Hidden Sanity at Villain School - Chapter 9



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Woo Jin-woo lived a life without fear.

He was born into a wealthy family, and like most kids these days, he was given a stimulant by his parents at the age of 15 and became a bodyguard. He proudly entered the Shinseoul Hunter Academy with an outstanding notice that he had a B-class 38% and an A-class 5.5%.

With the skills and talents accumulated through prior learning added up, it was a matter of moments for Class 14 to create its own faction.

“… … So you couldn’t bring it?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“I couldn’t help it! That was the situation!”

And he was furious when he heard that the four men he had carefully selected had failed to bring home even one girl who was neither a telekinesis nor an elementalist.

“Isn’t that the kid who took a stimulant today? Isn’t that the kid who took a stimulant today!”

“I, I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

He kicked the shin of a male student from the faction while sitting on a chair.

It wasn’t that painful, but it was a very self-deprecating act.

“Okay. I’ll go. Let me just take a look at that cool S-class face.”

“Be careful. I saw the post.”

“A kid who’s going to be S-class? S-class? That’s good. If not now, then when will I ever get to experience being better than him?”

Woo Jin-woo stood up from his seat.

It was a giant that seemed to rise up like a hill.

The factions quickly followed behind him, and he crossed the lawn and entered the first-year autonomous training center.

“The situation! Where is it…?”

I swung the door wide open.

The students gathered in the autonomous training center looked at Woo Jin-woo for a moment.

As most of them received self-training assignments in the physical education class, Woo Jin-woo was like a sheep before a wolf.

But instead of being afraid of the wolf, the sheep turned their eyes to the boy as if they were longing for a lion.

‘what?’

Woo Jin-woo felt awkward in the situation where he wasn’t receiving attention.

As I was about to shout again, I checked the face of the boy who was receiving everyone’s attention.

A tall, black-haired boy with a dangerous air about him stood in front of a full-length mirror on one side of the autonomous training center.

Pbu …

He was beating up a wooden doll he used in his physical education class.

He threw his punches at a speed you couldn’t even see, kicked the lower body, pushed the middle, dug deep, and used his elbows and knees.

Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!

The branch attached to the doll spun around at incredible speed, but the black-haired boy held on, using all his strength.

Land! Land! Land! Land!

A loud cracking noise rang out as the branches struck his arms, shoulders, knees, and shins.

“Do you think you can do it faster?”

Jeong Se-ga muttered while sweating profusely.

Knock, knock, knock! Knock!

He took a step back, a step forward, and then repeatedly attacked again.

“!”

Woo Jin-woo looked at the scene with his mouth wide open.

‘Have you ever seen such a crazy kid?’

The Awakened ones who awakened as bodyguards today still couldn’t even control their limbs properly.

However, Jeong Se-ga was not just properly controlling his arms and legs, but was showing the movements of a bodybuilder who had undergone professional training for nearly a year.

Sack, evil, evil!

He even naturally used the reinforced blade as a sword.

‘He’s out of his mind. He’s out of his mind. That thing is a monster that should never be touched.’

Woo Jin-woo took a step back, secretly sighing.

At that moment, Jeong Se-ga took a deep breath, stopped striking, and drank the water in the bottle.

He said, wiping his lips with his sleeve.

“If you have something to say, say it now?”

“!”

Woo Jin-woo felt a chill run down his spine.

‘Can we win?’

He lived as an Awakened being for two more years than Jeong Se-ga, and learned other abilities besides physical magic.

I didn’t think it was possible ‘yet’, but I certainly didn’t think I could win either.

Jeong Se-ga looked at Woo Jin-woo with shining blue eyes.

‘Did you really have something to say? Or did you just want to train next to me naturally? I stopped on purpose, but I was being overly self-conscious. Ah. What a shame.’

Contrary to his expression, which was almost indifferent and cold, his inner thoughts were distorted in a strange way.

* * *

Woo Jin-woo ran away as if he was running away, and Jeong Se-ga was out of breath after finishing his hitting training.

‘Why did you go? That’s too bad. He seems to be a fellow bodybuilder, so I had a few questions for him.’

I swung my hand to try to look cool to everyone watching from the side, but it felt awkward even though it seemed useful.

‘The distance feels weird. If I use it as a cut, I have to go in deeper than I thought, and if I use it as a stab, the consecutive attacks become awkward. It’s a waste to throw it away, but it’s weak to continue using it. It seemed like he had studied in advance… … No, would it be awkward if I asked?’

For now, I decided to ask the professor again during the next physical education class and moved to the training ground next door.

The autonomous training grounds were separated into a rigid body training ground with equipment, an empty ice telekinesis training ground, and a reinforced elemental training ground.

Choi Seon-mi ran over to Jeong Se-ga as he saw him going to the Yeomdongsul training ground.

“Me, I’ll go too.”

“You’re not going to train in martial arts anymore?”

“… … I can’t run anymore. And… … I need to practice telekinesis. I thought it would be helpful to see you do it.”

Sunmi’s tracksuit was completely soaked with sweat, and her innocent face was also covered in tears and sweat.

The eyeliner was smudged as if it was falling off.

This was to be expected, since I had been doing interval training for almost an hour.

Sega nodded and asked, taking a sponge and a steel toothpick from a box on one side of the psychokinesis training ground.

“Then do you want to practice together?”

Seonmi asked with a bright smile.

“Come together? Won’t it bother you?”

“We can’t just sit still. I think it would be helpful if we moved each other like sponges.”

Sega also handed over a sponge and a toothpick to Sunmi.

Seonmi took the sponge with an awkward laugh.

“I’m sorry. Then it seems like it would be difficult for Sega and you to practice together. I couldn’t even lift a toothpick earlier.”

Her expression darkened as she lowered her head.

‘If I were an S-class hunter with enough power to make the world numb, what would I say right now?’

Sega thought for a moment and then said.

“I’ll help you. You can do it too.”

If he were that kind of hunter, he would only speak the truth.

Seonmi laughed, “Ahaha.”

It was a forced smile.

“Thank you. But I’ll take care of it. I don’t want to be a bother.”

Sega recognized the expression on his face, a mixture of burden, self-reproach, and jealousy.

It was an expression I often saw and made in the slums.

“Sit down and keep your mouth shut.”

So, he let out some wild words worthy of a S-class who had his favor rejected.

“Oh, oh? Okay.”

A hint of fear ran across Seonmi’s innocent face, and she sat down next to Sega.

“I just finished interval training, so my senses and magical powers will be sharp and active.”

“huh.”

“Do you remember what the professor said?”

“Yeah. ‘When a telekinesis master starts learning telekinesis, think of it as transferring it with your hands.’”

“I know. Put the toothpick down on the floor and even reproduce the hand gesture of picking it up.”

“Huh, huh?”

Sega deliberately pushed Sunmi.

“I think you can definitely lift it. Just pick it up with your hand. Can’t you lift a toothpick? No, you can’t? Lift it quickly. Quickly!”

“profit!”

Seonmi made a gesture as if she was grabbing something from the air, and at the same time, something surprising happened.

Woohoo!

A metal toothpick floated into the sky.

“wow.”

Seonmi muttered in a possessed voice.

She looked at Sega with eyes filled with admiration and respect.

“… … Okay. Really, okay.”

Sega smiled brightly and got up, sitting a little further away.

I was sorry, but it seemed like the arrogant S-class wouldn’t apologize.

“Keep practicing. When you can lift the sponge, let’s practice together. I also need to practice lifting the toothpick more.”

“huh.”

Fortunately, there was not a trace of resentment or fear left on Seonmi’s face.

‘Now is not the time for me to help anyone.’

Sega sat with his back turned and spread the toothpicks on the floor.

Charrr.

‘You succeeded in doing three just now? Let’s try again with the same feeling.’

First, I lifted the two with my hands.

Up until here, it was easy.

I created a third hand, recreating in my head the sensations I was feeling in my two hands at the moment.

It was worth it up to here.

Then, I created the fourth and fifth hands by following the sensations I had recreated in my head.

Woohoo!

Five toothpicks floated in the air, and Sega’s brow furrowed.

It felt like my mind was being squeezed like a sponge.

‘Now I know why there were fake mind-clearing cigarettes in the dorm vending machines.’

Finally, I put down all the toothpicks and brought my hands together in front of my body with my fingers clasped.

‘When you first start learning, you should think of it as moving with your hands. In other words, you’re saying that you can’t move with hand gestures forever.’

And I lifted the toothpick by just mentally recreating the sensation of lifting it with my hand.

One, two, three, four.

Four toothpicks were floating in the air.

Sega looked at the sponge and imagined a toothpick flying and getting stuck.

Pubberbug!

Four metal toothpicks pierced the tough sponge.

“……wow!”

Seonmi and the other students who had been glancing at each other opened their mouths wide.

* * *

Sega practiced with Sunmi until the evening, and returned to the dormitory only when it was time to worry about tomorrow’s schedule.

“You’re really amazing. I’m jealous. You don’t have to worry about what anyone thinks.”

“haha.”

Seonmi looked up and spoke, and Sega smiled faintly.

‘How great would that be?’

She would never know that he was watching everyone he encountered.

That was the secret.

I saw the twin dormitories ahead of me.

Since there were cloud bridges in between anyway, it didn’t matter which way we entered, and since entry of the opposite sex was not prohibited, we entered together through the men’s dormitory.

The 8th floor, where Sega’s room was, was a floor with a bridge, and since Seonmi also lived on the 9th floor of the girls’ dormitory, they rode the elevator together.

Ding.

As I got off on the 8th floor, I suddenly saw ‘that’ vending machine.

Sega kept his mouth shut, and Sunmi let out an awkward laugh.

“Oh, we have the same thing on our side. Don’t worry about it.”

“Okay. Go home. Get some rest. See you tomorrow.”

“Yeah. Thank you so much for today.”

Seonmi nodded and crossed the bridge.

Sega also returned to his room.

“Student! Don’t come this way!”

“Get the kids out!”

“I knew it would explode someday, but I didn’t know it would be like this from day one.”

However, the hallway was blocked by faculty and staff.

Several security guards wearing suits and gas masks were seen.

‘What happened?’

As Sega was about to look inside, someone grabbed his wrist.

“Don’t look!”

“Hum?”

The boy’s face, once smiling and confident, had turned pale and pale.

“Let’s go out to the lobby for now.”

“What’s going on?”

Sega and Kyeom went out to the lobby in front of the elevator.

Kyeom sat on the sofa there, buried his face between his fingers, and breathed heavily.

Soon, other students from the 8th floor also gathered one by one.

“Wow. This is crazy.”

“We really came to New Seoul.”

“Am I the only one who doesn’t know what happened?”

Some of them were pale and sullen, others had expressions as curious as Sega.

Kyeom took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

“Park Garam is here.”

“uh.”

It was the boy who had punched him a few hours ago.

“He’s dead.”

Sega opened his eyes wide.

“what?!”

The excitement I felt while training with Sunmi has completely subsided.

“Get out of here!”

“Get back!”

Just then, faculty and staff passed by them carrying a stretcher covered with a white sheet.

As the students all gasped, Kyeom continued speaking.

“This place is so small. There are many cases where kids who have a grudge outside meet here. From what I heard, it seems like Park Ga-ram’s father had a grudge with the father of the kid who killed him.”

“Grudge?”

“There was a conflict in the same guild over something like the distribution of magic stones, and after an argument, he drew his sword. The father of the child who killed Park Ga-ram was killed by Park Ga-ram’s father, and his family was ruined. He kept a sword in his heart, and when he saw Park Ga-ram at the entrance ceremony, he ran to him as soon as class was over.”

The students listened, and Kyeom sighed deeply and shook his head.

“It’s nothing. This is Shinseoul. Tomorrow, it’ll be like nothing happened. Park Ga-ram will either die in an accident or drop out and go missing.”

After shaking his body as if shaking off the memories, Kyeom’s expression returned to its original state.

“Yeah. It’s nothing.”

“Everyone, be careful and don’t create unnecessary resentment.”

The other students similarly shook their heads or shuddered, then quickly returned to their rooms with clean faces.

‘It’s a crazy school.’

Sega couldn’t understand their reaction.

‘This is not normal. Of course, I am like that too.’

Even in the slums, where news of someone being bitten to death by a small demon or dying from the side effects of taking medicine was endless, the death of an acquaintance was something to mourn.

But Sega shook his body just like them and then stood up.

“… … I guess a lot of people will be using sleeping pills today.”

“Yeah. I should get one too.”

It was the first day of the Shin Seoul Hunter Academy.