Chapter 112
112 Degrees
“Now, hold on! Queek! Queek!”
Kim Byungmun slapped Seolyerin’s wrist, strangling her.
I opened my mouth in a hurry, thinking I had this experience before.
“Let go of this first…!”
“I don’t need an idiot, Kim Jong-Moon, come out!!”
As she yells, she throws Kim Ban Moon lightly.
A tremendous power that cannot be said to have emanated from the delicate body.
Yep.
The coup d ‘etang!
Finally, Kim Byungmun fell on his desk.
“Huff…!”
He coughs continuously on the floor.
A cold wind blows in through the window, and the report he sees begins to scatter in the wind.
Shararak
The wind reports scattered all around him.
Kim, who was bowing his head, lowered his body coldly.
At that moment, the atmosphere of the office began to change.
Once more, he sighs out a small sigh as he gives a big jolt.
“… Hey, Seolyerin.”
“Hmph!”
“That’s enough, right? Stop harassing my partner.”
He raises his head slowly and coldly.
The appearance of Kim Jong-moon, another one of the two personalities due to Kim’s two-faced nature.
Seolyerin folds her arms, narrowing her eyes.
“That’s why it’s so nice to see you every time I come here.”
“… Whew, give me some time to trade partners with you.”
“I’ve said it twice, but you don’t understand.”
“… I just don’t want to talk to you.”
Kim Jong-Moon shakes his head, thinking he can’t communicate with her.
Then I got up and started putting together the scattered reports on the ground.
“Seolyerin, is the ‘Japan’ over already? But how many more days was it supposed to take?”
“Oh, come on. It’s not even an honest day’s work. That’s two! I heard Kim Chang-sik is here.”
She pretended to be holding the atmosphere and approached Kim Jong-Moon with a red face.
“Z, where are you right now? No, where the hell have you been? I heard you joined the Association’s project team, but I personally searched and found nothing. You know that, right? Oh, what the hell were you doing that you couldn’t see?”
“…….”
Seolyerin grumbled as if he was frustrated.
Kim Jong-Moon was just looking through the report that his other personality, ‘Kim Byung-mun’, was watching without saying anything.
His eyebrows flinch after handing over the last chapter of the report.
“Hmm….”
“…….”
Kim Jong-Moon keeps going through the reports without saying anything.
The moment when Seolyerin wanted to say a word, fluttering his body.
He handed her the report he had read.
“Read this first.”
“……??”
“It’s a secret project of the Association that my partner, whom you disregard so much, has saved.”
He narrows his eyes and grabs the report he gave you.
[Secret Project (New Black)]
“…? Those weirdos who’ve been playing childish childish pranks lately in New Black?”
Kim Jong-Moon put himself on the Oval Office couch without any fuss.
Seolyerin glanced at him and began to overlook the report.
“Can we talk about Kim Chang-sik instead of those idiots…?”
She confirmed that ‘Chang-sik Kim’ was stated in the report and opened her eyes wide.
“… Huh?”
She switches her straightforward position and starts focusing on the report.
Sarak
Only the sound of her handing the report to the quiet administration room resonates.
“…….”
At first, a pretty face.
Then there’s the convincing look.
The more the page passes, the more colorful her face looks.
And she froze her face for a moment after confirming the ‘part attached’ that was separate from the last report.
“… What is this nonsense?”
Kim Jong-Moon shrugged his shoulders without any reply.
She frowns heavily at that attitude.
“What are they doing making Kim Chang-shik the asshole of the Association?”
“… SHAT Special Hero Maneuvers.”
Seolyerin kicked his tongue on Kim Jong-Moon, adding a single word as if it were correct.
“Anyway, you’re trying to make me an associate.”
“… Dalla, SHAT, who is the head of Cheonchihua, cannot simply say that they belong to the Hero Association.”
“… Hmph! Either way, you’re not using my property without my owner’s permission.”
“Well….”
Kim frowned on the couch, not answering her words, then looked up at the ceiling.
“SHAT…”
After a moment of thought, he sighs deeply and washes away.
“Well, I don’t think Cheonchihu has ever met Kim Chang-shik properly… If he meets Kim Chang-shik properly, he will definitely try to put Kim Chang-shik next to him without a hole in the eyes of a class S hero.”
“What, then?”
Kim Jong-Moon nodded at Seol Ye-rin, who asked as if he was confused.
“Well, it means that even before Kim Chang-shik graduates properly, the weather will be full.”
“Profit…, Bur, Burge!”
Seolyerin, who was swelling with his washed face, shouted.
“Oh, I can’t. Let’s just make Kim Chang-shik mine right now. It’s better to go now than to get taken away by the Association anyway, right?”
Kim Jong-Moon shakes her head decisively at her answering.
“… No. We wait.”
“What?”
Seolyerin expressionlessly begged Kim Jong-Moon’s objection that he thought would be the same.
“Again, why? I heard that Cheonchihua is targeting Kim Chang-shik!”
“Phew… They won’t budge right now anyway.”
“??”
Kim Jong Moon slowly explained when Seol Ye Rin put a question mark on his face.
“Organizational Billon’s long-standing Association Terrorism. This time, the New Black case revealed the whole plan to the Association.”
Kim Jong-Moon paused and pressed his temples.
“As the unit is a very large terrorist, it will be decimating how to defend itself. But you don’t have to worry about Kim Chang Ceremony.”
“But….”
“And I would have contacted Kim Chang-shik before sending him to the Academy, if I had any intention of taking him.”
Seolyerin hesitated a little because of Kim Jong-Moon’s ongoing answer.
Kim Jong-Moon shines his eyes at her like that.
“… So wait. It’s not time yet.”
Seolyerin nodded softly.
“… No.”
“Phew… It won’t be long before he promotes to Class A. And when you do, make them your puppets or whatever. Why are you so impatient to get things done so quickly?”
Seolyerin slightly raised her head at Kim Jong-Moon, who was frowning at the stuffiness.
Her face was very memorable.
“But, Dad, I want to see you soon…?”
“…….”
Kim Jong-Moon lets out a small sigh at her, blushing like she’s in love.
‘What a crazy bitch…’ ‘
It was Kim Jong-Moon who knew that her powers were very powerful and useful.
If it weren’t for that, she wouldn’t really want to get close.
On the other hand, Kim Jong-Moon felt sorry for Kim Chang-sik who was getting a lot of attention from this woman.
She opens her mouth again as if she had nothing to do with Kim Jong-Moon frowning.
“Then I’ll just take a look at it for a while. A simple hello would be nice, right?”
Kim Jong-Moon looks up and down at her with a large amount of blood.
An automatic burst of sigh.
Seolyerin stuttered as if to look at him.
“Of course, I’m going to wash up! Do I look stupid to you?”
“… No. That, too, but just be patient.”
“Hmph! I’m just going to say hello. I don’t have to listen to you.”
Seolyerin snorted and took a bumpy step.
It was time for her to push herself back into the crack in the window.
For a moment, Seolyerin felt like everything around him was drying out.
I heard a very dry voice in my mouth.
“As Chairman of Bizilante, Kim Jong-mun, says again. Sullivan, stop.”
“…!”
She turns her head quietly.
Kim Jong-Moon stares at her with frightening eyes.
She lets out a small sigh as she winks at the cold eyes.
“… What the hell for?”
“…….”
Kim Jong-Moon glances at her for a moment, then turns his head.
Kim Jong Moon recalled when Chang’s ceremony had just returned to the Academy.
It was when I took a brief shift with my partner to check his growth.
The sharp eyes of Kim Chang-shik, who was tilting his head, poured out on him.
At that moment, Kim Jong-Moon felt a tremendous danger.
‘… damn it!’
It’s only a matter of time before someone other than Bizilante reveals his true identity.
I don’t know why, but he paused, so I was able to switch back with my partner.
Kim Jong Moon, who felt like he could see through everything, still had a chill on his back.
Kim Jong Moon, who was guarding the silence, coldly looked at the image of the ceremony above the report.
“… Kim Chang-shik may be more dangerous than we think.”
* * * * *
Kim Ki-wan from the Academy C class was taking a step toward the class chair on the first day of school.
‘It was definitely the last year…?’
Kiwan’s gaze reached the white bandaged sword behind his back.
Let’s see his hero family.
The elders of the household said that the strongest sword in the world is the Heavenly Sword.
“… I can’t even use a sword if I see it.”
He sighs a little and turns his gaze and scratches his head.
Kiwan’s family was a formidable hero family that dispensed famous heroes every time.
Recently, Kiwan’s uncle, Suk-cheol Kim, won the title of “Class A Hero” and “Operation 4 Team Leader of the Hero Association” with a sword.
‘That tough uncle is a famous hero…’ ‘
Kiwan shakes his head excitedly.
It was clear that he was proud that his close uncle had become a celebrity thanks to his lack of age.
“… Whew.”
After realizing that his talents were so different from his own,
Kiwan avoided meeting with his uncle first.
Obviously, I was dreaming of a hero like my uncle….
‘Reality is that level of student who has not been promoted to class B for two years….’
Kiwan did not look at his father and uncle who had entrusted the heirloom to him.
Iron Grid
His family had a long tradition.
It was to leave the ‘Heavenly Sword’ heirloomed to the most talented child for 3 years.
The odd thing is, the child in charge of the steel sword could never use it.
Then I thought, “I am the true master of the steel sword.”
However, it was a peculiar custom to be entitled to draw the sword only once.
‘… so. How do I know when that’s gonna happen?’
Kim Ki-wan suddenly arrived in the classroom, sighing loudly and looking at the window.
Soon after, a boring lecture called ‘Awakening and the History of the First Heroes’ began.
.
The lecture has really begun.
No one listened to the lectures of unpopular professors.
It was the same with Gideon.
Kiwan stares through the window and is immersed in his old memories.
When his uncle Kim Suk-cheol handed him the “Heavenly Sword,” he was really happy to run.
Because I thought I could be a famous hero like my uncle.
Giwan laughed when he thought about it.
‘… It’s really funny.’
Reality was cold, unlike its own.
After three years at the Academy, he was still in class C.
As the ‘true master of the steel sword’, there was no tension about the strange customs of the family.
“… Whew, I just graduated as such. Are you just being a hero?”
The flame of passion was fading in his eyes and turning to gray.
“…….”
Someone interrupts you as you stare at the dazed window.
And a word from the grave.
“That sword, does it look good?”
“…?”
He looked at the ceremony as if it were interesting.
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