The Returnee Is Having a Hard Time With His Younger Sister - Chapter 58



58 – Daily Life at School (2)

When Ryeoun asked what Ara was doing with Youl, Ara was momentarily flustered.

Why.

Actually, after hearing her words.

She wondered if she had crossed the line a little, that was why she felt that way.

When Ara was taken aback and lost her words, Ryeoun became energetic and counterattacked.

“Look. If senior is also bothered, that’s why you’re acting like that.”

Ara was exactly the one who was deeply bothered, but admitting it would feel like losing to Ryeoun.

“Oh, no…!”

She tried to refute.

This won’t work like this. Yeah. Let’s just ask the teacher. If the teacher says it’s okay, then it’s okay, right?

“Teacher, please tell me. Did I really stick to you too much and all that? Did I maybe cross the line?”

With her words, the two women’s gazes focused on Youl.

On the other hand, Youl didn’t understand why they suddenly started arguing.

So, without any thoughts.

“No, you didn’t. It’s fine. I didn’t think that way.”

Ara’s expression brightened at his indifferent words, while Ryeoun’s expression darkened in contrast.

Oppa…! If Oppa says it like that, what am I…!

“Look! Even the teacher says you’re not!”

With the basis of the attack, Ryeoun lost her words and had no choice but to keep her mouth shut.

“Well, also. Why did you call the teacher ‘oppa’ in the first place? Are you close with your seniors, teacher? Teacher, well, then, can I call you ‘oppa’ too?”

“That, that can’t happen…!”

Beep! Ah-ra exclaimed, surprised.

“Uh, um…?”

She stammered as if she were frozen.

“No, it’s not like that…”

Even Ryeoun was taken aback by the fact that she herself had shouted.

Thinking that it feels like someone is taking away her ‘oppa’ when someone else calls him that, she decided to stop talking and shouting…

“What’s wrong? Only you will call him ‘oppa,’ right?”

“No, it’s just that…”

Unable to say the reason, she could only repeat that it’s not true.

Meanwhile, Yeoul, the real person involved, stood silently, watching the two of them argue.

Watching the spectacle, Ah-ra’s friends.

“Oh, you can’t just stand there so indecisively, teacher…!”

“Agreed. It would be better to take a side and lend a hand to one person…”

Watching as if they were watching a drama, they even gave advice as if it were someone else’s business.

“Huh? What’s this?”

“Who is that person again?”

There was a new person who appeared in their eyes.

Approaching Yeoul quietly as Ryeoun and Ah-ra argued.

A first-year female student emitting a rebellious atmosphere.

However, when she looked at Yeoul, she became like a believer, worshiping him.

She was none other than Han Yi.

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“Why can’t I do it? I want to call you ‘oppa’ too, teacher. Is that okay?”

“It’s not okay…”

“But why can’t I do it…! You call me that too, so why can’t I call you that…!”

Watching them from a distance with the feeling of watching cats fighting with claws out, Yeoul sighed.

“So, teacher….”

Suddenly, a small voice calling him from behind reached his ears.

He turned around to see Han-i, a student who always held himself with a humble attitude in front of him, even though he always seemed to put effort into his posture.

“Hello….”

“Hello, how are you.”

When he casually replied to the unexpected greeting, she showed an attitude of lowering herself even further to listen to his words.

Even though it was just a casual greeting, she felt her body instinctively relaxing just by listening to his words.

“Um… How have you been, teacher?”

A question filled with extreme politeness.

“Yes. I have been doing well. And how about you, Han-i?”

“……!”

He called her by name….

And even asked about her well-being…!

Overwhelmed with gratitude, she almost lost strength in her legs. Barely managing to correct her posture, she responded to his words.

“Yes, I have been doing well…”

Thanks to Yeoul’s grace, I was able to spend each day peacefully. She added that silently.

Meanwhile.

“If it can’t be done, it can’t be done…!”

“That’s why it can’t be done…! I asked the person involved…! Teacher, what do you think─”

Lyoun and Ara, who were completely absorbed in their own fight, only had each other in their sight. As they simultaneously turned their gaze towards Yeoul.

What they saw was a sly thief cat taking advantage of the gap, having a conversation with Han-i while a smile bloomed on his face. The two of them approached her as if they had made an appointment.

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And then.

“Who are you!”

“Who are you!”

As always, Han-i had been secretly following Yeoul from behind, and when she finally gathered the courage to speak to him during this brief moment, a force seemed to be trying to interrupt that sublime moment, making her gaze instantly sharp.

“What.”

With a height a little shorter than Yeoul’s, combined with a rebellious appearance and tone, an atmosphere that momentarily crushed people was formed.

“Stop right there, you two, just a little scaredy-cats.

And so, as if they didn’t like being intimidated by the thief cat who secretly spoke to their first seen female student and the teacher without their knowledge, they pushed her even more forcefully.

“What do you think you’re doing…!”

“That’s right! Who do you think you are to talk to the teacher like that!”

Although they were puffing up their fur and growling, they had something to say.

“What’s wrong with talking to the teacher? And, who said it’s rude? Do you think the teacher belongs to you?”

“….”

“….”

While they spoke like that with confidence, it was true that the teacher did not belong to anyone and they had no right to speak like that.

However. Even so…!

They were arguing over the teacher, and then someone unknown came and tried to take advantage, so their words couldn’t come out politely.

“Well, it’s not like that…!”

“No, more importantly, who are you?”

“Well, yeah…! You seem like a first-year student, is it okay to speak informally to a senior?”

“Well, if you’re gonna be like that─”

Seeing the two chicks ganging up on her, she almost said, “If you’re gonna be like that, then…!” But she couldn’t spit out such vulgar words in front of the person standing next to her, so she barely managed to control her temper.

However, Ara and Ryeowoon, the two of them, had no idea about her situation.

“If I’m gonna be like that?”

“What are you gonna do if I’m like that?”

Seeing Han swallow her words, the girls snapped at her, sneering and mocking her.

Her anger was about to explode, but as she took a deep breath and remembered that the person next to her was Yeoul, her anger miraculously subsided.

“Never mind. I asked who I was. I’m Han. I’m a first-year student in the Close-range Belief Department.”

“Han…?”

It sounded familiar…

It seemed like a name that had been in the top of the entrance exam scores…

But well, if she’s at the top, what’s the big deal.

I was at the top too, or so I say.

“They’re using informal speech with their senior until the end…! When should I grab that first-year by the collar and teach them a lesson…!”

“Damn.”

“I, Iik…!”

“No, forget about the name…! So why are you hanging out with the teacher…!”

“W-well…! Who do you think you are…!”

“What does it matter to you whether others greet the teacher or do anything? Is the teacher your possession?”

“Th-that’s…”

“But…”

“But why are you giving me orders and telling me what to do? You didn’t even ask the teacher’s opinion and fought amongst yourselves.”

Han reluctantly presented his argument.

With no choice, Ryu and Ara could only bite their lips tightly, unable to come up with a cunning response.

“Look. You have nothing to say, so you’re just keeping your mouth shut.”

Nevertheless, Han added with a mocking tone, implying there was still conscience.

“This is really…”

“What is it? What is it that you want to say? Speak up.”

“Ugh…!”

“But you have no problem saying it to your senior…!”

“W-well…! What’s with this habit of talking to seniors like that…!”

“Oh, I see. I apologize, senior─. Is that enough?”

“You really can’t do it…! Come over here. Let’s have a practice match.”

“I don’t want to. Why should I?”

“You’re scared. You’re scared of having a practice match. I’m really alive, you know. Just my mouth.”

“Yes─. I’m scared─. Please, just let me have one chance, senior─.”

“You’re really…!”

“Senior, please restrain yourself…!”

Lyoun prevents Ara, who tries to rush towards Han. Han glares at her with a disdainful expression.

Unable to understand such immature behavior, Yeoul maintains some distance from them.

And then, Ara’s friends, who were watching from a distance, approached.

Then, shamelessly, they ask:

“Teacher, what’s your impression?”

“고School girls fighting over a teacher, that’s my impression.”

“……”

Simply, it hurts to hear.

These words were a boiling whirlpool that reached the tip of the tongue.