Return of the 10th Circle Archmage

squeaky.

“Hey, Chan-gyu, it’s been a while.”

The door opened and a man in a suit came in.

“Junhyuk, it’s been a while since you were there.”

He was Kwon Ki-seong, a high school classmate.

"okay. A long time."

I nodded to the guy and said so, and Chan-gyu didn't respond to his greeting and just stared at him.

'Honestly, I didn't have a big grudge against that guy...'

At the beginning of the semester, we had a lot of quarrels, but I thought I was too tough, so I avoided me and bullied other guys.

So, later on, I didn't have much of a fight with him.

“Chankyu. How many years is this? It’s been 16 years?”

In fact, Chan-gyu had never attended a reunion, except for last year's reunion, which I attended.

‘Because Chan-gyu is originally a hermit type…….’

Can you say hikikomori?

He said that before I returned to Earth, I traveled alone every day with almost no friends.

I eat alone, I play games alone, I write by myself...

Anyway, I like to be alone, so I was always alone, and at the class reunion last year, I joined because of me.

Kwon Ki-sung holds out his dark hand and greets Chan-gyu.

“Am I not very happy?”

Chan-gyu stared blankly at the outstretched hand and spit it out.

"Oh yeah? Hahaha. I get it."

At this point, the guy shook his hand and tapped Chan-gyu's shoulder once.

“Hey, it’s been a while since I’ve seen friends, but what are you talking about? If you have had any bad feelings for me in the past, let them all go. In the past, I was sorry.”

"friend?"

Chan-gyu asked like that with an absurd expression and then again.

“What are you sorry for?”

he asked.

“·················ogue.”

As Chan-gyu quarreled and listened, his face hardened and his expression changed to a slightly thick expression.

“Quick … ….”

I ate popcorn by myself, watching the two of them fight from afar.

“I just want to apologize if I offended you when I pranked you before.”

"okay? Then apologize now.”

“·················ogue.”

Chan-gyu poured an onslaught of attacks, finding points to attack from the words he lightly spat out.

“·················ogue.”Kwon Ki-seong looked at Chan-gyu with an expression of wanting to beat him, but he couldn't make a fist.

The three of us were now adults, and everyone knew what would happen if an adult swung his fists at others.

‘Like the old days, the age of seeing solutions through fistfights between friends is over...’

If you still get distracted and swing your fists recklessly, you will not only go to the police station, but your criminal record will follow you like a tag for the rest of your life, and you will not be able to get a job.

It was the same for Kwon Ki-sung, who was almost always in a simple labor position.

"Phew······."

In the end, Kwon Ki-seong took a deep breath and bowed his head to Chan-gyu.

“I don’t know what made you angry, but I’m really sorry.”

Kwon Ki-sung seemed to be apologizing, killing his pride as much as possible in his own way.

When I looked at the back of the guy with a very curved back, I could feel that it was definitely different from his old look.

'I didn't do that in the past...'

If it was like the old days, he wouldn't even look back and would have flew right away from his fist.

However, I could see him trembling at Chan-gyu's request for an apology, forcing himself to endure his anger and apologizing.

"huh."

Chan-gyu didn't like the guy's apology very much, so he snorted his nose without replying.

‘It seems Chan-gyu has accumulated a lot of things…’

The person who was bullied doesn't remember well, but the person who was bullied remembers the incident vividly even after 10 or 20 years have passed.

‘Even Ki-sung would never have imagined that the situation would turn 180 degrees like this...’

When I was in school, both Chankyu and Nana were poor, so I became a target for other friends.

In particular, Chan-gyu has an introverted and kind personality, and the children especially struggled with it.

‘Kwon Ki-seong was one of them…’

When Chan-gyu brought MP3s to school, he borrowed them in the morning and at the end of class he pretended to have forgotten and stole Chan-kyu's MP3s.

-Oh, what to do with what I lost, you fucking pig! If you screw it up, I'll sue you!

- How much do you eat X? Don't be petty with your friends and get away!!

We were all the same students back then, and since we were teenagers, there was no such thing as law.

Even if I took someone else's stuff and hid it secretly, I couldn't sue, and even worse, I couldn't even tell the teacher.

However.

'After all, it's a day like this...'

So life is fun.

Because there is always a reversal.

Just because someone can't leave now, there's no guarantee that they won't be able to leave later.

‘Because God created the world that way.’

I was one of the closest beings to the realm of the Creator. So I knew more of the secrets of the world than people knew about me.

I just don't express it.

Anyway, regardless of whether Chan-gyu was greeted or not, Kwon Ki-sung continued to complain to Chan-kyu.

“Chankyu. Are you saying that your Matop group has entered the telecommunication industry this time? Congratulations."

At Kwon Ki-sung's words, Chan-gyu was still glaring at him with a sullen face.

“Why are you suddenly congratulating me when Matop Communications is launched? Go to the president of Matthew Tower and tell him about it!”

Chan-gyu talked about Yoo Jin-kwang without hesitation because he had the elder Jin-kwang Yoo, the president of the tower.

“·················ogue.”

Seeing Chan-gyu like that, Kwon Ki-seong also began to complain more actively if he felt something.

“Chankyu. These days, as Matop Telecom absorbs other telecommunication companies, all the agencies and dealers under it are dying..."

He was talking to Chan-gyu, but since I was next to him, he was telling me to listen to me openly.

'Pop...'

I just rolled up the corners of his mouth and watched carefully how Chan-gyu would come out.

"huh!"

Anyway, Chan-gyu didn't listen to him properly, he heard it with one ear and let it go with the other.

However, Kwon Ki-sung's purpose was not for Chan-gyu, but for me, so he continued to explain diligently by telling me to look and listen.

I was immersed in thought as I looked at Kwon Ki-seong, who looked desperate.

'Because I'm using only the existing network, not the magic network, to open the three existing telecommunication companies.'

Now that the three carriers are mine, no one can interfere, whether I run it with my feet or my hands.

‘Anyway, I have no desire to develop three telecom companies.’

Using the three telecommunication companies, they only played a role in keeping the existing network alive until various budget phone companies grow stably.

However, after listening to Ki-Sung Kwon’s explanation, he was not a directly managed store or an agency, but a ‘sales store’, the lowest rank of the telecommunication company pyramid.

‘Because the retailer does not have a separate computer for the mobile operator, it does not have the authority to open, and cannot see tasks such as change or cancellation.’

It was simply taking margins on handset sales.

On the other hand, the agency receives a commission of 4-7% from the mobile operator according to the subscriber plan.

For example, if the A1 store under the A1 dealer sells a mobile phone to a new subscriber using a 40,000 won rate plan, the 2,800 won will drop to the dealer rather than the dealer every month.

'It's a small amount of money for one person, but an agency with 100,000 or 200,000 subscribers can receive 280 million won to 560 million won each month...'

Because the agency with many dealerships under it is ultimately ‘A’, the dealership had to pretend to die if the agency dies.

but

‘Now, without Gap and Eul, Ma Tower has become Gap of Super Gap.’

When the head office, directly managed stores, agencies, and sellers were measuring acorns among themselves, I overturned the board and made a new one.

It was a new equal world with the ‘Matoap’ as the pinnacle.

'Now there is no one who has the upper hand, and there is no longer any collusion between several people to set the price at will.'

I mean, I wouldn't lend the network to them. So the guys currently borrowing the magic net were competing fairly in a fair environment.

However.

‘Again, the sales and agencies of the three telecommunication companies don’t even have soup…’

If you lend the magic network even to them, the budget phone companies will be at a very disadvantage.

I was planning to take care of the existing budget phone companies first, and then take care of the dealerships of the three telecommunication companies, except for the excellent points that were good to customers.

but

'That guy must have come to see me like this because the light on his foot fell...'

Perhaps, after paying off a lot of debt without taking measures in a good place, I dreamed of a rosy future...

It didn't work out the way he wanted, and in the end we appeared.

‘Whether or not to lend the net is left to Chan-gyu’s choice.’

Actually, taking care of a dealership was easier for me than turning my palms over... No, it was easier than breathing.After all, Mt. Tower was designed by me from the beginning, and it was a group that I made more than 90% of.

Jin-Kwang Yoo, Tae-Jin Park, and many others helped, but in the end my magical abilities played a decisive role in forming our group.

“What if I die? Then why don't we just die?"

“·················ogue.”

Chan-gyu spit at Kwon Ki-seong, who was earnestly ejaculating with a dark face, and shouted.

“How are you everyday? When guests come, they will rip you off, and they will rip you off on equipment and rate plans, regardless of the disabled or their parents! uh? Am I wrong?”

“·················ogue.”

Before Ki-Sung Kwon came in, Chan-Gyu pushed Kwon Ki-Sung with his fluent speech, whether he had searched for information on dealerships on his smartphone.

“Because of that, I didn’t get blacklisted and the Magic Network was pushed to the bottom of the list! am i wrong? If I'm wrong, please tell me."

“Chankyu-ya…….”

“Don’t keep calling me by my name. It’s hot.”

Chan-gyu lacks agility in the first encounter, but he showed a good appearance when dealing with the enemy by diligently preparing like this.

'In the meantime, he's been thinking a lot about how to destroy Kwon Ki-seong...'

I nodded my head as I looked closely at Chan-gyu from behind the two of them.

Chan-gyu, who had almost all the wins... No, Chan-gyu, who had the victory from the beginning, did not let go of the initiative and continued to shoot and grind.

“And, are you and I supposed to be asking each other like this?”

“·················ogue.”

Chan-gyu began to vomit out the anger he had suffered from him in the past with a voice that sounded like he was burning a jakdu.

“Don’t you remember that you sat in the back seat of me back in the day, secretly touched the back of my head because you couldn’t see me, threw eraser powder, and stabbed me in the back with a ballpoint pen???”

"I'm sorry······."

Kwon Ki-sung's apology.

“What are you sorry for? Are you sorry that you can't remember what you did wrong like before? Or are you saying that you have done so many wrongs to me that you are sorry that you cannot single out one?”

“I was wrong. Please forgive."

dump.

And Kwon Ki-seong got up from his seat and knelt toward Chan-gyu and ejaculated.

“Please, I did everything wrong in the past, so feel free to hit me until you feel free. However······."

As he knelt down on his knees and begged Chan-gyu, he did not lose his purpose in coming here until the end.

“Can you please give me permission to open the magic communication network to my dealership?”

“This dog is...!”

In the end, Chan-gyu, whose temper was stretched out, put his hand in his right pocket.

“Is this guy really crazy? Why do you keep telling me that!”

Whoops!

In the end, Chan-gyu took something he had prepared from his pocket and threw it on his face.

"Ahh!"

Ki-sung Kwon, who was hit by an object that Chan-gyu had thrown, wrapped his face around him and fell to the ground.

I clicked his tongue when I saw the remnants of it (?) that Chan-gyu had thrown at him.

‘When did you prepare all those things again?’

What Chan-gyu threw at Kwon Ki-seong was a bundle of eraser powder.

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