Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 142



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 142

Counseling Diary (1)

The infirmary of the magic hall.

There, Ilmok was having a private meeting with Rep. Seo Jae-pil.

“Are you saying that you are suspicious of Instructor Sohong?”

“exactly.”

Ichimoku nodded and answered, explaining what had happened.

From the first time you met, he suddenly showed you a strange smile, or during the first training session, he suddenly tried to hold your hand, or invited you to his office.

After that, he would often try to sneak up on me, whisper to me, or even offer me snacks.

Naturally, they were all rejected.

I avoided approaching them because there was a risk of being ambushed if I gave them my distance, and I threw away the snacks because they might contain poison.

After explaining everything that had happened, Il-mok, who had experienced various other things,

Seo Jae-pil, who recorded all of Ilmok’s words with an expression of interest, nodded once and answered.

“Hmm. But it’s not certain yet, so I think it would be better to wait and see for now.”

“Not sure?”

When Ilmok asked back with an expression like, ‘Even after hearing this?’, Seo Jae-pil answered with a smile.

“Yes. Honey, I think it would be better to talk about the Talhonmujeonggeom for now rather than that. How have you been lately?”

“… I feel like a knife is pointed at my neck. Every moment, it feels like side effects are targeting my body.”

It was a reply with a crumpled expression.

This wasn’t just about obsessive-compulsive disorder. Things like hygiene obsession and tidying up were already familiar to me.

No, from the beginning, those two were closer to the process of spitting out the side effects of magic. Like expelling the poison before it builds up.

Perhaps because my level had suddenly increased, the side effects kept trying to take over my body, just like when I had dealt with Chu Il-hwan.

“Certainly. It seems dangerous to practice martial arts for a while.”

“Would you please tell that to the master and the other instructors? Tell them that I’m not playing because I want to play.”

“… … .”

For a moment, Seo Jae-pil looked at the serious face of the world. He smiled and said.

“For now, I’ll make sure to pass it on. Well, I don’t know if the Lord will listen to it though.”

“Tsk.”

Somehow, it seemed like that old man wouldn’t accept it, so Ichimoku lightly clicked his tongue.

‘It was a chance to legally cheat.’

Seo Jae-pil also gave Ilmok, who was feeling sorry, tea that was good for his mental and physical stability and alcohol for disinfection.

“Thank you.”

Ilmok took care of the two and left the infirmary. After Ilmok had completely left, Seo Jae-pil smiled brightly and began reading the counseling log again.

“Hahaha. You were so perfect at such a young age, I wondered if you were even a human. Who would have thought that even Confucius had areas of ignorance.”

Seo Jae-pil knew.

The fact that Sohong was not an assassin targeting Ilmok. Her actions were intended to seduce Ilmok.

Just looking at the story that was laid out, it was obvious that it was a fabrication, and the information was not limited to that.

Because Seo Jae-pil had already begun consulting with not only the instructors but also the officials, he was able to hear various rumors.

According to such rumors and information, Sohong was not the only woman who showed interest in Ilmok. However, Ilmok seemed completely unaware of this fact.

“Hmm. All the instructors know that Confucius is a womanizer. This is also a truly amazing phenomenon.”

How did this phenomenon come about? As a member of the National Assembly, Seo Jae-pil was always curious.

Seo Jae-pil, who had come up with a new research topic and written it down in his journal, took out all the journal entries containing his consultations with Ilmok and read them from the beginning.

And as a member of the Jeongsimwon, he was able to logically infer why Ilmok did not notice the woman’s kindness.

“Hmm. Maybe, it could be that the things Confucius has experienced so far and the side effects of the Talhonmujeonggeom have come together to make this happen.”

Ilmok has faced countless threats to his life.

Now, Cheonma, who had become his master, even held a knife to his neck under the pretext of testing him, and Wei Jin-hak, who had gone berserk, even tried to kill him.

There was an incident where an assassin came at night, and Jang-Hwi, who was supposed to be his bodyguard, targeted him.

After entering the Magic Hall, he drifted into Dohwaryeong and was almost killed by the demons, and was also attacked by the outraged Chu Il-hwan and Jeong Gyu-seok.

And all of this happened in just a year and a half.

Even without this, there are incidents that would be enough to cause distrust in humans, and on top of that, the side effect of the Talhonmujeonggeom is that it aims for perfection, so it is inevitable that all situations will be viewed with suspicion.

“Surely, Confucius finds it difficult to trust people.”

Seo Jae-pil nodded and muttered with confidence, but there was a slight misunderstanding here.

Even before he learned the Talhonmujeonggeom, Ilmok did not trust anyone here.

Because I thought they were all pseudo-religious fanatics and psychopaths.

Well, there were some people I had been with for a long time and became close to, but it felt a little different.

Rather than feeling like a precious friend or family member that I can open my heart to.

‘He’s crazy, but he’s still a good kid.’

‘It’s fake, but I guess that’s the environment. Poor guy.’

It was close to this feeling.

Likewise, although he is a madman, his medical skills seem useful. This is the case of Seo Jae-pil.

His eyes were shining as he added something to the record of his consultation with Ilmok.

He had no intention of telling Ilmok what he had realized. That Sohong’s purpose was not assassination.

There is also the inference that Ilmok’s distrust of humans may be due to past experiences and the side effects of magic.

Even the fact that the instructors misunderstand him as a lecher.

‘Hahaha. Where else can you find an experimental case like this?’

It was Seo Jae-pil, playing with his brush with madness in his eyes.

* * *

Around the afternoon of the next day.

After dinner, the officers were moving around to do their own club activities. And the instructors in charge of managing the clubs were no different.

Instructor Eun-ryeo headed to the empty lot officially assigned to the drama club and approached a woman who had arrived there alone.

“Jeong Gwan Do.”

“Yes, Instructor.”

Eun-ryeo had to somehow hold back her sighs at the pitiful sight of her answering in a crawling voice.

It’s a sigh of pity, but if it were that child, it could be misunderstood in a negative sense.

“I got a call from Representative Seo Jae-pil, so go to the infirmary right now. He said it was your turn for the consultation.”

At Instructor Eun-ryeo’s words, Jeong-hyeon’s face brightened.

Because I no longer needed to hang out with those overly bright people from the drama club, even if only for a little while.

“Well, then, I’ll go first.”

“Okay. Take care on your way back.”

Instructor Eun-ryeo’s expression, which had been watching the back of Jeong-hyeon walking slowly with a much brighter attitude, belatedly crumpled.

‘How shameless of you to leave such a pitiful child behind.’

As I was looking at Jeong-Hyeon’s pitiful appearance, I naturally became angry at Ichimoku.

And that anger led to thoughts directed at someone else again.

‘Even the junior instructor doesn’t have much of an eye for men.’

Eun-ryeo could not have imagined that, as an instructor, she would be so blatant in her criticism of Ilmok.

Honestly, I didn’t understand it easily.

It is already a well-known fact that Ichimoku has outstanding talent. Furthermore, as a disciple of the Supreme Being, his status is also outstanding. On top of that, he is also handsome, so there are many factors that make one feel like him.

but.

‘What on earth is so great about such a lecher?’

Eun-ryeo could not understand the sight of so many women flocking to one man, and the attitude of Il-mok ignoring the women’s conflict.

‘Still, I’m glad that I haven’t heard any rumors today, as it seems like they’re taking my advice seriously.’

It was disgusting to see the poor woman grow even more here.

If the number of poor people continued to increase, Instructor Eun-ryeo would not be able to tolerate it.

If this continued, his side effects would run wild.

* * *

“Hehehe. Welcome. Your name is Jeong-Hyeon, right?”

Seo Jae-pil smiled kindly and greeted Jeong-hyeon, who was not even taking a step closer to the entrance.

“Hey, is it okay if I come here for consultation?”

It may have seemed like an absurd question at first glance, but Seo Jae-pil readily accepted it.

“That’s fine, haha. Just in case, I left a chair by the entrance, so please sit on it.”

This was because I had heard the story about Jeong-Hyeon from Instructor Eun-Ryeo several times.

“The magic you’re learning is the Ghostly Shrine, and the side effect is the development of excessive senses?”

“Yes… That’s why, even if a person gets a little too close, they get startled and become nervous and anxious.”

“Hmm.”

Unlike when he was dealing with Ilmok, Seo Jae-pil, who had a somewhat calm expression, asked in a tone that reassured the other person.

“If you do that, will it make people uncomfortable?”

“Ah, um… it’s uncomfortable, but, uh, it’s not uncomfortable.”

Even though I thought he was talking nonsense, he smiled kindly.

“Could you elaborate a little more?”

“Um… . I, I get scared and anxious when people come near me. But, I, I still want to get to know people…”

By the time he finally said the words, “I want to,” Jeong-Hyeon was blushing and lowering his head as if he had confessed.

‘Wow. Interesting. Is this another problem that is occurring in a row due to the side effects? Just like how the side effects of the Talhonmujeonggeom and the experiences from before caused the distrust of humans.’

While Jeong-hyeon lowered his head, Seo Jae-pil, whose eyes sparkled with intellectual curiosity, quickly calmed down and asked softly.

“If possible, Jeong-Hyeon Gwan-Do would like to socialize with people.”

Jeong Hyeon nodded slightly at Seo Jae Pil’s question.

“I, I don’t know if I can do it….”

“Hahaha. Aren’t you still participating in the drama club activities?”

“Oh, that’s a little bit…”

“Hmm. Is there anyone in the club you don’t like?”

“It’s not that I don’t like it, but it’s, uh, a little burdensome…”

“Hmm. Which behavior of which official do you find the most burdensome?”

Seo Jae-pil added, seeing that Jeong-hyeon looked somewhat embarrassed.

“Ah. If you’re worried about people gossiping about you, you don’t have to say their names.”

“T, rather than that, it’s just… I don’t think there’s anyone who doesn’t feel burdened.”

“… I know it’s a bit embarrassing to say this, but if it’s burdensome to everyone, why do you insist on staying there?”

Jeong-Hyeon answered with his head bowed deeply.

“Well, if you move to another club, you’ll stand out.”

“You don’t want to stand out, so you just sit there and endure it?”

“yes….”

Seo Jae-pil began to understand Eun-ryeo a little.

‘Certainly, you have a great talent for eliciting sympathy.’

It was enough to make even an ordinary person like herself feel a little sorry for him, so it seemed unnecessary to even mention Eun-ryeo, who was suffering from side effects.

“Hmm. If it’s too uncomfortable, I’ll tell you in a bit so you can move the club.”

“Okay, it’s okay!”

It was Jeong-Hyeon who suddenly raised his head in surprise and shouted.

“Th, then, uh, I’m a nuisance to Instructor Eun-ryeo… The other clubs are also full of awkward people, so it’s just as uncomfortable… And I’m, I’m getting used to it little by little, so it’s, uh, okay.”

“Are you adapting?”

Seo Jae-pil almost accidentally asked back in a tone that showed he had no faith at all. As a member of the National Assembly, Jeong Sim-won, he barely managed to hold back from showing an attitude that he absolutely could not display.

“Yes… In order to overcome the side effects of the Ghost Shrine and get along with people, I have to adapt…”

Seo Jae-pil smiled brightly at Jeong-hyeon’s response.

“It’s a good mindset.”

After that, the consultation continued for a while. As if he had adapted to Seo Jae-pil even just a little bit, Jeong-hyeon’s speech, which had been stammering, had become a little more stable.

Seo Jae-pil asked for the last time.

“If so, is there anyone in the Magic Hall that you would like to be with?”

“This is Instructor Eunryeo. Ha, because you always take care of me, I feel the most comfortable.”

“Is there anything else?”

Jeong Hyeon, who seemed to be pondering something in response to Seo Jae Pil’s question, suddenly lowered his head and answered.

“Hey, I want to be with you, Ichimoku Gwando too.”

Seo Jae-pil didn’t miss it. Just before he lowered his head, Jeong-hyeon’s face turned red.

No, I could tell just by looking at the ears that were visible through the hair. They were bright red, as if they would burn at any moment.

Seo Jae-pil had a hard time holding back the corners of his mouth from rising.

It wasn’t because Jeong-Hyeon’s innocent appearance was cute.

‘As expected! Humans are fun!’

The desire to research was bursting out like an active volcano.

* * *

Immediately after finishing consulting with several officers, Instructor Sohong came to the infirmary.

“Welcome, Instructor Sohong.”

“Nice to meet you, Representative Seo Jae-pil.”

She was also someone who had only recently been elected as an instructor, so she was someone I had to start counseling with from the beginning.

‘You said you were in love with Confucius Ilmok, right? This could also be a symptom related to the magic she learned.’

Congressman Seo Jae-pil, recalling information about her, asked directly with a soft smile.

“Is it possible that the side effect of the magic you’re learning is making you feel sexually attracted to younger men?”

“… … .”

When asked if he was a pedophile, So-Hong’s face immediately distorted.