Hidden Sanity at Villain School - Chapter 6



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(006)

During lunchtime, Sega sat in a corner of the spacious restaurant and worked diligently with his hands.

‘I feel like I’m going to collapse.’

Telekinesis consumed mental power, not physical strength, and mental power was directly proportional to the sugar stored in the muscles.

Bam.

My hands started shaking, and eventually the chopsticks fell to the floor.

As I picked it up and bent down, blood rushed to my face and my vision became blurry.

“hi?”

“!”

I barely managed to pick it up with my telekinesis and get up, when suddenly a male student was sitting on the other side of the table.

I was surprised because I didn’t feel any movement, but I didn’t show it.

“Is this the right situation? I’m also in Class 1. My name is Lee Gyeom.”

He parted his black hair in half and combed it cheerfully, his speech was confident, and his eyes were sly.

Although he was of slim build, his body was not strong enough to grab someone’s ankle during a fight.

“Yeah. That’s the situation.”

Sega answered, and Kyeom used that answer as a signal to continue the conversation.

“The kids talk about you a lot.”

Sega shrugged.

“Didn’t you say it was weak for 78%?”

His words were relaxed, but his legs were shaking.

However, Kyeom waved his hand with an exaggerated gesture as if to ask what was going on.

“What are you talking about? Even though you were awake today, you gave Kang Joo-hyuk three blows in a row. Didn’t you see him trembling as he left?”

“Was he a great kid? I don’t know much about him.”

“Wow. Kang Joo-hyuk is nothing, right? But he’s still amazing. He’s the son of the leader of the Gangpung Guild, one of the top five guilds in South Korea. He awakened at a young age and trained a lot. There are quite a few videos of him catching small beasts on his SNS.”

Sega nodded slightly.

‘If you hit that kid three times, he’ll hold out better than you think.’

As if he noticed that his interest was starting to wane, Kyeom lowered his voice and got back to the main point.

“Kang Joo-hyuk has already created his own faction.”

“clique?”

“You know. You gather talented kids in advance and prepare for group projects or team battles. If there are kids you don’t like, you go to the group and pick them. You take the kids that fit you well after they graduate. Then, as soon as you turn 20, you get a contract fee of 100 million won and join one of the top 5 guilds.”

Sega didn’t necessarily think that such connections were a bad thing.

But I couldn’t belong anywhere because I was worried that my identity would be revealed.

“If that’s what you wanted, you could’ve gone to him. I think you did pretty well in the telekinesis class earlier.”

Kyeom smiled slightly bitterly and shook his head.

“My family would never accept a scavenger because they work for the scavengers. The high-ranking hunters consider scavenger hunters as their slaves. No, actually, they are slaves.”

High-ranking hunters who hunted demons only extracted expensive magic stones from the demons’ corpses, and subcontracted the disposal of the corpses to low-ranking hunters called ‘scavengers’.

These scavenger hunters properly dismembered the corpses of demons and handed them over to hunting device manufacturers or potion manufacturers, and received a dismemberment fee.

Although it was clearly a high-level technical position, it could not be compared to the high-ranking hunters who could tear apart the demon beasts with sword skills and supernatural powers, and since the demon beast’s corpse itself was the property of the hunter who succeeded in the hunt, a superior-subordinate relationship was bound to develop between the two.

The term scavenger was also a derogatory term comparing them to hunters.

“That’s why I refuse to go under him. Instead, I decided to create my own faction!”

Kyeom clenched his fist.

He looked cheerful and not at all intimidated.

‘Could I do this too?’

Sega said, secretly praising him.

“Cheer up.”

Gyeom was delighted.

“Thank you. Then I will now make my proposal official. Join my faction. The situation is good!”

“… … Usually, when you say, ‘Cheer up,’ isn’t that interpreted as telling you to go?”

“My IQ is about 100 different when I’m at an advantage and when I’m at a disadvantage.”

The confidence wasn’t bad, but Sega politely but firmly refused.

“I’m sorry. I still have no intention of joining a faction.”

I couldn’t belong anywhere while I was worried that my identity would be revealed.

But Kyeom did not back down even an inch.

“I will change that feeling!”

“how?”

“Listen. There’s a reason factions are factions. You just said something about group projects. You need to have good synergy and good coordination in order to survive. If you make a mistake during a test, it’s not just about getting points deducted or expelled. You could actually die.”

“!”

This was information that Sega didn’t know.

“Hunters have strict distinctions between positions based on ability. No matter how strong you are, you can’t beat a natural psychic in a long-range fight, and a pyromancer is the best for area-of-effect attacks. You need a blood magician to heal, and a scout to find enemies. In order to find and include such capable comrades in the group, someone like me is essential!”

When I heard it, it was all true.

If you act like you’re S-class and don’t have anyone by your side, you might stand out as being strange.

‘It would be more natural to create a faction. Of course, the more people you have close to you, the more thorough your acting and effort you’ll have to put in, but on the other hand, there’s also the advantage of only having to fool a few people. More than anything, this guy seems to know a lot about Shinseoul and the hunter industry. And he doesn’t seem to have a bad personality.’

Sega reached out his hand towards the sword.

“I see. I changed my mind.”

Kyeom smiled brightly and held hands.

“Excellent choice!”

The two finished their meal together and stood up from their seats.

“Do you know what the next class is?”

“Of course! It’s a martial arts.”

“… … Where should I go?”

“Sega. First, install the school app. It’ll let you know everything from cafeteria updates to schedule changes. First, go into the store… … How old is this phone?”

* * *

Sega checked the school map and class schedule on the app, and went to the first-year gym with Kyeom.

“The schedule for Shinseoul changes often depending on the professors’ schedules, and there are many special lectures and special events every week, so you have to check often.”

“Okay. Thank you.”

When I opened the door and went in, most of the students from Class 1 were already gathered there.

“78% of those who get hit ten times in a row come.”

“The kid who bragged about being 1% higher is coming.”

“Wow. Even though you’re a hunter, you still carry a scavenger with you.”

The students gathered around Joo-hyuk were talking about Gyeom and Sega.

However, Joo-hyuk just sat there looking straight ahead without saying anything.

‘Another surprise.’

Sega looked around the gym without giving them a glance.

It was so spacious that it seemed empty, the ceiling was high, and the walls were covered with large mirrors.

As I sat among the students for a moment, another door opened on the other side of the street.

Squeak!

The professor walked in with a majestic presence, with his large teaching assistants flanking him like wings.

“Hello, first graders!”

A student from class 1 suddenly stood up and shouted.

“Go, it’s Kang Chae-seo!”

At that shout, everyone stood up from their seats.

“iron man?!”

“I thought I’d see you in person… … .”

Sega also got up and asked Kyeom quietly.

“What achievements is he famous for?”

“Gyeom said in a dreamy voice.

“As you are a famous first generation, you have been through many major battles… … The most famous one is the nuclear one. You survived even after being hit by a strategic nuclear weapon.”

“nucleus?!”

Sega looked at Kang Chae-seo with his mouth wide open.

She was a rough-looking beauty wearing a loose-fitting black suit.

Unlike his neat and tidy appearance, his gait was unsteady, and with his luxury sunglasses and slightly sinister smile, he had a strong gangster-like vibe.

“Are they all here? If there’s anyone who’s not here, raise your hand!”

Chae Seo said with a hearty laugh.

One of the teaching assistants whispered, “Professor, those who are not here cannot raise their hands.”

She nodded with a very serious expression, then nodded to the teaching assistant and called out the attendance sheet.

And as soon as I heard all the answers, I started the class.

“… … Okay. You’re all here. Very good. Okay. I’m Kang Chae-seo, and I’m the strongest martial artist in the world. It’s my job to teach you martial arts so you don’t die a dog’s death somewhere. Oh. It’s embarrassing to do something you’ve never done before with first-years. Okay. Phew. Let’s do it. Do you all know what martial arts is?”

Moo-hyun Jun raised his hand.

“It is an ability that encompasses all physical strengthening phenomena through magic. It is also a basic ability that all Awakened people possess.”

Kang Chae-seo nodded.

“That’s right. It’s a basic ability. In other words, it’s also the essence. Then why is body magic the essence of a hunter?”

This time there was a brief silence.

“It’s a half-dress! In a broad sense, body art is not simply about strengthening muscle strength and endurance. Body art is a term that includes all supernatural abilities that result from changes in the body, such as lightning, bloodletting, poisoning, and enhanced senses.”

But the girl with the pigtails finally raised her hand and answered.

Kang Chae-seo glanced at the textbook.

“Okay. I read it well. Then why do you need to learn the art of bodywork?”

This time, it seemed like it was an easy question, with answers coming from all over the place.

“This is Kyungmin Kim. It’s for defense.”

“This is Kim Min-seo. Because it simplifies the battle route.”

“It’s Iljinrim. Because it’s a basic skill.”

Chae-seo closed her eyes and listened to the answer.

“Yes. That’s all true. Defense, movement, fundamentals. It’s all true.”

Then Joohyuk raised his hand.

“This is Kang Joo-hyuk. Because martial arts is an ability related to survival, not combat.”

She opened her eyes and looked at Joohyuk.

“You just now. Can you elaborate a little bit more?”

For a moment, all eyes were on Juhyuk.

He spoke confidently, enjoying the gaze.

“As far as I know, the power of the body is not a skill, but rather a state. Unlike other abilities that require conscious use, it is something that is constantly present and permanent, and can be made to be so.”

Chae-seo smiled brightly while fidgeting.

“That’s right. That’s what makes Rigidity different from other abilities, and it’s a unique characteristic that Rigidity alone possesses.”

One of the assistants quietly picked up an iron pipe and hit the back of Chae-seo’s head with a full swing.

bang!

A few students screamed, the metal pipes snapped like taffy and bounced off, and Kang Chae-seo continued talking as if nothing had happened.

“Once a body is strengthened, it will remain in that state. Therefore, strictly speaking, body strengthening is not physical strengthening, but physical transformation. Of course, I will learn momentary strengthening later, but for now, I will focus on endurance.”

She nodded to her assistants.

“Share it.”

Teaching assistants separated the boys and girls and handed out black hoodies and sweatpants.

It looked like ordinary clothes, but strangely enough, it felt magical.

“Everyone, change into your clothes in the locker room. Then, practice begins.”

* * *

Sega quickly changed his clothes and came out.

“Wow. This is awesome.”

“Anyone can see that he is a natural born martial artist.”

“In your opinion, who do you think is in better shape, Se-ga or Joo-hyuk?”

The boys compared the two, and they both turned their heads at the same time.

“Come together again and look at your clothes! Compare them with each other and check yours too.”

Kang Chae-seo shouted, and the students gathered together again and looked at each other.

“uh?”

“Do you have a pattern on your clothes?”

“Professor! What is this pattern?”

He was running with black clothes and white patterns that changed every moment.

There were students who were almost completely white like Sega and Juhyuk, students who only had white around their hearts and heads, and students who only had white in certain areas.

Some students had white patterns that barely moved, while others squirmed around from moment to moment.

Even students who usually answered a lot or had done advance study, such as Model Jun, Ban Jang-hwa, Kang Joo-hyeok, and Joo Da-hyun, all had reactions they saw for the first time.

‘What is this?’

Sega also looked at his reflection in the mirror with a puzzled look.

Just when curiosity was peaking, Kang Chae-seo began to explain.

“That outfit is an artifact that allows you to see the magical power of the body magic applied to your body. Normally, the head, heart, and vital points are white because they are unconsciously protected, while the parts that are not felt unless you are conscious, such as the back, heels, and buttocks, are black. The whiter it is overall, the better, and the more stable it is, the better.”

The moment those words came out, the face of a short-haired female student turned pale.

She was mostly black except for her heart and head, and even those little bits of white were wavering.

Kang Chae-seo asked, frowning.

“What is your name?”

She answered, trembling.

“Choi, this is Choi Seon-mi.”

Chae Seo made a complicated and subtle expression.

“Yes. You will have to work very hard. Don’t worry too much. You can learn bodywork too.”

And then I looked back at Sega.

“A good example is you. The situation. At first glance, it seemed like you had awakened to the power of body magic as your main ability, but I didn’t know it would be this much. Everyone, take a good look. If your main ability isn’t body magic, this isn’t a bad state to set as your goal for this semester, no, even this year.”

Sega’s hoodie and pants were both dyed a light gray.

There was very little shaking and not a single black spot.

Exclamations were heard from all over.

“As expected, it’s S-class.”

“That’s real talent.”

“I’m jealous. I’m jealous. Did you row a turtle ship in your past life?”

Sega let out a sigh of relief as if the ground was collapsing.

‘I never thought living with the back of my head guarded every day would help.’

It seemed that his wariness of everyone around him in the slums, thinking of them as potential street robbers, was also reflected in his ability to display.

“It’s not quite hard yet, but it’s spread out well over the entire body like tough leather, and it’s hardly distorted.”

After finishing the evaluation, Chae-seo turned her head towards Joo-hyuk.

“You’re good too. If this guy is leather, then you’re an exoskeleton.”

Joohyuk’s clothes were a brighter white than Sega’s, but the areas where his large muscles met and his joints were thinly black.

There was also a flood of admiring gazes and words of longing directed at Joo-hyuk.

At that moment, Joohyuk lightly raised one hand.

“Is this a question?”

“Yes, Professor. Which one is better, me or Sega?”