Change Your Life with the USB from the Future!

Chapter 140

Episode 140 The Raid (2)

“No, he said, ‘Well, the teacher is not a mother, so why is she nagging so much? In her early thirties, she told the bachelor that she was neither a father nor a mother… It was ridiculous.”

As the man smiled and spoke, the people around him looked at him with interesting expressions. Maybe it was because everyone had anecdotes with hostile and uncooperative students, and I wondered how the guy resolved the problems with the students.

“So what did you do?”

One of the instructors asked. As if waiting for the man to say it, he grinned and opened his mouth.

“Well, he came out like that, so I used my own method.”

“How?”

“I simply contacted the parents of the students and gave a 3-hour non-stop lecture. what… After doing that a few times, I managed to follow along.”

As the man spoke with a humorous expression, people looked at the man with a grin. It was probably because the method the man said was difficult to use without suffering some of his own fatigue.

“You must be tired.”

Let one of the instructors who was listening to him speak.

“Whatever it was. But in reality, that’s not all we can do.”

The man replied with a sly smile. Then the people around them nodded their heads. As the man said, when there is a problem between the instructor and the student, there are not many ways to solve it.

In fact, ideally, it would be best for an enthusiastic instructor to guide a wandering student, but that was only when things were going well.

'Sometimes, the instructors are hostile for strange reasons.'

So, if the severity is weak, the instructor will take care of it, but if the severity is severe, the instructor has only two options.

Either the student was sent out, or the instructor himself left the academy.

‘Most of them let the students out.’

It looked cruel, but it was unavoidable.

If we didn't do it, students, instructors, and academies could suffer.

“By the way, he was cute. uh, one more time... .”

After finishing the story he had been telling before, he began to unravel another story.

I looked at it and slowly tilted my glass.

After the class was over, a brief dinner was held.

It was because I had had a busy day for the past month, so it was necessary to organize the events of the past month with the instructors of the hermit crab academy.

Of course, sorting out what had happened for a month was something that I could do while having a meeting at the academy.

'Because most of the secret stories come out at dinner parties rather than meetings.'

Everyone was a little awkward at first. No matter how much we've been working together for the past month, most of them have only been exchanges and exchanges of greetings.

However.

“Come on, let’s all have a drink!”

As the alcohol circulated several times, people's mouths became lighter.

“Oh, I am. The original ESB lecture… .”

“In the case of the problems that will appear in this exam… .”

“The academy I was at before was well… .”

Then soon in their mouths the student who he experienced. Stories from parents and academies began to flow.

Stories that do not seem to come out well with just a meeting at the academy. As I listened to their stories, the events that took place at the academy over the past month were roughly pictured in my mind.

‘The first month seems to have gone smoothly.’It seemed to be a big thing that most of the students who come to Daechi-dong clearly imprinted in their minds that they had to study voluntarily or in a tie-dye.

‘Because the class atmosphere is easy to catch.’

But it just couldn't be more reassuring. Because Daechi-dong is also a place where people live, so we didn't know when and how the incident would happen.

Besides.

‘Once it explodes, it’s a major accident.’

As Hermit Crab Academy had not yet fully established its roots in Daechi-dong, they did not know when and where the danger would appear.

So I could never relax.

When I was organizing the past month while looking at the instructors like that.

“Master.”

Someone has spoken to me.

Looking back, it was the instructor who was talking about trouble with the student earlier. Seeing the tense instructor's face, something was strange. It was because he was the one who was leading the atmosphere with a rather cheerful tone until just a moment ago.

"Yes? Why?”

"Well… I heard a strange story from an acquaintance... .”

“… … ?”

I look at him with puzzled eyes, and he glances around. It didn't seem like a story that other people would hear.

Fortunately, the other people were all having fun talking to each other, so no one was paying attention. The man who saw that figure let out a small sigh of hers and opened his mouth slowly.

"Phew… It seems that there are strange rumors circulating in the neighborhood these days.”

Yes? rumor?

A completely absurd story came out of his mouth.

I asked him, filling his glass with wine.

“What specifically?”

Then he paused a little, then glanced at me and opened his mouth.

"Well… But that's also a bit of a nonsense... Because it's a story that the director would be offended by... .”

“It’s okay, so tell me.”

Let me say it with a smile

"that is… Rumor has it that the principal paid the school teachers and stole the test papers... Also, there is talk of the principal stealing lecturers' materials while he was at the former academy... .”

Oh, I thought I was trying so hard to talk about something…

From my acquaintances, I think I heard black propaganda about hermit crab academy.

black line.

It is a word derived from the word matador, meaning a bullfighter who lures cattle to death by stabbing them in the top of a bullfight.

Just listening to the story, I wonder if this strategy works in today's information age.

Oh, why didn't Goebbels say that? "Incitement is possible with a single sentence, but dozens of documents and evidence are needed to refute it."

The power of black propaganda could not be ignored, as a very plausible lie is sometimes more true than the truth.

“Of course, I know better than anyone that the rumors are not true. There are things I have seen and heard at this academy for a month… Still, these rumors are circulating, so I think you better be careful... .”

I nodded. If you thought it was true, you wouldn't have thought of saying this to me, the person in charge.

Seeing that, he was grateful. In a way, it must have been a difficult word to say in the relationship between the director and the instructor, but he said it to me at the risk of hearing something he didn't like.

“If that’s the case, don’t worry.”

But I didn't feel threatened or anything. Because all they can do is spread rumors.

And if that's the case.

‘Enough to cover.’

After all, there was only one criterion for parents to choose a hagwon.

'sexual'

So, as long as the students' grades were safe, they could laugh at black propaganda and pass it up.

“Director, you should be careful first... Apparently, nothing is going on with the stars on this floor.

But as someone who doesn't know what card I have, I can't help but look worried.

"Fine. If it was going to be slanderous, I wouldn't have come this far. and… .”

I glanced at him and spoke.

“Even if such a thing happens, people who are grateful like you will tell me in advance. Otherwise, I would be living my life wrong.”

However.

"Ah… .”

The answer came out of nowhere.

I glanced around and met a female instructor who was sitting in the corner of the table.

She had the look of a child who broke a glass.

“Why?”

when i ask After she hesitated for a moment, she bit her lip and she slowly opened her mouth.

“I’m… Actually, I have something to tell you.”

Yes? Why else?

"which?"

When I asked with a puzzled expression.

"that is… .”

She glances around her once, and then she opens her mouth slowly.

“That fact… I think there are some weird kids in our academy.”

* * *

‘That fact… I think there are strange kids in our academy.”

‘Are you weird kids?’

'Ah… that is… ’

What she said came out of her mouth was quite shocking.

In fact, even when the academy she had worked for before went out of business, black propaganda spread like now.

As bad rumors about the academy piled up and piled up, the parents were also shaken.

Of course, since it was an academy that was evaluated as having quite good skills, I could endure until then, but soon a decisive incident occurred.

'Some of the students appear to blur the atmosphere of the class... Also, students with poor grades started to appear. Obviously, when the children who passed the test easily passed the test when they came in, it would be as if there was no bottom... As a result, the atmosphere of the instructors is not getting better... .'

Rumors spread among students and parents, students' grades dropped, and the instructors' departure seemed to understand why the academy could not hold on for long and went out of business.

But there was one curious thing.

'Well… Then can't we just let those students go?'

Wouldn't it have been so bad if you had taken action right away when you found strange students?

‘Huh, it was. The head of the academy thought so, and sent the children away. However… Nothing changed. It's too late. Even the kids were sent out in a state of bad news, so all the students who were there left... .'When I heard her story yesterday, the first thing I thought of was that there is no end to human greed.

Although she had actually heard that even when she was attending pre-war academies, she sometimes put cuckoos in other academies and made the academy's image bad.

‘Ah, does that make sense? No, some madman throws away his grades and does that to the academy.’

Until she listened to her, she was just dismissing such a thing as an urban legend floating around among instructors.

and.

‘You didn’t like me enough to do that?’

I never thought it would happen to me.

Of course, it was true that I set the school fee at a lower amount than the average school fee in Daechi-dong, and it was also quite aggressively sucking in students.

However.

‘That means that in the past, school fees were that much burdensome.’

Anyway, one thing is for sure.

‘But I ran into one of those students yesterday at the academy. Anyway, the director, even now, to quickly count the children... .'

It was that a non-native being could have permeated my current academy.

So I had to figure out what kind of rotten mandarin oranges were and cut them out as soon as possible. Only then will the other tangerines in the box be safe.

But there was a problem.

‘I don’t know who the cuckoo is and who isn’t.’

It is impossible to know for sure who is an ally or who is an enemy. That was the biggest problem. It's like playing a minesweeper on an extreme difficulty. It felt like playing Sudoku with my eyes closed.

‘Hmm… .'

But then.

smart-

Someone knocked on the door of the principal's office.

"Come on in."

let me say

click-

The door opened and a man appeared.

That person is right there.

One of three students in class yesterday.

And it was Hwang Jeong-hyeon, one of the ‘strange students’ the female instructor spoke of.

I smiled and told him.