Before tasting the beef.
I was half-forced to the infirmary.
“Both of your ribs are almost entirely cracked, and your right arm is hanging on like a rag.”
“Did you see it earlier, sis?”
“Yeah, I saw it halfway. Why were you fighting without the sparring ground system?”
“To put it shortly, a pig dumped tteokbokki on the system.”
“A pig?”
“Yeah, a purple one.”
[Be careful! This story is a plus!]
‘Ah, right. F*ck.’
At that moment, Yerim, my sister, made a slightly pale face.
“And we checked your head…”
“Checked?”
“Why is there not a single scratch?”
“……Good question.”
[Is your head made of vibranium?]
‘Son of a… they’re going to come for it from Wakanda.’
After undergoing a few tests with Yerim and quietly listening to the results, I received treatment. The right arm that had turned to rags was smeared with slime-like gel I had used the last time my left arm burst.
My torso was wrapped up due to the cracked ribs.
I was in a real mess.
[Wearing a corset, isn’t this misogynistic?]
‘I feel like I should suddenly shout that I don’t need a prince.’
[Just head to Hyehwa Station.]
Meanwhile, Hyeji, Jeong Ahyeon, and Elcia were still waiting to take their final exams.
So in the infirmary, it was just me and Yerim.
Then Yerim seemed to remember something and spoke to me.
“Shinwoo, I heard you were tormented by poultry farms during your vacation.”
“The crazy gold-miss girls were throwing memorization tests during the professors’ meeting.”
“Oh my, that’s why you can’t get married~. They should fix their attitudes~.”
“……You sound like you’re saying you’ve come back to life.”
“Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
Still, seeing the couples I brought together walking the pure love route was nice.
[This is pure love!!! I can’t acknowledge anything like forced pure love!!]
‘Besides forced pure love, there’s also teacher pure love, hypnotism pure love, and confinement pure love.’
[Drink!!!!!!!!!!!]
‘Anyway, if they’re happy, isn’t that pure love?’
[Shut up with your nonsense!!!!!!!!!]
At that moment, someone burst through the door.
“That’s me.”
“Finished already?”
It was Hyeji.
It seemed Hyeji was second after me, but she looked like she finished quite quickly.
“I showed them what happens if you don’t ban weapons.”
“……You probably need some restrictions for the sake of narrative balance.”
I heard Hyeji was up against a gigantic sea monster.
She said she didn’t know the exact type.
“Why don’t you know if it was a personal bear or a wolf, or if they were working together?”
“Wouldn’t it be unnecessary to know such trivial things if you slaughter them all as soon as the fight starts?”
“Sorry, I couldn’t understand. True power sure is the best.”
“Honestly, you’re the more interesting one. You fought without safety measures while high on doped beef.”
“Oh right. I still haven’t eaten the beef with the nutrients.”
[It looks quite delicious.]
‘Gotta take down every last one of those one-bite monsters. I caught them, after all.’
At that moment, Hyeji delivered the thunderous news.
“That’s already been eaten. Sorry, but give up.”
“Those f*ckers ate what I caught?”
Currently, the higher-ups related to the professor with hair loss were said to be dancing with knives.
While the monster could have caused a significant issue, it was prevented in advance.
However, it was raised as a point that the monster import and storage were not thorough.
The initial decision forced the professor to resign voluntarily.
But that decision was overturned.
The defeated professor ate all the beef and supposedly regrew hair.
From that barren, desolate head of theirs.
Thus, instead of resignation, the academy’s final decision was to strip them of their professorship and use them as a research student.
In fact, it wasn’t really a research student; they were just planning to use them as a living human specimen.
Additionally, there was a consensus that the research data would be shared among the higher-ups.
[Who on earth came up with the idea of treating them like a research subject after stripping them of their professorship?]
‘Not a demon, not Satan. Just humans. Humans.’
[It’s definitely an academy, indeed. If Satan comes, we could learn a lot.]
‘Isn’t the pace a bit fast?’
Surprisingly, the research students who participated in the experiment were not punished.
They wouldn’t be kicked out, and they promised no disadvantages for obtaining their degrees.
In exchange, they would remain as research students until the said research was successfully completed.
On the surface, it seemed they wouldn’t hold them responsible much due to being victims under the professor’s direction.
However, there was a hidden reason behind it.
The research students, who were the core personnel in recipe production, couldn’t be let go.
[If you’re half a lifetime as a research student, wouldn’t it be better to just end it?]
‘Even the agreement felt like “Do you want to stamp with a knife or not?” What kind of agreement is that?’
[Is this truly K-Academy?]
‘It’s not wrong to say it’s an abbreviation of F*cked Academy.’
Just then, Jeong Ahyeon and Elcia walked in together.
Jeong Ahyeon looked at me with a surprisingly shocked expression.
“Master! Are you okay? I figured you’d have recovered already!”
“You’re saying I’m fine while wearing a corset? This is misandry.”
“Seeing you in such a condition, it must mean you’re fine!”
“F*ck, seriously.”
On the other hand, Elcia was shaking a bunch of money in her hand.
Just when I was curious, Elcia spoke first about it.
“Master! Master! Thanks to you, I made money!”
[You? Didn’t you report the illegal betting?]
‘Eh????? That’s right?’
I didn’t get it.
The professors had surely eradicated students’ illegal betting.
“Elcia? What do you mean?”
“Oh, I got mixed up in the secret gambling among the professors. Everyone but me was betting on that cow child?”
“……Really, where do I even start to cleanse the academy?”
[Is it here? Hehe. That seems impossible.]
‘F*ck.’
It appeared that both Jeong Ahyeon and Elcia had safely passed.
Well, that was a good thing.
“Anyway, Master, we also passed safely.”
“But don’t you go blind when you use your ability? How did you manage?”
“Strangely, my summoned beasts can pinpoint the location of the monsters.”
‘The novel settings were slapped together so carelessly.’
[Just accept it. It’s always been a foundationless story.]
Then I suddenly thought.
Would this count as passing the exam or not?
“Surely they won’t make me take a re-exam for this, right?”
“Wouldn’t be crazy enough to make you take a re-exam on this?”
“Right! My Master acted like a complete dog!”
[You’re being really delusional. Don’t worry about it.]
‘That makes sense, right?’
Having recovered sufficiently, I joined my party and left the infirmary.
Before going out, Yerim asked me to contact Kang-hyuk, so I replied that I would.
*
I was wrong.
As expected, the answer was to kill all the professors.
It made sense since most professors insisted on my re-exam.
[Didn’t even the management become lax, causing the sparring ground system to break?]
‘The one who broke that was the president, so they can’t just touch him.’
In the end, it was agreed to replace the exam score with a written theory test instead.
When I protested to the professors, the main reason for the re-exam was that it would be difficult to grade.
Originally, it was said that for monsters summoned by the simulator, points could be assigned by assessing the loss rate during the student fight.
However, the monster I fought was a bit different.
It was an exotic species brought in from outside.
Being too strong, it was impossible to record numerical data, so the professors claimed that we had to take a re-exam.
[Isn’t this simply because the professors are too lazy to grade?]
‘If I had to guess, it’s because they feel sore about the money they lost at Toto. F*cking idiots.’
For the re-exams, each professor would come up with two questions and they would compile them for the test.
But teachers are teachers.
They decided that the ones who lost in rock-paper-scissors would make all the questions.
‘Why do I have to be included, you f*ckers?’
[They said if you got drawn, you’d be given 0 points.]
All the professors were lazy, just looking for an easy way out.
This was indeed an academy under government operation.
*
It’s f*cked.
The more I think about it, the more f*cked up it feels.
This reality where I can’t kill the fcking professors is way too fcked up.
[Was this really the kind of problem it was?]
‘I should have just killed Professor Park Mi-ran when she was at the meeting.’
I should have figured my exam was screwed the moment Professor Mi-ran lost at rock-paper-scissors and started making the questions.
At that time, I thought I was being overly relaxed about it.
However, the moment I received the exam paper, I realized I was doomed.
Why on earth hadn’t I killed that f*cker earlier?
Just the problem’s difficulty level was too cruel.
Like the grudge of a hen that couldn’t get married.
Next is an example.
Q. A mercenary hunter not affiliated with any guild is requesting information about an unknown gate. Choose all appropriate responses.
1) No? I don’t know.
2) Is that so?
3) You don’t need to know.
4) I don’t know either, so look for someone else.
5) Not an option.
[Why is the correct answer 1), 2), and 3)?]
‘It seems like they expect them to act like this towards a mercenary hunter not affiliated with a guild, but I’m not sure why.’
[No? I don’t know.]
In the end, the exam was terribly wrecked.
Thanks to the bonus points from the fight with the beef, I barely managed to land a mid-range score instead of failing.
I left the classroom, but no one was around.
Well, that was expected.
It was already far too late.
[You really have no popularity. No one is here.]
‘Of course, the lowly extras are discriminators against abilities, so there’s no reason for them to wait for me.’
[Well, they are extras, after all.]
‘Still, I have to be careful. Many people reincarnate in other worlds with that excuse.’
Hyeji said she had something to discuss with her dad, so she left first.
Jeong Ahyeon also went back to prepare to return home now that finals were over.
As for Elcia, she wanted to stay until my re-exam was over, but…
[More of a babysitting elf than an escort elf.]
‘Knocking her out and taking her sounds more like kidnapping to us.’
Thanks to the escort elf, I failed splendidly.
In the end, I returned to the dormitory and started packing slowly.
It wasn’t immediately necessary to go, but it wouldn’t hurt to prepare in advance since winter break was coming soon.
[You couldn’t leave even for a day during the semester, now the day of your release comes.]
‘It feels like a prison, and I want to argue, but the fact that it’s not wrong only makes me angrier.’
I packed up everything except the clothes I’d wear, making sure everything was tightly packed.
There was little difference from when I initially arrived at the academy.
*
The last class before winter break.
It was essentially a time with no actual class content.
To put it metaphorically, it felt like going to school the day after the college entrance exam.
[At least they’re screening a movie, so that’s something.]
‘Ah, you can’t help but watch Shawshank Redemption.’
[Beer looked so delicious.]
As I watched the highlight of the classic film during the rooftop scene, the urge to buy beer before heading back to the dormitory blossomed in a corner of my heart.
‘Come to think of it, you wouldn’t feel taste or anything, would you?’
[That’s right. You can only see it, nothing more.]
‘It’s a bit unfortunate that you can’t feel other senses either.’
Let’s think about this.
You can only see the world through someone else’s eyes and can’t feel the other senses?
If this were a passive game, it would have been dead long ago.
However, the voice in my head seemed a bit different.
[There are many things to be thankful for, you know?]
‘Why? Wouldn’t it make me feel suffocated?’
[If you had actually felt yourself doing it every day, you would have already fallen into female corruption.]
‘No, please disappear at times like this.’
[So, should I say it’s a futanari type, so do I call it TS?]
‘Please be careful. Futanari is not the same as a true TS.’
This time, the professor monitoring the classroom was someone I hadn’t seen before.
She had wavy black hair. Sharp, snake-like eyes, and black pupils.
Her slender figure was cloaked in tight clothing.
However, the students were too focused on the movie to mind such details.
‘Does the slender body even matter? Right now, Red is getting paroled.’
[True. It doesn’t matter. Not that kind of protein lump anyway.]
As the movie neared its end, Hyeji was watching with an exciting expression, while Jeong Ahyeon was concentrating on the film, teary-eyed.
At that moment, suddenly the professor approached me silently, narrowing her eyes.
As I caught sight of her coming toward me, she gave a splendidly enchanting smile.
“Are you Shinwoo? I’m Professor Kim Ji-sun.”
“Yes, hello.”
Hyeji opened her eyes wide in suspicion, but Professor Kim Ji-sun quietly ignored that and leaned closer to whisper in my ear.
And she said in a voice only I could hear.
“Ryu Kang-hyuk. Where is he right now?”
My blood started to run cold.
