Became a Dark Merchant in the Academy - Chapter 219



218 – Student Council President Election_22

“trash.”

As I was walking down the hallway, he deliberately bumped my shoulder.

“Crazy b*tch.”

On the way back to the dorm, an egg flew at my head.

“Bug cleaning? Ha, that b*tch. Both my sister and I are fucking b*tches.”

Also, bags of unidentified powder exploded on top of it.

“Look at that expression. It looks like you’re thinking about killing someone.”

“Anyway, I think he’s a special villain’s younger brother.”

Whenever I eat at a restaurant, bugs pour out onto my food.

“Why is he like that?”

“I don’t know, maybe there’s a bug.”

The classroom chairs were full of pressure points.

“Hey, you’re not dead yet?”

“I don’t know why he’s alive. I wonder if he’ll die soon.”

When I slept in the dormitory, I would intentionally let acrid smoke flow in through the cracks in the windows.

In addition, there were countless other dark acts that were committed every single day for a week.

I didn’t know why.

It’s not like Olivia couldn’t access the internet community.

“…”

But I never said anything like that.

I’m sure there was a similar situation a while ago.

It was the exact opposite of what was in the post.

I just told him not to do it because he was swearing at his family and friends who didn’t care about him.

However, such content was completely omitted, and the post was uploaded with maliciously manipulated content.

That’s why I asked the person who posted the article to make a correction.

‘Do you have any proof that I uploaded it? Please don’t accuse me of something without any evidence.’

I was consistently treated with ignorance.

I wish there was some evidence.

Because it was a place where cadets rarely passed by.

There are no witnesses, not even any CCTV evidence, it’s all just circumstantial evidence.

There was no way I could do it.

I explained the situation to the professors and the academy officials and asked them to at least do the bare minimum to defend themselves, saying that I was there to attend the lecture.

‘It’s almost summer. So we started talking among ourselves. We were talking about how we could set off fireworks. It’s about making memories.’

‘I’m sorry, senior. From now on, I’ll walk straight ahead without looking away.’

‘I’m sorry. I don’t like milk…’

They only called the cadets and did a formal mediation.

That’s why I protested that it wasn’t true.

No one believed him.

It was a statement that he would not bother to get involved in a complicated and potentially troublesome issue.

Because they were professors and instructors, not teachers teaching minors.

Guidance was not mandatory.

In that case, the only remaining method was to use public power, etc.

‘So something like that happened? Oh, yes. Well, I’ll take care of the case for you.’

‘It will take some time. I will contact you later.’

‘Oh, I told you we’re really busy.’

The ending was also obvious.

I couldn’t stand it any longer last year so I asked for help.

With uneasy eyes, he said, “I’m trying. I’m trying. Please wait.” That’s all he said.

If we go all the way, it will definitely be our victory.

I didn’t do anything.

Because they are subjected to bullying, violence, and many other things.

The law and the courts were clearly on our side.

But the incident couldn’t be made into a big deal.

Now, as time has passed, the incident seems to have been somewhat forgotten.

If things got too big, it was only natural that fire would spread outside Laplace Academy.

If that happens, the ridiculous false posts on Lara will spread as if they were true.

Of course, it is still spreading little by little.

It is barely consumed as gossip.

It was a drastic measure to have the article published or spread to public opinion.

My parents and guild members in France are already having a hard time.

I couldn’t make it any harder than this.

‘I just have to endure it.’

And it was still holding up.

If it had been a worldwide uproar before.

Because right now it’s limited to the Academy at best.

There weren’t tens of thousands of swear words posted on the Internet or articles about it.

For the right to know, etc.

If you want to know the truth.

No reporters, ordinary citizens, or internet broadcasters came to visit and cause a fuss.

Besides, every day, people from the 17th Federation of China came with knives and weapons and did not wield swords, claiming that it was for justice.

If I thought that it had returned to its original state, or rather, that it had become slightly weaker, then I could endure it to this extent.

Up until now, everything has been going incredibly well.

If this was what it was supposed to be like…

“saint…”

But there was one thing I couldn’t stand.

It was a suspicion.

There was suspicion about him.

It wasn’t just a single lie, but a growing suspicion that everything up until now might have been a lie.

It wasn’t that I wanted to suspect Lee Seong-hyeon just because she was Olivia.

How could you possibly trust the words of someone you’ve only seen once or twice?

In addition, with a few exceptions, the evidence presented is based entirely on conjecture.

Because a person who has been verified by witnesses is the only one who can be trusted.

Because the content of the story is the content.

Because among the evidence presented, there is one thing that can never be denied.

He was neither denying nor confirming anything.

No, if Lee Sung-hyun had confirmed even one thing. If he had just said that it was a misunderstanding, that it wasn’t true, and that he had said that for a different reason.

Instead, I would have asked him what his intentions were.

But he denied it.

He denied one thing that was certain.

That’s why I ran away from the support team.

“What should I do?”

I remember what he said when he was helping me train.

I still have vivid memories of when I dated him.

And above all, the martial arts…

All of these things were hope and light to Olivia.

But now everything was dark.

In fact, the reason he treated you well was to make you like that.

In fact, the reason he treated you kindly was because he wanted to use you.

also…

This time, too, the truth is that he…

embrace.

I know.

Now, the person who spread this rumor and Lee Seong-hyeon have no relationship.

And this was something that could have just passed by if he had not stepped into that situation.

So, no matter how perfect the timing is, it’s nonsense, it’s nonsense.

but.

I thought so too.

There was no sign of the suspicions ever going away.

It was getting deeper and deeper, and I was falling into a dark abyss with no end in sight.

I felt sick with myself for doubting him.

But my doubts grew deeper and I began to feel nauseous.

My head was pounding and my heart felt like it was going to burst.

My body was trembling.

I couldn’t even speak properly.

My vision was blurry and I couldn’t even focus properly.

“It’s on the top floor of the Mutoje building… It’s in such a remote place, so it’ll be hard to find.”

A voice I miss.

There was a nostalgic scent.

For some reason, tears came to my eyes.

“…Sister…?”

I raised my head.

I hope it’s not a hallucination or something.

Always be yourself…

“You’re Olivia Tersi, right? Can we talk for a moment?”

No it wasn’t.

“This is a story related to Mr. Lee Seong-hyeon.”

What came into view was a woman in pure white.

It was Eve.

**

“─So, the current situation is that he is being criticized and his approval rating has plummeted.”

I didn’t want to do it.

“I won’t make much of a fuss. Apologize.”

My younger brother is right in front of me.

My younger brother, who I would not mind putting in my eye, was within arm’s reach.

I wanted to hug you tightly right now.

Asking if it’s okay.

Now, don’t worry, my sister will take care of everything.

I wanted to pat you on the back like that.

“I just cried because I was so tired and angry that day. I didn’t mean it.”

But it didn’t reach.

‘Stop.’

“My sister is a murderer, a mass murderer, and that is a truth that no one can deny.”

It didn’t stop.

‘Stop.’

“I bow my head and apologize to all the victims and their families.”

Even if you shout it hundreds and thousands of times.

‘Please stop─’

“You can say it like that.”

‘please…’

But the cold air rising from my lungs, down my throat, and out through my mouth only made me aware of reality.

“no.”

“What do you mean, this isn’t it? Is there any other way to handle the situation?”

“My sister is a murderer…not a mass murderer or anything.”

“What nonsense. Ines Tersi is a first-class villain. This is an undeniable truth. I know you want to protect her as family, but isn’t the evidence clear?”

“no!!”

“Throwing a tantrum won’t solve anything. We’re adults, not children. We need to think rationally.”

“ah…”

To the child who still believes in me.

To a child who is having such a hard time.

I couldn’t even say a warm word to her.

“Of course, it may be unfair. I don’t know the truth. No matter how generous and kind Seong-hyeon is, he won’t condone or defend wrongdoings. This incident may be a case of someone who hates you framing you.”

“…”

“But then what can we do? From the looks of it, it seems like there are no witnesses or evidence. What’s more, public opinion has turned against us. How are we going to resolve this situation?”

“…”

“So let’s think rationally. There is someone who is being harmed because of you. It would be easy to just ignore it. But there are people who insist on interfering and arguing passionately that that person is not the type of person to say such things, and that this is a false accusation. If you have a conscience, shouldn’t you not abandon the feelings of such a person?”

“…”

“It might be absurd for someone I don’t even know to suddenly say something like that. To be honest, I’ve only been an exchange student for a short time, so I wonder if it’s right for me to get involved in something like this just because I’m an acquaintance of Seonghyeon.”

“…”

“I don’t know much about the relationship between you and Seong-hyeon. Are you friends, lovers, or something else? But one thing is certain. An apology is the easiest path for everyone.”

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“I don’t like it…”

‘If they still persist, how about saying this?’

Ominousness crept up Eve’s back.

And the mouth opens naturally.

Eve tried to rebel by raising her mana.

It only delayed it a little bit.

The results remained unchanged.

“Ha, you’re so stubborn. Then I’ll tell you a better way, so open both your ears and listen.”

don’t

please.

Please.

I’ll do whatever you tell me to do.

please…

As for those words…..

“Why don’t you write a will and commit suicide? Then wouldn’t public opinion turn around?”

Contrary to her wishes, Eve’s mouth did not stop.