyo-don and Han-yi, who were watching our conversation, also looked at each other before talking to the painter Hong Kyung-bok.

n“I can’t get out of it, painter.”

n“…Can’t you just pretend it’s a mistake and break one finger?”

n“No. If you’re going to do it, do it secretly later.”

nWhen all the children in the class stopped him, the life of painter Hong Kyung-bok was ruined.

n“Then let me follow the opinions of my classmates. I contacted the Hwangmyeong Foundation. We will send someone from there soon and hand them over to the police who are waiting at the back door.”

nThe author had only been asked to attend, but since he was a current criminal who had been caught trying to hack into the classroom door, he could be handed over to the police immediately.

nFollowing Hwang Jiho, Yong Je-geon also said a word.

n“Then, I will respect the wishes of the students as it is the burden of Class 0. Painter, please step back.”

nWhen the two Jin tribes came forward, the tide turned completely.

n“Painter! Let’s look at those kids’ faces and back off! I saw something today too, so if I go into the investigation, I’ll help you without any hesitation. Contact the juniors I know and ask them to punish them severely….”

n“…Okay.”

nWhen Tak Do-in stopped again, Hong Kyung-bok took a step back with Lee Neung-bak. The rogue group disappeared, but the eyes glaring at the malicious commenter were all still full of life. He was forced to give up, but it seemed that the doctor still wanted to cut off the hand of the disciple who had been excommunicated.

n“Ah, this bastard is outstretched.”

nAt the same time, the malicious commenter fainted as if the tension had been relieved. When the weight was put on the two people who bound the malicious commenters, Maeng Hyo-don and Han-yi made quite the impression.

nAfter the malicious commenter was taken away by those sent by the Hwangmyeong Foundation before the students went to school…

nAll of those involved in the commotion entered the Class 0 classroom.

n“But how did Jiho know the identity of that malicious commenter?” Sawol Saeum, who was attaching the torn replica of ‘Imoogi’s Ghost’ with tape, asked.

n“That’s it, I’m the chairman…”

n“It’s because he’s a relative of the president.” I interrupted the conversation moderately before any more nonsense could be uttered.

n“Oh… That’s the case.”

n“Was he a relative of the president?”

n“I think I heard that Chairman Hwang Myeong-ho is a very close relative.”

nFortunately, the children seemed to pass without much thought.

n“I didn’t mean to reveal my identity.” Hwang Jiho lowered his voice and smiled a little. On the other hand, Maeng Hyo-don gave up early when trying to solve a duplicate puzzle, and it was only getting in the way.

nHe began to speak whilst looking at Tak Do-in. “Why is Do-in here…”

n“You’re a thief! Call me Master! From today on, I am also a teacher at Eunkwang High School.”

n“OMG.”

nThe soul disappeared from Maeng Hyo-don’s eyes, as if his eyes were darkened at the thought of being tormented by the Dao.

nAt this, the classroom door opened.

nShh-!

n“Guys, our class attendance has finally risen! Dae-seok also went to school today. Uh? Hello!”

nBehind Kim Yuri, I saw three children in my class. Kwon Lena said that she stayed and studied at Kim Yuri’s house. Song Dae-seok was wearing a stiff new school uniform, and Min Green stood right next to him.

n“…Master?” Min Green, who discovered the artist Hong Kyung-bok, made a surprised expression.

n“Yes, Green is here.”

n“Why is Master here?”

n“From today on, I am also a teacher of Eungwang High. There is a seat right now

nAt this, Min Green’s expression brightened. She was so happy that she also began to look confused.

nShe immediately looked up at Song Dae-seok and said, “Dae-seok-ah, Master! You came as our school teacher! … Uh, did you know?”

nSeeing Song Dae-seok’s bland reaction, she evidently couldn’t help but ask. “Yeah, I didn’t say anything to surprise you. Sorry.”

n“No… … Uh… As Song Dae-seok said so, he stroked Min Green’s hair naturally.

nShe smiled without a hint of displeasure. The children who watched the scene began to murmur.

n“OMG…”

n“…They are very friendly.”

n“It was the same on the way there! Are you dating them?”

n“If that’s not dating, then everyone in the world isn’t dating.”

nThe chattering children soon started talking to the two of them and asking questions. Looking at the two of them getting along naturally with the classmates, Hong Kyung-bok had on an expression that made it hard to tell whether he was crying or smiling.

nHwang Jiho, who was sitting next to me and watching this scene, said abruptly. “Jo Eushin, would you like your child’s hand to be cut off too?”

nAt the end of Hwang Jiho’s gaze, there were three people who were nothing less than grandchildren. He liked our class, so he probably didn’t like the guy who tried to get Min Green back into the pit.

n“Uh. Still, I don’t regret drying up the painter. If you make such a choice, the price the artist will have to pay is too high.”

n“Right…”

nHwang Jiho’s eyes ominously flashed. “Okay.”

nSomehow, I seemed to know what Hwang Jiho was going to do, but I did not intend to stop him.

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nAfter being excommunicated by Hong Kyung-bok for an unfortunate incident, he was completely expelled from the art world.

nHe got a job at a cleaning service company. He had someone who gave him money and made a special request.

n—I saw your comments on the web!

nIn a short period of time, he had instilled a lot of malice. The only request from the client was to seize public opinion on the high school web community bulletin board.

nHe had already commented on countless portal sites and had been preying on celebrities that he didn’t like.

nHe thought it was not difficult. However, the manipulation of public opinion by this prestigious high school did not work out as expected. Newspaper gangsters frequently pointed to the source material, and the students of prestigious high schools who clearly discern their interests did not get involved in his agitation.

n—Hmm, it’s not easy to manipulate public opinion in Eungwang High! If that’s the case, then come on!

nAnd so, the client left. Even so, he still had the IDs of several Eungwang High communities, and there was one student he wanted to bury at this school. For some reason, the IDs were suddenly stopped, so he had to make plans on his own.

n‘Prodigy? Such a low-key bitch is a prodigy!’

nIt was absurd to make a name for yourself by arrogantly overtaking a senior like the sky. And so, he resorted to underhanded bullying.

n‘It should have been successful then!’

nHe persuaded a few elementary school students to drag Min Green to an abandoned factory and smash her arms, but at that time, the cheeky young painter woke up and she managed to get away.

nHer elementary school students who dragged her didn’t seem to remember him, so luckily he escaped criminal punishment, and he was still released like this.

n‘The cops also made a lot of noise that he needed to be investigated, but… The Hwangmyeong Foundation said they didn’t want this to be a big deal.’

nAlso, when Hong Kyung-bok appeared and said that he would cut off his hand, it was terrifying, but in the end, his hand was still intact. He had no doubts that he was a lucky man.

nWith that in mind, he planned to celebrate with soju for this little victory.

n‘What is this?’

nOn the desk used as a dining table and workbench. He could see a small cutting machine with a bright blue blade lying there.

nIt was a rare type of cutter in the modern era where trimmer-type cutters are popular. And behind that cutter…

n“Who are you?”

nThere was someone there.

nA young man in his 20s was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. The young man’s face, with his back against the light coming through the curtains, was hard to see, but his dimly visible eyes gave the impression of being pretty.

n“Humans are the result of my choices, often not paying the price. I choose to be negligent and I am experiencing the consequences, and I feel unfair.”

nIt was difficult to understand what he was saying. He had to shout to get out immediately, but it was difficult to open his mouth because of the strange intimidation that he could feel from the young man.

n“I, and my benefactor, want your hands to be cut off. So…”

nThe young man’s eyes and hair were dyed golden in an instant. and the next moment… His right hand disappeared.

nWith the sound of his mutilated chunks of flesh falling, his blood gushed out and the pain rushed in behind him.

n“Ouch! Whoa!”

nHe screamed with all his might in fear and pain. He soon reflexively cried out for help, but no response came back over the thin wall. Usually, there would be someone guarding the place, so this was strange.

nHis blood dripped onto the floor, and his eyes became increasingly cloudy…

nSoon, his thinking was completely cut off. After confirming that he had fainted, the young man looked back and said: “This piece of junk was carelessly amputated while handling an old ‘strangely picky’ old cutter. Make sure you are thorough in manipulating memories, retrieving barriers, and manipulating the surrounding environment.”

n“Yes, Hwangho.”

n“Have you figured out the source of this person’s money?”

n“Not yet. sorry.”

n“Alright…”

nAt this, Hwangho stared at the piece of garbage that was barely living, immersed in thought.

n“Are you planning to move on your own?”

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n“… … .”

nHwangho disappeared on the spot without answering. However, his subordinates understood his intention and began to collect the lying person with a bright expression.

nAll the people here were only the best elites who were counted as famous occult magicians within the Baron, but they handled this seemingly chore with a very happy heart.

nThe leader’s will, which had been thought to be dead for years, turned out to be maintained.

nWith this in mind, his subordinates rejoiced in this in unison.

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