Eungwang High undoubtedly gathered the best and most outstanding financial resources in Korea.
Was it because there were many students and staff that harbored strong and unique abilities?
There were many myths in this prestigious high school.
‘There are cases in which the reality is neither a ghost story nor anything like the red lightning incident of the Red Tiger, as well as the disappearance of an illegally-enrolled student.’
Numerous ghost stories circulated around the campus, though their authenticity was never proven.
‘If an informant on the likes of Moon Sae-ron decided to investigate, the truth may be revealed.’
However, Moon Sae-ron, who was curious about all kinds of things, was afraid of such ghost stories, and there were very few geeks who would try to dig into them for no reason at all.
“There were a lot of ghost stories when I was still in high school. Among them, there was a ghost story that kept me interested, and it seems that the rumor is still circulating.”
Seong Guk-eon unfolded the device’s hologram.
What appeared on the hologram was an article about a Eungwang High ghost story that I had written. It was an article that introduced numerous myths.
Among them, the highlighted sequence caught my eye.
[The student council and the leadership team form a secret society and conduct a mysterious ceremony by sacrificing a live animal.]
[On a moonless night, all the hiking trails of Cheoniksan led to the Gwimun Gate.]
‘What’s the meaning of these two myths?’
Sung Siwan, who was sitting next to me and looking at the hologram, said something.
“Oh, I’ve heard of these two! You said that if he told me, he would have noticed…”
“Ha ha ha! Yeah, how about Siwan and Eushin getting to know each other…”
My doubts grew even more upon hearing Guk-eon’s words.
‘What’s your intention? These myths didn’t come out of nowhere. It was a joke from a long time ago. Why are you asking this now?’
Seong Guk-eon had made a strange request to high school students, yet that wasn’t the only strange thing.
Jeon Moo-young sat next to Seong Guk-eon and watched the situation with an expressionless face.
It was not unusual for him to be quiet. However…
‘Jean Moo-young isn’t interjecting. Why’s that?’
Seong Guk-eon and Jeon Moo-young were also my playable characters. Because of this, I knew a bit about their personalities.
When Seong Guk-eon uttered nonsense, it was normal for Moo-young to stop him.
It was strange that lawmaker Seong Guk-eon didn’t stop him from holding on to his juniors and cousins, and asking them to investigate ghost stories.
‘These two want Sung Siwan and I to investigate that ghost story together.’
And so, it was concluded.
I didn’t know what these myths even meant.
‘These two never moved in vain until they died. I don’t want to interfere with whatever plans they’re cooking up.’
Instead, it would be better to cooperate with them and gain their trust. I might even find out their intentions during the investigation itself.
“Yes, I’ll find it out.”
“I also… I didn’t know that he was interested in ghost stories.”
After my words, Sung Siwan said that he knew, and Seong Guk-eon looked at the two of us with a satisfied expression.
And so, I added a word.
“Instead, there’s a condition.”
“Conditions?”
“Using Jin people or descendants… No, it’s okay to borrow power, but you shouldn’t get them to pay attention to this ghost story.”
It sounded like it was okay to use the faction or descendants in order to gather information.
The words omitted from the context would be just that.
“Yeah? Oh, there were descendants of the dragon clan in the student council. I know that if Junyeol takes this the wrong way, he’d get killed by the master dragon and the king of red flame, hahaha!”
The kindhearted Sung Siwan didn’t seem to have any doubts about what his esteemed cousin had said.
‘Seong Guk-eon does not believe in the Jun family, nor its descendants.’
Just like the last time, I tried to thoroughly check whether I was part of the Jin clan or a descendant.
It was clear that there was a cause for the deep-rooted distrust of Seong Guk-eon.
It would be good if we could find out why he didn’t trust the Jin faction through the investigation of this ghost story.
My dorm room after dinner.
Investigating ghost stories was also an investigation in itself, but there was one problem that I had to solve.
‘I shared it with my classmates today, and yet there is still a lot left.’
Moon rabbit rice cake gift set boxes were piled up all over the living room.
In this case, I ended up eating rice cakes for all three meals.
‘In this case, I think it would be difficult to eat alone.’
First of all, I left out all the rice cakes with surichi that Ok To-yeon liked.
Surichwitteok, Surichugaepitteok, Surichwiinjeolmi, Adapted Chajoinjeolmi…
There ended up being more rice cakes with suricihi than I had initially thought, so it would definitely take a long time to eat them all.
‘It’s a rice cake that Ok To-yeon also likes, so let’s eat it and leave an impression. Even if you can’t eat it all, you still have to show some sincerity.’
The rest of the cakes had to be given away.
‘The first thing that comes to mind is…’
Of course, it was a snare.
Seeing the white slices with cherry blossom petal-shaped flowers reminded me of one. Even if the snare hadn’t forgiven me yet, I wanted to give her a present.
‘What if I don’t accept it? What if you don’t like rice cakes? Then, what if I get even angrier?’
I felt worried about the reaction, but after thinking about it for a long time, I decided to give a present anyway.
The most well-packaged boxes were selected and assigned to the snare. The next thing that came to mind was Baekho.
‘I also want to say thank you to Baekho-kun.’
Baekho-gun, who gave me advice on the Sangboshimgeumpa at the Union Office. Not only did he give me worthwhile advice, but he also helped me build my proficiency.
‘It’s a little disgraceful that I couldn’t play a match in Dalian, and I didn’t even play a chess opponent because I was tired.’
There were many names that came to mind, even after deciding on the gift of the white divine beast, as well as the tiger.
After that, I thought of Yoo Sang-hee, who had saved Jeok-ho.
In the game, the description that Yoo Sang-hee liked fruits came to mind.
‘After Yoo Sang-hoon died, he didn’t eat well. In the game, Do Won-woo always had a fruit gift set in the student council room.’
I left out the box containing the fruit glutinous rice cake, as well as fresh fruit rice cake that she seemed to like.
‘Who should I give next?’
Joo Soo-hyeok, who guided me around the ship of Cymopoleia.
Jang Nam-wook, who died of grass because he could not be active in a boat party incident.
Toshifu suffered from seasickness and family affairs.
Unfortunately, Park Seung-hyeon could not meet since it was currently the finals of the chess tournament.
There was a group of Year 2 Class 0 who had come to cheer at the chess tournament.
Sung Siwan, who took care of me whenever there was a snack left within the Jiikhoe.
The box quickly dwindled as I decided who to give the moon rabbit cakes to as a token of either gratitude or encouragement.
‘The rest should be shared with our class and the people in the newspaper club.’
When I finished my work and tried to head to bed earlier than usual…
Ding dong!
A message had arrived on the device.
The caller was Kim Yuri.
[Kim Yuri] (Photo)
[Kim Yuri] These are the pictures I took today! I just finished editing! ヽ(^o^)ノ!
There was a group photo of Green and I.
Cooking class had apparently continued after we left. It was the photo taken after dinner.
In the message sent by Kim Yuri, several photos of everyone in Class 0 were attached.
There was also a photo of Hwang Jiho’s journey.
‘What was Hwang Jiho thinking?’
There was also a photo of them participating in the dinner cooking, each holding their own dishes.
While most of them held a plate of lasagna, spaghetti and meatballs were visible, Hwang Jiho was holding a Sinseonro.
‘Still, it suits the taste of the children.’
Looking at the following photo, Sinseonro seemed to be the first to go out.
In particular, it was noticeable that Han Yi was eating deliciously while disassembled.
Even though Hwang Jiho wasn’t filmed, his laughter echoed within the picture.
[Kim Yuri] Let’s have dinner together next time!
[Kim Yuri] I’ll take macarons for breakfast! Then, see you tomorrow ヽ(^o^)ノ
At the end of the message, Kim Yuri attached a photo of macarons made for dessert.
There was nothing particularly strange about the attached messages. He only showed the side of a good class leader who behaved brightly and took care of other children, as per usual.
‘You must be very anxious.’
Thinking of her alone in a house with no one around made me feel uncomfortable.
After completing all the weekday schedules…
It was Saturday when we decided to visit the Eternal Lake Team Building.
Sinwol-dong, Yangcheon-gu, Seoul, Lake Park in West Seoul.
On the other side of the central lake, I saw a building that seemed to have an exterior constructed out of foreign metal.
“Wow! The lake and the buildings all look pretty!”
“You should take a picture!”
“Isn’t that the Eternal Lake team building, the one you can see in the distance?”
“I want to go quickly!”
“Oh, wait a minute.”
Last night, Kwon Jae-in left a message telling me to contact him once I arrived in front of the central lake.
I apologized to the others before I sent another message.
[I] Arrived in front of the lake. I’ll send you a message when I get to the front of the team building.
Ding dong.
Her reply came right away.
[Kwon Jae-in] No, don’t come.
Huh? Don’t come?
Did that mean all of us should come back?
‘Kwon Lena must be disappointed.’
Didn’t Kwon Jae-in want to see her? Or did something happen to make her unable to?
At that, another message arrived for me.
[Kwon Jae-in] I’m standing there right now.
What did that even mean?
This woman seemed to have a talent for making people feel dazed with just a few words.
“Hmm.”
Then, with twinkling eyes, Hwang Jiho looked at the sky and lake once.
It was ominous to see this man with his shining eyes/
Paaah-!
The landscape suddenly turned dark.
Looking around, Lee Neung-pa took on a dark color and began to envelop the entire lake park.
“Uh, uh… What?”
“Legendary!”
Jared Lee stood at the source of the power.
He spread his powers extensively, letting it cover the sky.
‘This is the power of Jared Lee, who scouted in ‘The Oath of the Three Knights’ when he was a teenager!’
As West Seoul Lake Park eventually fell into darkness, a beam of light opened up from somewhere.
The intense, blue light was directed to the center of the central lake.
“Who’s over there?”
“It’s Kwon Jae-in!”
“Wow! Is she standing on the water?”
“Are you using your skills right now? Or is it the effect of protection? Is it Gwanglim?!”
“What. What is happening now?”
This was a central lake of about 18,000 square meters, along with forty-one sound fountains. Above the lake where the background and lighting changed like a stage was Kwon Jae-in in a blue, mermaid-like dress.
Her eyes were closed as she drew a bow over the strings of a violin.
Whoa-!
The melody began to spread throughout the park as she played.
In response to the tone, the sound fountains were activated in unison.
The children who had been talking until now felt overwhelmed by the sound, eventually shutting their mouths.
‘It’s even better than the last time I heard it!’
About halfway through the song, Kwon Jae-in took a step toward the top of the lake.
In accordance with her steps, the flow of the psychic wave changed, and the particles of light spread out.
‘It’s Gwanglim.’
Kwon Jae-in’s Gwanglim, ‘The Spirit of Sleep ((謠詠)).’
It was the Gwanglim that created a lake and created a miracle during the attack on Manchester’s great world.
It was an abstract fraudulent ability that sleep-sang in response to her playing and her abilities.
That huge light was being used to direct the performance.
‘I prepared a present for my dear one, who had suffered for a long time, as well as the friends who have come to visit.’
It was the first time I had ever seen such a waste of wild forests and abilities live, as well as the abilities Jared Lee used.
‘I did this, but didn’t anyone stop me?’
Rather, it seemed that the team members, who were performance experts, were supporting Kwon Jae-in with all their might.
Eventually, when the performance was over, the light dissipated, leaving behind a dream-like memory.
‘It was a great performance, but it was a bit harsh. Maybe the kids will think it’s weird.’
Hwang Jiho, though.
What if other kids, especially Kwon Lena, found it strange>
However, my worries ended up being in the wrong.
“What can I do… So, so cool…! I should’ve taken it with my device camera! You’re also Kwon Jae-in!”
Even after the performance was over, the children were still mesmerized.
In the meantime, Kwon Lena spoke in a voice that was full of emotion.
In the eyes of Kwon Jae-in’s fans, such a trip seemed to be just a cool and kind type of person, much like Kwon Jae-in.
