Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 128
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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 128
The Devil’s Man (3)
After the club activity time is over.
Hororok.
Ilmok stopped by the infirmary where Representative Seo was and took a sip of tea that was said to calm the mind and body.
“Phew.”
As Ilmok sighed lightly after sipping warm tea, Seo Jae-pil, who had been watching with sparkling eyes, asked.
“Did you have any income?”
Ichimoku nodded in response to his question.
“I think that new instructor is suspicious.”
“Hmm. May I ask why?”
“Unlike the other instructors, you are very interested in me. To the point of being blatant.”
Seo Jae-pil nodded at Ilmok’s comment and answered.
“Certainly, if that is what Confucius felt, then so be it. But, doesn’t it seem a little strange?”
“What do you mean?”
“Even so, isn’t it too foolish to show it so blatantly?”
Ilmok nodded in agreement with Seo Jae-pil’s point.
It was something I had thought about to some extent.
“When I think back on the way things have been going, it’s a bit strange. That’s why I haven’t reported it to the governor yet.”
Although it was annoying that he kept provoking me into going wild, it seemed that he still had at least a modicum of reason left, separate from his ill feelings.
‘Or else.’ This approach is a bit dangerous these days.
I just wanted to set a trap and frame him, saying, “No, that’s not right.”
But, in many ways, it was a bad move.
Because it would be letting the enemy know that you used yourself as bait.
In addition, if those who felt a sense of crisis went into hiding, there was a risk that the opportunity to root out the problem would be lost forever.
‘There are people targeting me, and it’s so frustrating to end up not being able to deal with them.’
If that happened, I really might have this crazy perfectionist obsessive compulsive disorder going on a rampage every single day.
This is Ichimoku’s other self.
As Ilmok was pondering how to deal with Madouyoung’s problem, Seo Jaepil opened his mouth.
“The consultation for the instructors has already started today. We have already consulted with the headmaster, the vice-headmaster, and several other instructors. So, would you please wait a moment?”
“Are you thinking of poking me in the eye during your interview with Instructor Madou Young?”
Seo Jae-pil nodded.
“If I were to ask about Confucius directly, it would arouse unnecessary suspicion, so I plan to conduct several interviews and subtly ask about the thoughts of the officials. And this does not only apply to Instructor Ma Do-yeong.”
“Well, there are probably other subordinates apart from Instructor Madouyoung, so it might be dangerous to just stir up Instructor Madouyoung.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Ilmok nodded with an uneasy expression at the sight of Seo Jae-pil looking at him with his bright eyes.
‘His ability as a member of the National Assembly seems certain, but I can’t really trust him because he’s crazy.’
But since there was no one who could replace Representative Seo right away, I decided to trust him for now.
“If you do, I will take good care of you.”
“Yes, Your Majesty. Oh, and since you’re here, could you tell us about any events or emotional changes that have occurred? If you write them down, it will be a great teaching aid in the future.”
It was Seo Jae-pil who blatantly said that you were a test subject.
Ilmok let out a faint sigh at the sight and explained what had happened over the past two days and the changes in his emotions, and Seo Jae-pil wrote down the story with a very excited expression.
And after completing his role as a test subject, Ichimoku stood up and said.
“Oh, and can you send a link to the headquarters?”
“We are in regular communication with the Central Committee.”
The members of the Magic Academy are mostly instructors, assistant instructors, and disciples, but it would be impossible to run it with just them.
People who cook food or transport ingredients for cooking. In addition, people were needed to clean the dormitories of the practitioners who were devoted to training or to wash their uniforms.
The assistants and instructors of the Magic Hall also basically communicated with the headquarters through them, and only visited the headquarters when they had direct business to attend to.
In the meantime, it was strange that the officials were forbidding contact with each other on the grounds that they should focus solely on training, but to Ichimoku, it was a method he was quite familiar with.
‘It was the same at military training camp.’
When you first entered the camp, all you had was a letter to send to your parents, and only if you showed special achievements during training were you allowed a phone call as a reward. And that was only for about a minute?
‘If the level of a medieval cult and a modern training camp are similar, which one is stranger?’
As Ilmok was concluding that both sides were strange, Seo Jae-pil asked.
“Do you have any important communication to send to the headquarters?”
Originally, contact with the outside of the Magic Hall was prohibited, but since it was a matter of personal preference, Ilmok was able to contact him through Representative Seo.
And Ichimoku nodded with a serious face.
“I would like to ask the old man of the devil to give me some advice.”
“What should I say?”
“Please tell them to send me some extra hand sanitizer.”
“… … .”
At the serious words of the world, Seo Jae-pil was momentarily speechless, which was unusual for him.
Seo Jae-pil, who had barely come to his senses, asked in a trembling tone.
“Have you… finished using it already?”
It hasn’t even been ten days since I returned from the headquarters?
At his question, which he tried hard to keep quiet about, Ilmok shook his head.
“There’s still some left, but it’ll take time for the chimney to arrive and for the old man to send the disinfectant. I think I’ll feel better if I get some before it runs out.”
As expected of a man suffering from obsessive compulsive disorder, it was a move to prevent the worst case scenario.
And in response to that, Rep. Seo Jae-pil nodded with a look of realization on his face, saying, “Indeed!”
“I will do so.”
After Ilmok left the infirmary after receiving Seo Jae-pil’s confirmation, Seo Jae-pil picked up his brush.
It wasn’t intended to be a conduit to be sent to the devil.
– The youngest Confucius seemed unaware of it, but his obsessive-compulsive disorder was permeating his daily life. Even when his own life was in danger, he was worried about running out of disinfectant first… .
Seo Jae-pil, who was working hard with his brush, thought.
As expected, the youngest Confucius is an excellent teaching material.
* * *
The next day.
At a time when the officials were struggling with their training and were devoting themselves to training under the tutelage of their instructors.
Seo Jae-pil was conducting interviews in turns with the instructors.
“Nice to meet you. I am Seo Jae-pil, a member of the Jeongsimwon.”
“This is Eunryeo-ra, the instructor of the Magic Academy.”
Since it was divided into Group A and Group B, there were two instructors conducting the class at the same time. The other two instructors were on break, so they took turns conducting the consultations during break times.
“Hmm. If the side effect is excessive sympathy, then it wouldn’t be easy to refuse other people’s requests.”
“… Yes.”
Eun-ryeo nodded with a strange feeling at Seo Jae-pil’s words that saw through her symptoms.
It was a strange feeling of both caution and relief.
As if he had read my mind, Seo Jae-pil smiled gently and said.
“This consultation has already been conducted at the headquarters. Even the great Lord of Ten Thousand Horses has received it, and the heads of each organization have also completed their consultations, so please do not worry.”
“…All right.”
I felt a little relieved, knowing that even the object of my faith, Cheonma, had received counseling.
After that, we chatted for a while while drinking tea that is said to calm the mind and body.
“When teaching young officers, there must have been difficult moments because of the side effects of Instructor Eun-ryeo. What do you think?”
“…Because of that problem, I pay attention to my expression and voice to pretend to be cold on the outside.”
As we talked about Eun-ryeo’s symptoms and how to deal with them, the topic of Jeong-hyeon naturally came up.
“Oh. So there was a government office like that. After the consultation with the instructors is over, I plan to consult with the government offices as well, so I will pay a little more attention to the Jeong-Hyeon government office.”
“Thank you, Rep. Seo.”
Seo Jae-pil, who thought that now that the topic of government affairs had come up, was here, poked Eun-ryeo.
“If so, are there any other observatories besides the Jeonghyeon observatory that you are concerned about?”
And surprisingly, Eun-ryeo took the bait right away.
“If I had to think of one person, it would be Ichimoku Kwando.”
“Hmm. If it’s Ichimoku Kanto, isn’t he famous as a genius?”
“Haa… There’s no doubt about his talent, but there’s one thing I regret.”
“Could you please tell me what that regret is? If it’s burdensome, you don’t have to tell me.”
At Seo Jae-pil’s gentle question, Eun-ryeo hesitated for a moment, but soon opened her mouth.
Anyway, it was a well-known story among the instructors that Ilmok was having an affair. It was even reported to the Magic Academy Master, and it was probably relayed to Cheonma as well.
As an instructor, I didn’t feel like talking about the private details of the officers, but I thought it wouldn’t matter if it was already widely known.
“It’s natural for a man to show off his sexuality, but Il-mok Guan-do feels a bit excessive. Also, the already weak Jeong-hyeon Guan-do seems to be having a hard time lately because of it, and it just breaks my heart.”
Of course, it was a very interesting story to Seo Jae-pil, who had never heard of a person revealing a woman’s love for women.
Even after Eun-ryeo left after the consultation lasting about 30 minutes, Seo Jae-pil continued his interview with the instructors.
In the case of Jeong Gyu-seok, who is in charge of doctrinal education.
“Is there anything that has been bothering you lately?”
“Honestly, I regret that the meditation club was created this time. In order to create that club, three members of our doctrinal study club left.”
“Hmm. That’s something to get angry about.”
“Ah. Don’t misunderstand. I’m not worried about the fact that you took away the official seal. It’s just that if your goal is to stabilize your mind and body, studying the doctrine would be more effective than meditation. I’m just wondering why you created a meditation club.”
It was also discussed that the Saminbang, originally a doctrinal study group, had changed its name to a meditation group by one stroke of luck.
In the case of Chuck Il-so, an instructor in charge of external affairs.
“Hahaha! The people I’ve been most curious about lately are obviously the members of the Bodybuilding Club, Mak Ho-yeol, Dokgo-pae, and Gwak-sul. Since they’re the members I get along with, I can’t help but look at them!”
“It’s nice to see so many people who get along so well. Just watching them makes me happy.”
“Is that so? In fact, since all of those officials are interested in Ichimoku Kwando, I am also keeping an eye on them. If possible, I would like to transfer Ichimoku Kwando to our physical beauty club.”
We mostly discussed stories about bodybuilding clubs.
* * *
A few days later.
Ilmok went to the infirmary to get some hand sanitizer he had requested a while ago, as well as to consult about side effects.
Ilmok opened his mouth as he accepted the bottle of disinfectant handed to him by Seo Jae-pil.
“By any chance, have you got any clues?”
Since I was already here, I thought there might be some progress.
“First of all, I have finished interviewing all the instructors, including Instructor Madouyoung….”
At the somewhat shaky reaction of Assemblyman Seo Jae-pil, Ilmok asked again.
“Was there any problem?”
“Rather than saying that it’s a problem… I think it would be difficult to identify that instructor, Madou Young, as the culprit.”
“…What is the reason? Instructor Madouyoung didn’t tell me about me at all?”
“That’s not true. Rather, if you had deliberately avoided talking about Confucius, I think I would have become more suspicious.”
“I told you my story, so why aren’t you suspicious?”
To Ilmok’s question, Seo Jae-pil sighed faintly and answered.
“That’s what all the teachers talked about Confucius.”
“…you asked me so blatantly about me?”
Seo Jae-pil responded with a look of resentment at Ichimoku’s suspicious gaze.
“Even if I just casually ask them if there is anything they are interested in these days, they all talk about Confucius.”
“???”
Seo Jae-pil let out a hollow laugh as he looked at Il-mok’s expression that said he simply couldn’t understand.
When I summarized what I had heard from the instructors over the past few days, the results were astonishing.
According to Instructor Eun-ryeo, the four female officers created chaos in an attempt to win the affection of one person.
According to the words of instructor Cheok Il-sona and Jeong Gyu-seok, the male officers were desperate to become close with Ilmok.
Starting with the head of the household, Yeom Ga-hwi, the vice-heads and instructors were all paying close attention to the situation.
And that wasn’t the end of it.
‘Come to think of it, the Supreme Being is said to be particularly concerned about the youngest son, and the same goes for Lord Jeongsimwon and me. According to the rumors I’ve heard, the daughter of the Hyeokryeon family also follows the youngest son.’
The youngest prince was a truly devilish man. He charmed everyone, regardless of age or gender, friend or foe.