Escaping the Mystery Hotel - Chapter 516
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EP.516 Episode 516 – Room 207, The Gate Room – The Fourth Trial ‘The Fallen King’ (2)
Episode 516 – Room 207, The Gate Room – The Fourth Trial ‘The Fallen King’ (2)
– Trainee, Kim Min-a
I am Kim Min-ah, a trainee from the Demonic Disaster Response Team of the Vatican’s Inquisition.
‘The Holy See’, ‘The Inquisition’, ‘The Demonic Disaster’, ‘The Agent’
Isn’t it magnificent just by looking at the words?
The only regret I have is that I have never used that wonderful word when introducing myself.
In the past, people would usually just put forward their status as ‘I’m a part-timer at a reading room alone,’ ‘I’m a part-timer at a Happy Happy convenience store,’ or ‘I’m a part-timer at a star cafe.’
I think it’s inevitable that you have to hide your identity since it’s a workplace where all kinds of secret work is done behind the scenes, but it’s still a shame.
Those who are quick-witted will have noticed that my main role is ‘part-timer’, and the reason is simple.
I’m very, very, very supernatural.
When I wear my school uniform, everyone thinks I’m a high school student!
“Min-ah, good morning!”
“good morning!”
*
Whether school days were happy or bitter may vary from person to person, but my opinion is firm.
High school is a pretty fun place if you don’t worry about test scores and stuff.
This is the opinion of the best high school student expert in Korea who has been to the hotel high school for 8 years and has experienced two graduation ceremonies, so everyone should respect it.
How did I end up going to a school with a strange name like ‘Hotel High School’ for 8 years?
I used to just sigh because I couldn’t understand it at all, but now I vaguely understand it.
Because I heard a secret rumor going around among veteran agents.
Rumor has it that there is a being among the Vatican’s top brass who can “see the future.”
It is said that the ‘Prophet’ has lived for a very long time and has become stronger over the years.
The prophet saw the future.
It is clear that one day we will find out that a terrible demonic disaster is occurring at this school!
However, since I didn’t know the exact time, I just randomly assigned one trainee.
…
Thinking this way made me feel at ease.
Something made me feel like I wasn’t wasting my time doing something pointless, but rather doing a great service to humanity.
Okay~!
Well then, shall we enjoy our endless school life today as well?
“Haaam~!”
— Taaak!
“Who yawns during class?”
“… sorry.”
“Put your hands up!”
*
At the end of the boring 4th period Korean history class, I opened my eyelids, which were about to collapse, and looked around.
Sure enough, the boys had already stretched out their legs halfway to run out as soon as the bell rang.
— Ding! Dong! Daeng! Dong!
“Wow!”
How can these high school kids do the same thing for 8 years now?
This is the lunch we eat every day, but is it really that delicious?
Of course, I have no intention of running around like an idiot.
Even if you go slowly, there will be plenty of side dishes left –
— Bam!
“Ahh!”
“Ugh! I’m, I’m sorry!”
“…”
“I, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were here. I, I mean -”
“It’s okay, let’s go eat.”
A stupid boy ran up to me from behind and I bumped into him.
Looking at your face, you’re the guy I classified as a ‘normal student’ at the beginning of the semester.
What kind of jumping is this that doesn’t even match!
As I took a deep breath and leisurely arrived at the restaurant, the first ‘strange thing’ happened.
“Eww! Oh, it’s hot!”
“Hot, it’s hot!”
“…”
It seems the restaurant owner made a mistake while serving hot soup with a ladle.
One of the students was glaring and annoyed, as if he had spilled quite a lot of his mistakes.
Oh, I remembered who that was.
This is the student who was classified as a ‘bully’ at the beginning of the semester.
Well, if a woman distributes food tens of thousands of times, she is human and can make mistakes.
Wouldn’t this be a problem that can be resolved with a simple apology?
Since the students are the ones who are the gangsters, it might be a little noisy?
“this….”
“Ma’am, my pussy is all wet-”
“You ignorant brat! Did your mother teach you that?”
For a moment, silence fell over the restaurant.
Not only the complaining punks, but even the students who were watching from the side and giggling rolled their eyes with their mouths wide open.
“Pour a little bit of a bastard!
As if words weren’t enough, the lady actually put a ladle into the fryer where she was frying the pork cutlets!
“Eww!”
“Hey, why are you suddenly like this!”
“You’re crazy! You’re crazy!”
A situation where a red-faced woman filled with anger is pouring boiling oil!
At this point, even if he were a current gangster, not just a thug, he would probably back down for a moment.
Naturally, the startled students hurriedly ran away, and even the nearby restaurant owners and teachers were surprised and started to try to stop them.
Did it get this big?
If it had just been something like, ‘I’m sorry, student. I made a mistake!’, the student would have complained a little and gone off to eat… .
Everyone was eating or not eating, and then lunch time ended.
*
Is this an illusion?
It seems like it was too much of an outburst without warning to be simply a momentary outburst of anger.
If I’m not mistaken….
*
5th period English class.
As soon as the teacher came in, the rough boys started asking me things like, “Do you have a boyfriend?” and making embarrassing jokes that I couldn’t even bring myself to say.
“Hey, guys! Be quiet. I told you this part is definitely going to be on the midterm exam.”
I sighed when I saw the English teacher who didn’t know what to do.
It’s a very old-fashioned thing to say – and honestly, I’m an old-fashioned person – but kids need to be beaten a bit before they listen, and talking to them softly is meaningless.
What? It’s on the midterm?
Do these idiots care about midterms or something?!
— Warm! Warm!
“Hey, hey! Sangmin, the teacher is angry!”
“Eww! Hehe! I’m sorry, teacher!”
“What? Wow~! Teacher, are you going to hit me?”
“It’s child abuse! It’s child abuse!”
If you can’t use a whirlwind, you have to subdue them with force, but unfortunately, that’s not something that everyone can do.
It is possible only for physically fit male teachers or those with a lot of experience, but it is impossible for a pretty teacher in her mid-20s.
The English teacher is destined to have a tough time for many years –
— Phew!
uh?
“Uh, huh -”
“Whoa!”
“Hey, crazy! Sir! Are you crazy? -”
— Pok! Pok! Pok! Pok! Pok! Pok! Pok!
“Kwaaaaak!”
it’s crazy?
Didn’t you just stab the student in the body with a pen more than 10 times?
“Get out, get out!”
“Call the Korean teacher from the class next door!”
“Eww!”
“Hey, take Sangmin to the infirmary!”
By the time the students and the physically fit Korean teacher from the next class managed to subdue the English teacher and drag him out, Sangmin’s upper body was covered in blood as a result of his mouth being spoken incorrectly.
…
By the time the police arrived, the English teacher had a bewildered look on his face.
As if he had no idea what he had done.
“Min-ah… Isn’t school so weird today? Should I leave school early?”
“…if I can.”
“Hehe. Just kidding. What do you mean, leaving work early -”
“No, if you can, do it.”
“uh?”
If the first time was doubt, the second time was certainty.
Something strange is happening at this school!
*
The restaurant owner’s sudden, unexpected anger.
Violence that seems to have no regard for the aftermath of the English teacher’s actions.
Neither of them did it on their own.
It’s clear that someone is using the ‘Book of Grimoire’.
Who would have thought that saying ‘get your grimoire back’ would mean this!
*
Students soon began to believe that what had happened that day had been a disturbing accident.
That’s true, isn’t it?
This world is full of improbable violence from the beginning.
When you catch a crazy guy who suddenly starts a fight with a knife on the subway and ask him why, he often says things like, “My life sucks today.”
Compared to these things, the anger of a restaurant owner who gets cursed at by a student or an English teacher who suffers from verbal abuse can be seen as justified in its own way.
As regular classes ended, students began to chatter, seemingly completely forgetting about the bloodshed of a few hours earlier.
The night self-study started in this atmosphere.
— Boom!
“Everyone sit down!”
A large, muscular man slammed his baseball bat on the podium and shouted with glaring eyes.
He is a physical education teacher at a school, but he was a baseball player before becoming a teacher.
Although he was unknown after retiring from the minor leagues, he had an extraordinary physique, as expected of a former athlete.
But… what the heck is a baseball bat?
In an instant, the students were overwhelmed and slumped down on their chairs, exclaiming, “Oh, oh!”
The ‘class president’, who realized something strange belatedly, raised his hand.
“Teacher, why did you bring the bat?”
When the gym teacher didn’t answer, the class president frowned and got up.
“Hey! Why are you bringing a bat into the classroom -”
“You rotten bastards! Can’t you sit down right now?”
“No, what -”
“Class President! If you don’t sit down right now, your head will fly off!”
Among the kids, the class president is considered to be physically fit and strong.
Even so, he couldn’t stand this crazy pressure, so he sat down, grumbling.
No, what the hell is going on?
The giant, who was looking around the classroom, began to speak as if lecturing.
“Have you ever thought about how much your rotten behavior hurt your English teacher? Class President!”
“Yes, yes!”
“Answer me!”
The class president answered calmly, perhaps having regained his energy.
“First of all, I apologize. I think it must have been hard for the English teacher because there were so many mischievous kids. I, um, as the class president, will try my best to prevent this from happening -”
“Who is it?”
“yes?”
“What kind of kid was playing this trick on you, you idiot!”
While the class president was mumbling, the gym teacher moved his bat as if he knew what was going on without being told.
Soon, when the giant stopped next to the desk at the back of the classroom –
— Kwajik!
“Let’s make it a bleeding today!”
A baseball bat flew in like lightning and hit the head of one of the kids playing!
The following scene was like a scene from a B-movie horror movie.
The student’s eyeballs were torn out and rolled on the floor due to the massive impact to his skull, and his teeth were knocked out and scattered in all directions.
…
When I came to my senses, the classroom was in utter chaos.
The absurd fear spread rapidly, filling the entire classroom with screams, and some students even collapsed and peed themselves on the floor.
I ran right out of the classroom!
*
It’s weird and cruel.
It seems like someone who was lucky enough to obtain the Grimoire is trying to use its power to harm the students, but their motives are unknown.
Revenge for the suffering caused by the English teacher?
In that sense, it seems like the teacher’s life was half ruined because of the violence he caused by manipulating her.
*
As I ran down the hallway, out of breath, school was starting to really get interesting.
Because the content of the announcement I heard in my ears was that of a madman!
‘Ah-ah! Mic test. Hotel High School students, each English word you memorize today will change the face of the spouse you will meet in the future. Have you heard this saying?’
‘Actually, did you know that the last sentence was omitted?’
‘It’s not just your spouse’s face that changes, it’s your face too!’
‘Kkaaaak-!’
— Click! Click!
“Why of all people… Why… .”
Who the hell does this?!
I am an agent.
I have a weapon that can protect me in case of emergency.
I was also trained on how and when to use that weapon.
But at this moment, I couldn’t tell who the enemy was!
— Ring! Click!
Fortunately, the Korean branch of the Inquisition answered the phone.
I thought that magical phenomena might be preventing phone calls, but it turns out that the Vatican created the phone!
“Agent, this is Agent Kim Min-a. Currently at Hotel Go-”
— Click!
It’s disconnected.
It’s not that the call didn’t go through, but clearly someone in the Korean branch answered the phone… .
Someone broke it off intentionally.
As if they had left me as a loser in this horrible school.
*
Who is the culprit?
Who got the book of grimoires thanks to the hotel’s pranks and is committing such cruel acts?
It’s still difficult to judge.
Because there are too many people.
If the number of people decreases significantly, it seems like we will be able to track down the culprit… .
One thing is clear.
The scope of the Grimoire’s possession is not that wide.