Memoirs of the Returnee - Chapter 14



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＃Returner’s Notepad Episode 14

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“… … Seup.”

When I opened my eyes and wiped the drool, it was already break time.

I looked around the classroom blankly.

-Would you like to rest at my villa this weekend?

-Your family’s yacht was nice. Let’s go sailing later.

-I’m having a ball at the mansion today. Would you like me to give you an invitation?

The noble children of prestigious families were talking with noble gestures and tones.

“hey. “Do you really have no textbooks?”

At that time, Raye called me.

“Don’t you have any textbooks?”

He asks, resting his hand on his chin.

“… … .”

I lightly ignored it. Instead, I looked at the seat next to me. There were textbooks spread out on the desk, but no one was there.

Did you go to the bathroom?

“Hmm.”

I was paying attention and secretly picked up the textbook. After looking through it, I placed my hand on the cover.

Since I can’t afford to waste a thousand ren on textbooks, I’ll try to “remember” on a notepad.

“… … memory.”

It is not necessary to recite it, but it is simply a self-suggestion. It has a similar meaning to putting your energy into training.

“Tsk!”

But at that moment, my magic power was completely drained. I had an unexpected headache. Heat rose to her eyelids and a trickle of nosebleed flowed from her.

I covered my nose. I wiped my nosebleed with my sleeve and opened “Notepad.”

[77 / 100]

■ diary

■ memory

└Perion

└Heart

└No title

Last 24-hour capacity history: +14

Only one volume took up the capacity of 9. The consumption of magical power just now was quite serious.

“What is this?”

What do you mean, the more expensive it is, the more it costs?

No, anyway, 1,000 Ren isn’t that expensive, right?

I rubbed my temples and changed ‘Untitled’ to ‘Latinelle I’.

“Hey, Zion. Why did you apply for Latinelle?”

… … However, there is a guy who has been constantly talking to me from the back seat since earlier. Even if you don’t say a word in response, you will remain strong in the world.

“hey. “Why did you apply?”

I responded briefly to Raye’s words.

“Are you an alpha?”

“What?!”

Raye frowned.

“’Don’t deal with such a pathetic person.’”

Then, suddenly, Elise’s voice penetrated my ears.

The language was clearly not the official language of Edsilla, but I understood it in an instant.

I was startled and looked back.

Raye grinned.

“’Shiong. He. we. Bongda. what. look. This person. You are Latin. ‘You don’t know.’”

It is certainly.

It is ‘Latinel’.

In Raye’s case, the sentences aren’t smooth and jumpy, but I can hear them anyway.

Why are you like this?

I tilted my head, but soon caught on.

… … Somehow it took up 9 doses.

It seems to be the effect of “memorizing” the textbook. In reality, the Ratinelle that Elise mentioned has no transformation beyond that of a textbook.

Ding dong dang—

The break time was just over.

The students who had been away returned, and Lady Beace came in from the front door.

“Ah, student. “Did you sleep well?”

The lady was the first to look at me and smile.

“yes? ah-”

“are you okay. You can sleep. instead.”

Then he held out some paper. I was a little embarrassed. Even the title of the document was very brutal.

[Waiver of Elective Education]

“Student, please submit it after class today.”

“… … .”

I looked up at her. His expression was benevolent, but his temple seemed to be twitching for some reason.

She said.

—This is a class that is not suitable for someone with no class like a student.

At that time, I was a little surprised. My eyes widened, and my ears perked up like a rabbit.

It was admiration.

The voice in which she chanted Ratinelle somehow seemed to sing. The tone was not much different from the harmonious melody. It was like the chirping of a bird.

It was a beautiful pronunciation.

“… … woah.”

Does it really mean that you only see as much as you know?

Before I “memorized” the textbook, it felt like some kind of alien language, but after I learned to understand Latinel for a while, I realized why it was the culture of nobles.

“Do you have to submit it by the end of class?”

I was silent.

Beace urged, raising his eyebrows stiffly.

“Okay?”

I’m sorry, but I can’t do that. Giving up is no different from failing a grade, so the loss in grades is significant.

“… … .”

I quietly pursed my lips.

Just now, when this noble lady was speaking Latinelle and reciting aggressive sentences like song lyrics, I looked inside her mouth.

It was a very important observation.

The pronunciation of language is achieved through the interaction of the mouth, including the tongue, lips, and vocal cords, and they are clearly part of the body.

Therefore, in a broad sense, ‘foreign language conversation’ would also fall within the scope of ‘Luxido’.

You will be able to remember with your eyes and follow with your body… … .

-no.

I followed along, recycling the phonemes she said.

—I am the right student for this class.

Danjeon’s magic power was greatly consumed, but he didn’t care.

“… … oh.”

She opened her eyes wide.

I added with a small smile.

—You have such a beautiful voice, Mrs. Beace.

Then the lady’s hard face softened, and a small commotion broke out in the classroom.

Raye muttered from behind.

“… … “What is his pronunciation?”

It was a line that was somewhat jarring.

* * *

The hallway at 1pm after Latinel class.

Raye is walking with her lips pouting.

“Ah, why is there an assignment from the first class… … .”

Teacher Ratinelle gave us a writing assignment or something from the first week.

“Nonsense. The car should be spacious for the first week! “Isn’t that right, Ellie?”

Raye, who was grumbling and demanding sympathy, puffed out her cheeks as if she suddenly remembered someone.

“But, Sion, where did he learn Latinel?”

Zion Askal. A guy who received teacher Beace’s favor throughout today’s class and is surprisingly good at ratinelle.

“Isn’t that right, Ellie?”

But Elise is quiet. Since earlier, he has been wheezing his lips without saying anything. It may seem like procrastination, or it may seem like biting.

Raye is curious about that.

Why don’t you answer?

“That’s strange! How is he so good at Latinelle? “Isn’t that right, Ellie?”

“… … .”

I tried hard to get him to talk, but he still kept his mouth shut. Only then did Raye feel that her Elise was in an unusual mood.

“… … “It’s strange~”

“… … .”

Raye turned her gaze and looked out the window.

1st and 2nd graders sitting in the stands and forgetting their lunch boxes, guys running around the playground, and… … leaflet?

“huh?”

There was some paper stuck in the window frame. Raye stretched out his hand and squeezed it.

[I will do it for you]

: Obtaining, delivering, forwarding, etc.

: From simple errands to complex tasks.

: We will help you all.

: Please call #05 001-3021-4302. It is a safe number where each other’s phone number is not visible.

“What is this?”

“… … .”

Elise briefly showed interest. Raye did not miss that gaze.

“Ellie, there is something like this.”

“… … “It’s trash.”

“Something you only see on the street is in Endex~ It’s amazing, isn’t it?”

“throw away.”

Elise shook her head, but Raye was intrigued for no reason.

Not only simple errands, but also complex tasks, i.e. assignments are done for you… … .

“I have to throw it away~”

Raye put it in her pocket. Elise frowned.

“What are you doing?”

“I threw it away. “In my pocket.”

“… … .”

Elise’s eyes narrowed.

“No~ Just in case you don’t know~ Latinel isn’t fun. Time to invest in culture-”

“Do the people who hand out those leaflets know Ratinelle?”

“ah. is it.”

Raye touched my earlobe.

“But just in case… … oh? “There’s Sean.”

A wild-haired man caught my eye outside the window.

Even in Endex, Zion is the only one with bright yellow hair like that.

Elise also saw there.

“Ellie. “Don’t you know where he asked for a Latinel tutor?”

Zion. A guy who is suspiciously good at Latinelle.

As he walked out of the school gate, Elise and Raye glared at him with narrowed, questioning eyes.

* * *

“Good job, Shion.”

It’s 11pm when Endex’s hit restaurant [Fraud Meat] closes its business for the day.

The boss tapped me on the shoulder and handed me my weekly wage and a bag of meat.

It is said that the storehouse is generous, and the weekly wage is 500 ren and the daily wage is 3kg of meat. Thanks to this, I am eating 3kg of high-quality protein per day.

It is different from the beginning compared to before the regression. Back then, when hospital food and sweet potatoes weren’t enough, I almost got an upset stomach from eating the leftovers and weeds.

“yes. Good luck.”

“okay. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I came out of the store. The world was already dark, and the stars were missing.

“Ah, but why didn’t I receive a text message?”

As I walked along the tree-lined road leading to Endex, I turned on my cell phone.

“Flyers are nothing special.”

I took out a [We will do it for you] leaflet from my inner pocket.

If possible, I would like to start chemotherapy within April or May. You have to have at least 20,000 to 30,000 Ren in hand to get treatment or not… … .

[ENDEX]

As I walked and thought about it, I finally reached the main gate of Endex. However, the entrance was coldly closed.

After 11 o’clock, not only outsiders but also Endex students are prohibited from entering.

Of course, I already thought of a way.

A fence about 3m high surrounding the Endex site.

You just have to get over it. Be careful and avoid getting caught as much as possible.

“Let’s see… … .”

I walked along the fence and jumped at the right spot. Then he climbed up like he was climbing and jumped down into the site.

widely-

The landing was successful, but a flyer fell out of my inner pocket. It fluttered and flew and stopped at someone’s feet.

I looked that way.

My whole body became stiff.

“… … uh.”

There was a person within ten steps.

Her long, loose hair was as red as a flame, and small embers and acrid smoke flickered in front of her lips.

“Hmm.”

Endex’s only S+ tier noble.

Soliet Arcne.

She burned the tobacco and looked at me without saying a word.

“… … .”

It’s so sudden, but seeing it face to face like this suddenly brings back memories of old times.

Certain “memories” explode like firecrackers in my mind.

Thanks to this, I can barely breathe.

This woman is exactly the same as before.

The hair that grows out of control, the eyes that droop as if indifferent, and the lips that are tightly closed, really haven’t changed one bit.

Is that why?

Without realizing it, I blurted out some kind of greeting.

“long time no see.”

Then Solliet frowned slightly. she asked, spitting smoke out of her mouth.

“Hmm… … What is it? “This is the women’s dormitory.”

“Uh, I see. “It’s a women’s dormitory.”

I laughed blankly. I accidentally climbed over a strange fence.

Solliet looked at me quietly and then pointed to the forest path between the women’s dormitories.

“The men’s dormitory is just a five-minute walk over there. There will be no water levels during this time.”

“… … okay? “Thank you.”

My voice as I said thank you trembled strangely.

Soliette shrugged her shoulders as if it was no big deal.

“It was nothing. Instead, it’s a secret for me too.”

While saying that, I tapped my cigar. Not on the ground, but in a portable personal ashtray.

As I stared at him, Solliet whipped out a pack of tobacco.

“Are you blooming?”

“… … uh?”

“He’s a pretty good guy. It costs 30 ren per cigarette, which is expensive.”

I sighed and shook my head.

“I hung up. “Thanks to someone.”

There was a time when cigarettes and cigarettes were the pleasure of my life.

Because you’re going to die anyway.

One cigarette, one cup of coffee, one drug, one injection of booster, whatever you do, your body will eventually die regardless of whether you do it or not.

No matter how hard you try, your body cannot live long.

… … If so.

On a day with clear skies, in a time that has now disappeared, I did something a little strange. I made a promise to someone to ‘live healthy’.

It was a very impulsive decision.

“Is that so? You hung up. envious.”

Of course, promises are meant to be broken. Since I already have Perion in my body, I may have already awakened it.

Even so, it is ‘if possible’.

I plan to maintain regular habits and a healthy diet as much as possible.

“Off.”

Soliet bent down on one knee and picked up the leaflet. She glanced at it and handed it back to me.

“Take it.”

“Ah, but this is-”

“yes. I know. It seemed like it was being sprayed randomly. “I saw one nearby too.”

Randomly.

I got a hint from Solliet’s words.

It shouldn’t have been ‘random’.

The strategy that would work for the Endex guys was high-end, but my flyer was too cheap… … .

“Okay then.”

“It seems like you have the ability.”

I quickly added to her as she turned around. Soliet tilted her head.

“… … “You mean this flyer?”

“uh. “He says he’s an expert.”

It’s true.

I am an expert.

Following, background investigation, driving, delivery, construction, cleaning, organization, tracking, reasoning, inspection, search, etc., there is nothing I haven’t done.

“I’ve been tumbling at the bottom for years.”

It’s true.

I lived for about five years in the ‘underworld’ where murder is legal and monsters run rampant.

“Do you believe that?”

Solliette looks at me with a slightly pitiful look, but she probably needs someone right now.

“There’s no harm in believing, right?”

The two of us have something unexpected in common.

The fact that there is an ‘enemy’ who wants to kill me even if it means burning my soul, and the fact that I live for revenge are similar to each other.

“If you need me to run an errand for you, please call me.”

I handed her the flyer. Solliet waved her hand.

It was a rejection.

“As you wish.”

I placed a flyer in the air.

A piece of paper lands softly. Soliet doesn’t seem to be interested.

“But you. That cigarette… … .”

Looking at her still smoking a cigarette, I hesitated for a moment about what to say.

Because I know.

That at this time of year she doesn’t need anyone or anything.

That no matter what I say, it’s just unnecessary nonsense.

“Spread it out properly. “Before you regret it later.”

But, well, this is what you said to me first.

It was you someday who asked me to live a healthy life.

“… … Do you know me? “Why are you acting like a fool all of a sudden?”

Soliet glared at me like that, and I smiled and turned around.

I walked the forest path she told me about. The lush weeds rustled. Somewhere, owls cried.

Strangely, it felt good.