The vice principal realized that this wasn’t going to end as a typical school violence incident.
Still, perhaps out of intuition, he began contacting the parents of those students one by one before taking any action on his own.
Of course, amidst all this, the slapping continued.
After persistently slapping one cheek, they managed to create a face similar in color to the first victim, before all the offenders gathered in the vice principal’s office.
As the last one arrived, the parents of the girls gradually began to show up at the school.
Naturally, each time a parent came into the vice principal’s office, it turned into a chaotic scene.
“Who did this to my child?” Some aggressive fathers were so enraged that they even resorted to throwing punches instead of just acknowledging the magical girl.
It was obvious that the magical girl, with a body unharmed even by the claws of monsters, wouldn’t be fazed by an adult male’s fists.
“Are you okay?”
“What are we going to do about this cheek, oh dear.”
The parents, sensing that I was not someone they could mess with, started to ignore me and worry only about their children.
Since it seemed like enough people had gathered, I decided it was time to vent my anger.
“Everyone, quiet down!”
I planted my legs firmly, crashing them down onto the long desk in front of the sofa with a loud noise.
Glass shards and wood splinters flew in all directions.
“Ahhh!”
“Ugh!”
The atmosphere, which had been busy buzzing with questions about whether the daughters were alright, fell silent suddenly with the shrieks.
Clapping twice to gain attention, I spoke up as everyone turned to me.
“Now, do you know why I called you all here? Your daughters must be aware of it, right?”
I took a glance around at the gathered aunties, uncles, and students.
The offending students likely realized already, long ago, what this was all about.
The gathered members were evidently obvious.
Even if their heads were clouded with smoke, they’d surely know more than the clueless parents.
The aunties and uncles, who typically have the mindset of “my child wouldn’t do such a thing,” nudged their daughters as if asking what the heck was going on.
The previously heated parents were now thinking, “Is something serious going on if a magical girl has to personally step up?”
Emotions of anxiety and uncertainty swirled together.
It was almost as if the police had barged in suddenly to slap kids and gather them.
“……”
The offenders remained silent even when their parents nudged them.
Ultimately, I had to step in and get the parents to force some acknowledgment.
“Are you refusing to admit it even if it kills you? I’ll say it myself—give me your phones.”
“Han Yesul, your phone.”
At this point, it was the proactive parents who had woken up to reality.
Especially the one who calmed down, and in a fit of rage, took the phones from the students and handed them to me….
“No way!”
“Why is this happening? Did you really do something wrong?!”
Even the offenders, reluctant to hand over their phones, grasped the atmosphere and begrudgingly thrust them forward.
The desk in front of the sofa was utterly wrecked, and now smartphones were piling up on the sofa one after another.
Most of them were the latest models; it looked like they had been spoiled like golden treasures at home.
“Let’s see…Han Yesul?”
The smartphone that was on top of the pile on the sofa.
I looked at its owner, read the name on the tag, and opened the messenger app to check the messages.
Oh boy, this one had quite the flashy collection of messages.
“Freaking furious at my dad…not getting any allowance again… Guess I can beat up my punching bag… What’s the worry?”
Reading each line of that atrocious message made Han Yesul’s face go pale.
The father who swung his fist at me earlier was this offender’s dad, looks like he really dropped the ball on parenting.
“Next…Park Suji, hey…are you going to reply? I’ll kill you? You’d better hurry up and reply before getting hit again, don’t you think?”
One by one, the terrible lines from offending students were read out loud in front of their parents.
“Next up is Kim Hyeji, claiming to buy study materials… Bring me the money, or you’ll get hit once for every thousand won…”
While leaning forward with my elbows on my knees, I swayed and glared up at the standing students and their parents.
Silence thickened the air with tension.
“Huh.”
With a laugh, I added a few remarks to cap it all off.
“You all did a marvelous job raising your kids, didn’t you?”
“Ah, dad, that’s not true…”
The only one shocked was the old me from yesterday.
The fathers, with their expressionless faces hiding their quiet rage.
“…Is this for real?”
“Mom, it’s not like that…”
“Don’t call me mom; if that’s true, I never had a daughter like you.”
“Mom!”
The unwavering belief of “my child wouldn’t do that” shattered in the mothers’ hearts.
Well, of course. I had even brought the transaction history from Siyeon’s bank account, so there was no denying the evidence.
Trying to side with their child now would only pierce their hearts deeper, breaking the beliefs and hopes they had nurtured until now.
Some of the parents were about to storm out of the vice principal’s office as if their daughters had never existed in the first place.
As they stretched their necks to peer outside, I called out to them.
“Excuse me? I understand you’re in shock, but please don’t leave?”
“…Yes.”
At my polite request, the parents who had been held back by the offenders managed to turn back inside the vice principal’s office.
Though the daughters timidly reached out their fingers, they quickly recoiled as soon as they were slapped away.
They hadn’t come to the school just to beat someone up for having bullied Siyeon.
They were bound to ensure a thorough cleanup since there was no room for things to go wrong here.
From the victims’ perspective, that was all that mattered.
“Whether you go home and beat your daughters, it’s none of my business, but you will listen to the full story and handle the reimbursements.”
“…Yes.”
“Now, first off, the total amount taken from our Siyeon is 920,000 won and 8,000….”
Last night, I connected to Siyeon’s internet banking through her smartphone and was shocked.
With just about a month of torment, they had stolen roughly 1,000,000 won.
Prices have surely risen a lot these days, but even so, it was a hefty amount taken in such a short time.
Undoubtedly, this was money that the offenders, along with their parents, were obliged to repay.
Who took how much was irrelevant; I wanted it repaid right there on the spot.
Amidst the atmosphere of tension, the father who had punched first cautiously stepped forward.
“What’s the account number? I’ll send 1,000,000 won right now, on behalf of the other parents.”
“Just deposit it directly to this account.”
For now, we settled the money issue with a bit extra.
Checking the account number I had from Siyeon, the transfer was completed successfully.
Yet, I still had a lot more to say.
I looked straight at the vice principal and said.
“I hope all the offending students transfer to other schools.”
“That might be a bit difficult…”
The vice principal knew the school situation best.
Of course, given that the first semester had just begun.
But this wasn’t a kindly request with options.
“Oh really? In that case… I’ll be withdrawing from Incheon.”
“Eh? Withdrawing? What do you mean by that…?”
The vice principal was the most taken aback by that news.
Of course, it was partly a bluff.
Changing regions doesn’t come easy even for magical girls, and I do prefer the familiar home in Incheon.
But it’s also true that my presence there would harm those living in that area.
A region with a monster appearance rate below one percent.
Even creating such an image can’t be done willy-nilly; it rests entirely on the local magical girl.
News of a magical girl’s transfer impacts real estate prices too.
I heard the house prices around Sokcho plummeted briefly after Ji-eun finished her magical girl duties there.
“And I’ll clearly state which school and which students’ acts of violence are making me leave.”
“Yes, wh-what?!”
“Oh, I don’t care; if it gets dirty, we’ll just leave.”
Displaying a carefree expression, I waved my hand dismissively as I spoke.
This was merely for them to mull over my proposal.
So, it turned into a mutually beneficial option.
“Guess that means you either become a clean school that actively curbs school violence…”
What follows is the societal perception that will ensue if the school rejects my offer, claiming they would protect the students.
“Or you can chase away a magical girl who maintains a monster appearance rate below one percent from your area, and become heralded as a hotbed of school violence nationwide, driving down real estate prices across the capital.”
A lengthy list of negative consequences followed.
Effectively, the school found itself with no options.
And realistically, even if they considered this offer, Siyeon planned to transfer anyway.
After all, a student who had once been bullied could hardly integrate harmoniously even with the main aggressors gone.
“Now, make your choice.”
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