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Interviews are conducted in pairs, and Eunho wasn’t an exception.
In the hologram video, Eunho and another middle school student were seen entering the interview room.
Eunho, who took the qualification exam for middle school graduation, was in plain clothes.
The other student was wearing a middle school uniform.
The student seemed very nervous compared to Eunho who had a gentle expression.
‘So Eunho had his interview later than the descendants.’
The interview room beyond the screen had the traces of explosion.
It seems like the furniture were cleaned up, but the soot on the floor was visible.
There will probably be traces of energy waves and a residual scent of burning.
Anyone who applies for Eungwang High would surely take notice.
The test-taker paired with Eunho made a sharp glance at the traces just before sitting down.
Eunho’s expression remained consistent.
‘Eunho must’ve seen it, but he looks calm.’
The first question was asked to the middle school student.
The interviewer asked about the process of developing consumable items using otherworld ore, and the student answered without making major mistakes other than stuttering a few times.
Next came Eunho’s turn.
The question was based on the cover letter that he submitted.
Seeing that the question was about himself and not about factual information, he must’ve gotten a great score on his written exam.
The student paired with Eunho noticed it too and tried to hide the bitterness in his face.
Still, his answer wasn’t bad so he could still expect a pass.
‘There’s nothing special about this. Why did Hwang Jiho want to watch this together?’
Hwang Jiho looked like he was about to burst into laughter.
In contrast, Eunho on the screen remained upright and answered sincerely in a calm tone.
The interviewers nodded several times at the gentleness and intelligence that Eunho gave off.
The student paired with him also looked impressed.
At that time, the previous student council adviser and the Class Zero Reader spoke to Eunho.
— I read your self-introduction well, Student Cheon Eunha.
Why did that interviewer suddenly bring that up?
It was needless to mention since it was alluded earlier that they read his cover letter.
The answer soon came up/
— Please tell us about the “respectable hyung” that you talk about in the letter.
…Respectable hyung?
It’s not uncommon to write about a person you admire in your cover letter.
A person one respects is a reflection of their life and values.
Mentioning a person one admires in a cover letter effectively reveals what moves them, what they are influenced by, and what they aspire to be.
It was a common question, but it somehow bothered me.
Eunho replied softly.
— The hyung that I respect is perfect both internally and externally. I couldn’t explain everything about him in the limited space in the cover letter.
Since then, Eunho began to brag about his hyung.
He described him to be strong, humble, excellent, wonderful, sweet, friendly, and caring.
Someone who treasures his dongsaeng.
The listeners were at a distance and no one dared interject Eunho’s bragging that flowed like water.
I unknowingly nodded while listening to Eunho as well.
‘Eunho really treasures his hyung.’
Cheon Eunha’s hyung is Cheon Dongha, and Eunho’s hyung is Baekho-gun.
Considering the two, the bragging was greatly justified.
I often take pride in my playable characters, and I felt a little envious that I couldn’t express it proudly to strangers.
Eunho’s long bragging session also contained something about chess.
— I’m always impressed by his deep concentration and insight when he plays chess. I haven’t won a single game against him yet, but someday I want to win against him or get a stalemate at least.
Come to think of it, both Cheon Dongha and Baekho-gun are great at chess.
Eunho found the similarities between them and boastfully mentioned it.
As I listened with a nod while Eunho praised my playable characters, the time passed by quickly.
When I came back to my senses, the interviewers on the screen and the examinee looked stunned.
Those at the interview had to listen to the long hyung boasting session because they couldn’t find the right time to interject Eunho’s words.
Eunho wrapped up his remarks with the same gentle tone.
— Eungwang High has a maximum interview time of thirty minutes. The time is exhausted so that’s it for my answer. Thank you for your attention.
The interview was concluded with Eunho’s answer.
I felt like I watched Eunho make a presentation about his hyungs rather than an interview.
As soon as the hologram video playback was over, Hwang Jiho finally let his laughter loose.
“Hahahahaha! Did you hear it well? Baekho, Jo Euishin! Your dongsaeng follows you so well!”
“That’s a given, Hwangho-nim.”
Baekho-gun looked a little shy, but Eunho was proud.
He drank his tea calmly, not showing any signs of agitation.
Baekho-gun watched his dongsaeng brag about him in silence and now he reached out and patted Eunho’s head.
Because he was in his Cheon Eunha appearance, Eunho looked much younger than Baekho-gun.
“…Thanks.”
“Don’t mention it. I know you’re not a man of a lot of words, Baekho hyungnim. So I’ll express more of my respect and appreciation.”
Is this why Hwang Jiho asked to watch it with Baekho-gun?
The interview video seemed to deepen the friendship between the tigers.
I don’t know why Hwang Jiho laughed so hard at this heartwarming event.
Was it because he was glad to see the brothers?
While I was thinking about it, Eunho suddenly looked at me.
The other tigers followed suit.
“Don’t tell me you didn’t realize you weren’t one of the respectable hyungs, Euishin hyung?”
It took me more than a few seconds to understand Eunho’s words.
Aren’t his hyungs Cheon Dongha and Baekho-gun?
It’s natural to think that his current hyung and the hyung from the mythical age are who he’s talking about.
“Hahahaha! It’s obvious what Jo Euishin thinks. Look at his expression, Eunho!”
“Then I guess I’ll have to repeat everything to you, Euishin hyung.”
While I felt like something was wrong, Eunho started bragging about his hyung again.
The difference from the interview is that he’s mentioning my name.
Expressions of respect swirled in like a storm.
In it, I had to struggle to remain standing.
The interview time is about thirty minutes, so shouldn’t we keep this one shorter?
My expectations were immediately dashed.
“There was a time limit during the interview, but I can be relaxed saying everything here. Even before you helped me, I respected you a lot as a chess player, Euishin hyung.”
After about thirty minutes, some things unmentioned during the interview began to come out.
Eunho offered tea several times, but it was so hectic that the tea tasted unfamiliar to me.
During the storm, Olmu would bark cutely which would keep me sane, and Hwang Jiho’s occasional laughter would hit my ears.
Woof woof!
“Hahahaha!”
The night fell deeper when Eunho’s story ended, and I was already groggy by the time.
I was told to sleep in the annex because it was late, but I had no energy to refuse.
In front of me was Olmu while I took small steps to the room.
I just wanted to get out of the embarrassing stories.
As I bowed my head and stepped back, I heard a small sound behind me.
Eunho seemed to be talking to Hwang Jiho.
“Now that the exam’s over, I’m going to make that. I don’t know if Cheonshin (Heavenly God) would allow me but…”
Questions arise in my head at Eunho’s words.
I heard Eunho was a brilliant craftsman, the man behind Baekho-gun’s White Fang.
Is he making another weapon?
No, if he needs permission from Cheonshin (Heavenly God) then it’s not a weapon.
Should I turn around and ask?
I tried to continue my thoughts, but it was interrupted by Baekho-gun’s voice.
“Rest up now for today, Jo Euishin.”
I couldn’t resist when Baekho-gun and Olmu urged me.
Hwang Jiho and Eunho would’ve said the same thing.
In the end, I calmly headed to the room where I stayed last time.
***
The next day.
I went to school today as well.
Hwang Jiho said I could stay to rest if I was tired, but I ignored him because I didn’t do much compared to the last time when I didn’t sleep for days.
Before going to school, Eunho greeted me in the morning.
“Hwangho-nim, Euishin hyung. Have a great day at school.”
“Yeah, we’ll be back.”
I hesitated to say the same thing.
It would mean that I’d be heading to the tiger mansion again today.
In the end, Eunho smiled and saw me off, nodding his head without any expectation.
Strangely enough, I almost got caught in a trap and felt like I got out.
Feeling that way, we arrived at Year One Class Zero’s room.
The atmosphere in the classroom was quite dull.
“…Oh no. We were too excited about our juniors and preparing for the festival.”
Kim Yuri said anxiously as she looked at Kwon Lena who was staring at her notebook with her eyes wide open.
Next to Kwon Lena was Maeng Hyodon who had a face that looked like he was dying.
Seeing that he doesn’t answer even when he’s talked to, he must be in deep stonehead mode.
That’s because the final exam for the freshmen and sophomores is just around the corner.
In the general club, students other than the third grade were refraining from side activities.
“The final exam is coming soon… I’m worried that I’ve been neglecting studying because I’m preparing for the festival these days.”
“You can study during class. Preparations for the festival are much— euhk!”
Song TB didn’t sympathize with Saeum of April’s words at all.
If Min Geurin hadn’t slapped his back, he might’ve said something offensive.
“If you take the additional test, it would be harder to participate in the festival… Let’s study together, Hani-ah!”
“I don’t know much about the other subjects though.”
As if she couldn’t afford to be at ease, Dokgo Miro looked nervous.
As if waiting for this moment, Mok Wooram began to talk.
“I’ve been studying from time to time during breaks in my part-time job. What subject do you need help with, Lena?”
“We have a lot of subjects we take together, but there are some that we don’t, Wooram-ah.”
“Yes, that’s why I studied in advance.”
“…?”
Don’t tell me Mok Wooram self-taught himself all the subjects Kwon Lena takes!
Maybe if I had the time, I would do the same for my playable characters.
‘It’ll be fine if it’s a subject I studied in the previous world though.’
For example, the math course that Maeng Hyodon was taking.
Maeng Hyodon had his head on his desk, worrying about getting flunked.
When I saw him, I made a suggestion.
Most of the kids probably feel the same way.
“Let’s form a study group. Who wants to join in?”
The time has come to confront the huge crisis before the festival — the freshmen final exam.
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