Novelist Running Through Time - Chapter 9



Only Krnovel

EP 1 – Cause of Death

“you···! “You didn’t learn this…!”

The parent covered in coffee writhed as if he was going to hit me.

The homeroom teacher and other parents all came together to stop it.

However, I opened my arms and approached the struggling parents without hesitation.

“Ah, try hitting it. “Try hitting it.”

“Inseop!”

Bang Jeong-ah was really worried that I would get hit, but when I got closer, the parents stopped struggling.

I looked up at the six parents and homeroom teacher and smiled.

“You can’t hit me, right?”

“What is this…!”

“Why?”

Everyone is speechless when the quiz is suddenly thrown out.

I answered without taking too long.

“If an adult hits a minor, things get very serious, right? This is because the punishment is severe under the law. “If it’s just the two of us, you might not know, but if you’re in a public place like this, you can’t hide it.”

“under···”

“You seem a little angry, but you actually know what I’m talking about. “You guys know that if you hit me now, my life could be ruined in an instant.”

Everyone was silent.

“This thing that prevents people from hitting other people is called the law. But your children beat me, and the high school student at our orphanage retaliated. Isn’t that why things have come to this point?”

“……”

“look. We have already broken the law, and according to the law, both sides should be punished. Both sides lose. So we got together to make it something that never happened. Because if it’s recorded that your kids hit me, they’ll have problems going on to middle school and high school. Yes?”

“······”

“I’m not telling a big story right now, but I’m just summarizing a story we all knew deep down in slightly refined language. “Right?”

The adults nodded with dumbfounded expressions.

I also smiled and nodded in satisfaction.

“Then we can just pretend it never happened and break up. But if you make a mess like this, swearing and screaming, and throwing paper cups at our daycare teacher… then you won’t want to reach an agreement, right?”

My homeroom teacher, who had already experienced an amicable agreement with me and sensed that something was going wrong, quickly stepped in and tried to fix things.

“Now, now, everyone here, we’re so excited right now that we can’t talk well…”

“Sir, it’s been 7 years.”

“You stay still, just…!”

“I turn one year older next week, so in just 7 years I will become an adult. At that time, if I file a complaint and go to the Office of Education to meet with the superintendent, will I be able to continue my job? Do you think I’m going to forget things now? “You seem a bit young to be retiring in 7 years, so judge for yourself.”