The Academy’s Time Limit in a Novel Written by a Friend

8 – Episode 8 Academy The Law of Possession.(1)

There were some small incidents, but in the end, thanks to my superhuman patience, I was able to rise to victory without incident. I could see the morning sun.

…Actually, I feel like I’m defeated.

Should I say the feeling of kicking the victory right in front of me?

Anyway, it’s a little different from the intended direction, but by chance, I also formed an inner intimacy with a secret friend, so now it’s really time to leave for the academy.

Let’s prepare a simple breakfast in return for the night and leave, secret friend. No, Professor Cathy looked at her with strangely lingering eyes, but she pretended not to know.

They might ask if it’s okay to call her Nunna, but if you think about the cause of her death, no matter how much you think about it, it’s still difficult to be too close.

Anyway, now is the real start of academy life!

With a little bit of excitement, I first went to the dormitory.

Fortunately, I don’t have much, so I didn’t have to move my stuff, but it’s still important to look at where I’ll be living in the future.

With confident steps, I went to Room 107 in Building A.

I feel strangely excited to think that I was probably the first to arrive at this spacious dormitory.

But strangely, when I arrived in room 107, I could feel the presence of people.

It’s strange.

Originally, there are characters who enter the dormitory early in the original work, but there was only one character who entered the dormitory from the first day.

There’s no way ‘she’ is here because she’s the main character’s roommate in her original story?

After thinking for a while, I was able to come up with an answer.

No one died at the entrance ceremony, but at least one of them might want to enter early!

I am lighthearted and show myself educated by knocking on doors.

“Huh? Who are you.”

Fuck.

The voice coming from beyond the door is strangely neutral. Rather feminine.

However, you shouldn’t judge people by their voice.

Maybe just a good classmate with a voice complex might be my roommate.

“You are an early entrant to the dormitory, by any chance you too?”

“Uh, what is it? Both of the people assigned to the same room are entering early?”

“I guess so. It’s a coincidence.”

“Oh, really? I sent a text from the dorm, but I didn’t see it.”

The visit was opened without much thought.

“Nice to meet you.”

The person who appeared from beyond the door had a feminine appearance, shoulder-length black hair, and above all, a strangely expressionless and cool-looking impression, which was really similar to what I thought of her.

Still, it may be a misunderstanding.

Because there was no conclusive evidence like our Professor Cathy.

“My name is Kang Han-hee. I didn’t expect to meet my roommate already, but please take good care of me.”

No, it’s an asshole.

Academy water possessor special.

If you don’t think it’s fucking, then everything fits hahahaha.

The roommate of the main character who appears in the original work, Kang Ha-ni, a boy-dressed beautiful girl, was in front of me.

“My name is Kang So-hyun. Good luck in the future.”

Why are you, the main character and your roommate, here?

*

“Hoo-wook…!”

I immediately knew why Kang Han-hee, whose real name was Kang Han-ni, became her roommate.

No, I should say I knew it from the beginning.

Yeah, it was because no one died at the damn entrance ceremony.

-Originally, the main character and Kang Hee Kang were not planning to share the same room, but as a result of the death of many students due to the terrorist attack, they were assigned the same room.

“Hoo-wook…! Whoa…! Huh…!”

Yes, it seems that such a description appeared in the original work.

But honestly, I didn’t think much about it because it didn’t seem like an important setting.

I guess I just wanted to do a fateful and dramatic production.

But how did she know that she was originally a roommate with Kang So-hyun?

Fortunately, the setting was that she was reluctant to make friends with her because she had a secret position, and I also had no intention of actively approaching her at least right now, so we just unpacked and parted ways relatively coolly.

It was a very strange feeling to meet the second victim of fire in a place she really didn’t expect.

“aaa!!!!”

Why do you keep saying shit?

It is because I am currently performing an act most similar to the black magic allowed to mankind.

The act of giving oneself great power instead of hurting and suffering it.

Ah, yes.

It was health.

Following mountain climbing, it is the national rule of the academy water possessor.

It seemed that my weak body could not overcome the heavy pressure of the 500g dumbbell and collapsed.

“Twenty-three million…!”

It’s obvious, but the first 100,000 are just things I’ve done together, and it’s just the 23rd.

It looked like it was going to turn around.

How much trash is this body?

At first, with the intention of starting lightly, she grabbed a 5kg dumbbell and lifted it, but her shoulder almost fell off.

It was a part that made me reflect on whether I expected too much from my body, just like I had just woken up in the hospital room.

It was worth lifting up to 2kg with one hand, but my arm screamed after I moved it once or twice.

I’m afraid.

The weakness of not knowing my own limits.

It was real shit.

Considering that other supermen start with 30kg even with dumbbells, it was unreasonable to start life in the academy with my body, which had to be lifted with gasps even with only 500g dumbbells.

But as I always say, the possessor has his own way.

I had a secret plan to make this wretched body average in a short period of time of one month.

Reinforcement.

The best thing about my talent is that I don’t choose the target.

About half of the Seoncheonjingi, which had recovered sufficiently and became more massive than normal people, came out at once, but in return, I felt that the functions inside my body were strengthened.

It wasn’t particularly painful this time, probably because the excessive vitality drained away.

“Whoops.”

What I strengthened this time is resilience. It also focused on the resilience of torn muscle fibers.

In other words, it was a story that the muscles that would have stretched slowly like a pitiful body originally would recover and grow faster the more they overworked!

In addition, considering the talents and characteristics that become more proficient and stronger the more you use them, it couldn’t be a really perfect plan to train your body and talent characteristics at once.

*

“Ughhhhh…!”

I didn’t know.

Strengthening the recovery power of the muscles did not mean that the pain in the muscles did not hurt, and that in order to have sufficient effect, this beggarly sick body had to eat nutritious meals.

Fuck, you should listen to health and sports hard…!

Yes, everyone has a plausible plan.

It’s not even a gym, until you do a basic exercise and you have to go back and forth!

I think I had a fucking similar thought when I was riding a mountain a while ago, but it was very strange.

For a moment, I wondered if maybe I was just an idiot, but I couldn’t be.

It’s just that my body, which is so pitiful, can’t follow the perfect plan of my head, but I’ve often been told that I’m smart.

-A small hair is really strong.

-If you really drown in water, only your tongue will float.

-Did you think of this because you took some kind of medicine…?

Etc. Rather, I have lived listening to the praises that only geniuses can hear.

Anyway, I headed to the restaurant with a sad heart that I had to eat nutritious food.

“…What?”

However, to my surprise, the student cafeteria was not in operation, and there was a poster like this in front of the cafeteria.

The student cafeteria will be open from March 15th.

Ah, that’s right.

Coming to think of it, it would be impossible to run a restaurant just because of the number of early entrants from the first day.

Also, thinking about it, I remember that except for the full-time scholarship students, this fucking Raylan Academy probably had to buy a meal ticket to use the restaurant.

Ah, I can roughly remember all the bold events and settings, but I keep forgetting these well-thought-out settings.

hahahaha, that’s fucked up.

I searched my pockets, but quite understandably, there was no money.

My body hurts, I’m fucking tired, and my stomach is filthy hungry, but I don’t have a single penny.

Is this… Despair…?

I gave up everything and closed my eyes, and I felt the warm sunlight for the weather in March.

“Oops!”

Huh?

Turning her head, to her surprise, she saw a vision of her dearest secret friend, Professor Cathy.

Ah, maybe I was already dependent on her psychologically.

To see her figure in such a desperate situation.

Is it like this feeling when a person in distress in the desert finds an oasis with a mirage?

As I dropped to my knees, to my surprise, the illusion ran towards me.

“Is student Sohyeon okay too!?”

How much?

But is fantasy originally about touching people like this?

“Are you really Professor Cathy?”

“Then who do you think I am…?”

Uh, I don’t know why you’re here, but I lived anyway.

Why does it matter?

Perhaps it’s because the chairman hasn’t completely abandoned his interest yet.

“That boat…”

“Hungry!? It hurts so much!? Cadet Sohyeon, do you want to go to the hospital!?”

“I’m so hungry…”

“…Yes?”

It’s fucking embarrassing, but I have to live for now.

*

In fact, she has been following Kang So-hyun ever since by accident today.

I didn’t originally intend to do it this far, but it was all because of the chairman.

-You think you look like your brother?

She didn’t really think she was at first, but after hearing that, she was curiously concerned.

Even though his body is weak, the way he works hard, doesn’t care about the damage to himself and cares for others is exactly the same, and even his favorite food is the same, so now when I see him, I really think of my younger brother.

I know it’s rude, but if he were alive, he couldn’t help but see the image of his younger brother, who would have just entered the academy this year, overlap with him.

He was a hard worker.

He did not stop his efforts to overcome his weak body even though he was lagging behind others.

Even though it was an effort that started with a dumbbell that weighed 500g and could be lifted lightly by ordinary people, how could the value be the same as that of ordinary people?

– A million twenty-three!

When he did twenty-three dumbbells, he exclaimed cheerfully.

Knowing that it was a joke to relieve his depressed mood, his heart felt more open.

After that, he concentrated on exercising for several hours, rummaged through his smartphone, and started walking somewhere.

A restaurant?

He works out, so he eats something nutritious.

He understood what he was thinking, but that didn’t make any more sense.

“…I bet the restaurant isn’t open yet?”

Suddenly, a certain fact came to mind.

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Didn’t he almost get into trouble yesterday because he didn’t know the school rules well?

The moment he thought that, I closed his eyes tightly and grabbed his head, as if he was dizzy.

“Oops!”

The moment he shouted in surprise, he looked this way and made a vague expression, and soon fell to his knees.

The moment I ran to him in surprise, he looked blankly this way for a while and then said.

“I am very hungry.”

I thought it was a really big deal, but should I say it’s fortunate?

He immediately took out his smartphone and placed an order at a restaurant he knew well.

*

I lived.

Fortunately, the rice went well even though it was difficult, perhaps thanks to the strengthening resilience given by the ring.

After emptying two bowls of omurice like that, I felt like I could barely live.

It is beautiful to live.

And two bowls of omurice were more beautiful than the joy of life.

Although it has entered my stomach now, I will definitely not forget the beautiful appearance of the two gardens for the next three hours.

“Thank you very much, Professor.”

I think she said honorifics earlier, but she let go naturally, whether it was because she was really to blame or because she came to the cafeteria after leaving the academy.

“Yeah, I’m glad you ate deliciously. I thought I was about to collapse when I saw her suddenly kneeling. Do you know how heartbreaking it was?”

Suddenly, because she placed her hand on her, her eyes went to her chest, which was clearly visible through her shirt, for a second.

“How was it?”

“Yes!?”

“Why are you so surprised? I mean omurice. Is this house delicious?”

“Oh yes, omurice. Yes, omurice.”

I thought it was really fucked up.

I watched it for a short time, but I had little selfishness.

It’s real.

“Well, it was delicious, but the one the professor made last time was even more delicious.”

How are you?

I didn’t notice anything special about the possessor, so I just said it was delicious and it was over?

That doesn’t exist in my dictionary.

I was a man who could catch and say exactly what his secret friend wanted to hear.

When you see a setting that is confident in cooking, you will definitely like this kind of compliment.

Unexpectedly, however, she made a slightly surprised expression and smiled bitterly.

“Actually, this is my brother’s favorite restaurant, so when I’m busy, I always eat omurice here.”

“Oh, yes.”

Fuck.

The possessor has no special notice.

That seems right.

“He also said that my sister’s omurice was better.”

Fucked.

I don’t really cry, but I didn’t feel very happy because I said something similar at a store where I had memories with my younger brother.

“…They really look alike.”

The eyes looking at me seemed a little sad, but I tried to look away.

You’re saying you don’t intend to get close to the professor that much yet?