Chapter 333

〈 Episode 334 〉 The Start of the Last Semester.

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Finally, the last semester of the academy begins.

Of course, it was the end in many ways.

For me, and others as well.

Along with that, my and Caressy’s punishment finally comes to an end.

“……I’m dizzy.”

“……I feel like I’m going to die.”

[…I’ve lost some weight.］

‘No way, I ate so much, damn it.’

Caressy was complaining of extreme dizziness from the blood rushing to her head.

I was struggling to drag my emaciated arms and legs along.

However, the heroines didn’t seem too happy.

“I should beat that damn cat bastard more.”

“Hyeji Unnie! Should we stew that one? Or boil it?”

“I prefer it half and half. I wish it had more meat.”

It seems there was still some grudge against Caressy.

That must have been weighing on their mood.

But now, Caressy was officially a member of the harem.

“Okay, I messed up.”

“Guys, wait. I’ll have a serious talk.”

No matter how much of a traitor she was.

That meant I had to somewhat embrace her.

Thus, I began to speak firmly to Caressy.

“Kalyu, it’s you again?”

“Yes, it was me.”

“I like that you’re honest. Alright, let’s work hard.”

With this, one matter was settled.

[…I’m now too lazy to point it out, damn it.］

‘What’s good is good.’

Anyways, I decided to take a strong first step toward the academy, leaving behind Hyeji’s dorm, which had become annoyingly familiar.

­ Thud.

“Ah, damn.”

I powerlessly sat down after my strength gave out, taking a slightly weaker step.

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If this academy had been what I experienced until now.

Today should have been the day to choose a dorm and relax.

That’s how it should have been.

[…What the hell is this?］

‘What the hell.’

The situation began to unfold differently.

For a good reason.

Students crowding like a tidal wave.

They were protesting right in front of the dorm.

“Kim Shinwoo, get lost!!!”

“Count your sins!!!”

“Because of the incompetence of the Student Council President, Kakao distributed less feed!!!”

“It’s one thing for the academy to be idiotic, but for the Student Council President to be an idiot is unacceptable!!!”

“Kim Shinwoo is the Student Council President! The Nobelpia server is safer than this academy!!!”

“That bastard eats tteokbokki through his nose.”

One student was dragged out, tteokbokki shoved up his nose, but.

Their protest showed no signs of stopping; if anything, it became even fiercer.

Like pouring oil onto a raging fire.

Even professors among the protesters were hiding, trying to incite the students.

“Everyone! What is Kim Shinwoo!!!”

“”””””””An idiot!!!!!!””””””””

“Is that all?! What do you call Kim Shinwoo?”

“”””””””A damn dog!!!!!!!!!!””””””””

The professors’ incitement was indeed effective.

Such was the size of the hate that the students held for me.

However, we need to recall the term inertia.

The property that causes a body to remain in its current state of motion whenever a force is applied.

This law applies to all objects, and.

Students were no exception.

“Everyone! Then what about the professors teaching you?”

“”””””””Shitheads!!!!””””””””

“No! No! At least the professors are normal!!!”

“”””””””Damn shitheads!!!!!!””””””””

“Are you all damn idiots!!!!!!”

“”””””””Exactly!!!!!!!””””””””

The professors didn’t care about the content of what they said.

They only spat out a common term.

Fueled solely by the emotion of hatred directed toward me.

“Shinwoo, what are those bastards?”

“They say even anti-fans are still fans!”

“Originally, stronger negativity means a stronger positivity.”

“So, Shinwoo not showing up every night was just an exaggeration.”

“……That’s really true, damn it.”

I quickly scanned the crowd but couldn’t find any familiar second-year students.

Specifically, I meant the students who would become third-years this time.

Even if first-years entered this time, they wouldn’t just blindly protest without knowing about me.

The conclusion was clear.

‘Those bastards are probably new second-years from the first-years this time.’

[Well, they’d have enough resentment against you, huh.］

Thinking that way makes some sense.

The first-years bravely entered the Student Council President election with their distribution.

But that dream turned into a fleeting midsummer night’s dream.

Leaving behind their shameful state tucked away in a corner of their memories.

Plus, they got crushed during the inauguration ceremony later by the heroines.

That gap was so much that they wouldn’t dare think of getting revenge on the heroines.

Naturally, their anger would be directed at me.

“Look!!! It’s Kim Shinwoo!!!!!!”

“You messed up my gachas!!!”

“Post an apology right now!!! I’m as mad as 3000 jewels!!!”

“Kim Shinwoo, guarantee the consciousness of the academy students!!!”

[What the hell are they talking about?］

‘You don’t know? It’s about Uma Musume. Study a bit.’

[……The one talking and the one understanding, both suck, damn it.］

Moreover, upon spotting me, their fervor intensified even further.

Even Hyeji stepping forward didn’t stop them at all, causing her to adopt a sour expression.

“……Shinwoo, what’s wrong with them? They’re weird.”

“They’re a few friends who are a bit slow. Bear with it.”

Meanwhile, a female student with a severely busted face rushed forward, pointing at me and shouting.

“Kim Shinwoo should abandon those girls and marry me to apologize!!!”

Suddenly, the flames of anger extinguished in an instant.

The second-year students regained their senses and started speaking.

“This isn’t that big of a mistake…”

“At least curse their moms.”

“Let’s keep it legal.”

“Just because you speak doesn’t mean it’s all good…”

Even though I hadn’t intended it, the protest came to a sudden halt.

The fiery anger from moments ago seemed like a lie.

Despite the female student struggling to continue in the face of public opinion.

“What’s wrong with how I look!!! Can’t I just fulfill my desires!!!”

“You look like you care about women’s rights.”

The students’ reactions were just cold.

So much so that even sympathy started to arise for me.

“Mr. Student Council President. We have no relation to that, but we apologize on behalf.”

“We’ll take care of that! The trash should be cleaned by those who see it!”

“Honestly, our Student Council President hasn’t done anything that wrong, right?”

“Wow, the workload a Student Council President carries… I’m glad I didn’t become one…”

“Such a pity.”

But that wasn’t the end of it.

Even Professor Pilyong, who was among the students, suddenly came up to me.

He patted my shoulder and began to comfort me.

“You’ve worked hard, Student Council President.”

“Let go.”

“Hang in there.”

“Let go, you damn bastard.”

That was so damn annoying.

[Well, at least it turned out well.］

‘……Something… something’s not right.’

The protesting group parted ways, opening up a path for me and the heroines.

Like unlocking a tightly closed cage, setting the bird within free to fly towards the vast sky.

I decided to move on, neatly folding up my troubled and complex feelings.

“Does that crazy girl see an NTR angle? Has she gone mad?”

“Is this murder if I kill her?”

“What’s the problem with a hunter catching a monster?”

“Rather, hit her behind the head like you do, damn girl.”

The heroines piling on more punishment was a given.

Still, that female student didn’t lose her mind even amidst the heroines’ beating.

Instead, she pointed her finger at Hyeji and shouted.

“What do I lack then! At least my chest is bigger than that girl’s—!”

­ Thwack!!

Of course, as soon as Hyeji quickly cracked her head with the butt of her weapon.

That completely ridiculous sound of hers vanished without a trace.

“Damn girl.”

With no one left to blabber nonsense, Hyeji turned her gaze towards the protesters, growling.

As if her anger wasn’t resolved yet.

“This is all because you damn bastards brought this bitch here.”

Earlier, if the protesters had lost their sense of reason.

They wouldn’t concern themselves with Hyeji’s state now that they had regained their senses.

As everyone was trembling and holding their breath.

Elcia boldly approached Hyeji and softly spoke.

“Sister, hang in there. I’ll give you a nice massage.”

“Yeah. Let’s see you try.”

As Hyeji plopped down on top of the female student she previously dealt with, Elcia lightly patted her.

“……Elcia, you bastard?”

“……W-What are you doing right now?”

“What’s up with that? Ah! I get it!”

Soon, Ayeon and Caressy began to wear sour expressions.

Elcia grinned wider, using their reactions as fuel for her amusement.

“It’s too late to try to win sister’s favor now! The second-in-command is me!!!”

However, Ayeon and Caressy’s faces turned increasingly pale.

It was understandable for sure.

For a good reason.

“……That’s not her back, it’s Hyeji’s chest.”

“……You’re screwed.”

“Ah, damn.”

Because Elcia had positioned her massage a bit incorrectly with roughly a 180-degree shift.

As a result, Hyeji’s rage, which was previously directed at the protesters, naturally turned toward Elcia.

“It was a mistake!!!!! It really was a mistake!!!!”

“I’ll make mistakes too, you bitch.”

Elcia hurriedly began to flee from Hyeji.

Hyeji was trying to bite her like a dog as Elcia desperately ranged her feet.

Watching that scene, one of the protesting students approached me and asked.

“Mr. Student Council President, why is she running away?”

“Because she messed up.”

‘Ah.’

‘In any case, a dog is being let loose and chased now.’

[……Well, to put it that way, doesn’t Hyeji and that bastard have a natural bond?］

Ultimately, Elcia was caught by Hyeji, biting her mercilessly here and there.

“I’ve been bitten! This crazy sister really bit me!!!”

“Shut up. You’ve been bitten less than the Elf Coin.”

Thanks to Elcia, the anger that was once directed at the protesters gradually disappeared.

Soon after, a solemn atmosphere began to spread among the protestors.

A student beside me shed a single tear and muttered.

“…That person was… the Dark Knight…”

She was more of a coin enthusiast than a hero.

But to the protesters, she was a guardian of silence, a protector watching over them.

The Dark Knight.

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