The Villain Professor of Heroes

69 – Unstoppable Bobimchung (1)

“Did Song Do-yoon say that?”

“Yes. He asked me through student Minha.”

Smoking area in front of the lecture hall.

Before starting the lecture, I was talking about Professor Yoo Hyeon-joo and Song Do-yoon.

“You must have been very desperate. This is true. I feel sorry for Song Do-yoon for nothing.”

“I think Han Min-ha’s performance during the last person-to-person combat ability evaluation had a huge impact.”

“I guess so. You raised the bottom so much, wouldn’t you want to be taught like that too? So, did you decide to take it?”

“Yes. When I looked at each one, there was no reason not to accept it, and Minha and Heewon both said they liked it.”

“That’s it. Actually, it’s something that only you and I have to agree on. Let’s do it that way. I’ll talk to the manager.”

“All right.”

Professor Yoo stretched out and said.

“I think it worked out rather well. To be honest, there are so many teams that I take with me, so I can’t pay attention to each one. It’s fortunate that I didn’t drop out and went under you.”

“Is there anything in particular I need to know?”

“Well? To be honest, I don’t know. He doesn’t talk much and always goes around gloomy. But he’s a very superior kid in every way. He was at the top of the existing upper class.”

Since the position of homeroom professor has only been created for a few months, it must be difficult to figure out in detail.

In particular, Professor Yoo has a lot of children with him.

Then, should I ask assistant Kim Lee Bit-na?

Because that person has been managing Song Do-yoon ever since he entered school.

I don’t like the snobbish attitude, but it would be nice to know at least a little more about Song Do-yoon.

* * * * *

“I’m curious about what Doyoon is.”

As expected, assistant instructor Kim Lee Bit-na raised her eyes with a dissatisfied expression.

“It’s because this time, Song Do-yoon has moved to the team I’m coaching.”

“So what?”

“In order to teach properly, you need to know the characteristics of the student, but there is a limit to the interview alone, so we ask the administrative assistant, assistant teacher Kim.”

“Assistant Kim.”

Hmm. I wanted to go well if it was dizzy.

“Kim Jo-gyo.”

I raised my hand to Kim Jo-gyo, who was trying to protest.

“No. First of all, I’ve said it before, but it’s a bit difficult if you keep trying to match the professor.”

“It’s because the professor called my last name wrong.”

“Well, I’m not doing this just to correct that. Rather, Jo Kyo Kim would know better.”

“It’s not Kim Jo-gyo…!”

“I know. I know that Assistant Professor Lee Bit-na Kim follows both of her parents’ surnames. But don’t force that on me. I’m a person who lived in an era where I didn’t know what it was to have two surnames.”

I smiled and continued.

“And, if Jo-gyo Kim behaved according to his status, I wouldn’t have bothered to call him Jo-gyo Kim, right?

In response to my direct words, Assistant Professor Lee Bit-na Kim couldn’t say anything more and kept her mouth shut.

“Listen, Jo-gyo Kim. Of course, I am well aware that you look down on most of the faculty and staff because of your seniority. I do it while looking at the opponent. All of the professors here are people who can tear at least one or two villains with their bare hands.”

Kim Jo-kyo tried hard to maintain a cold expression and cut off his anger.

“Tell me about Song Do-yoon.”

Teaching assistant Kim Lee Bit-na, who glanced in the wrong direction for a moment, finally opened her mouth.

* * * * *

Sitting in the lab, looking at Song Do-yoon’s personal statement in the academy system, I cross-validated what I had heard so far.

To sum it up:

Song Do-yoon was born to poor parents whose father died at a young age.

The reason is an industrial accident in a poor working environment.

Her mother was paralyzed from the waist down in a car accident while doing menial jobs to feed Song Do-yoon and her younger sister.

Unfortunate.

No, who is unhappy about whom?

I have no memory of my parents.

The oldest memory I can recall now is the nursery school.

When I just opened my eyes, it was an orphanage.

Later, when I grew up, I heard that I was abandoned in front of an orphanage when I was a baby.

I have no regrets for my parents who abandoned me.

There must have been some kind of urgent situation in which he had to abandon the baby he had given birth to.

The only time I discovered the talent of a hero was when I beat up guys who I ignored for being from an orphanage.

Before graduating from the academy, there was no such thing as a mental barrier, so I had a fairly good temper.

So I formed a group and called out those who were taking the initiative to ostracize me and stepped on them until they were about to die, and then the aura was accidentally activated.

Of course, my parents couldn’t have been heroes.

Why would a hero with guaranteed fame and wealth abandon a baby?

Perhaps, like Song Do-yoon, I am also a general manifester.

Anyway.

I logged out of the system and stood up from my chair.

I didn’t feel any sympathy or sympathy for Song Do-yoon.

However, I worried about how to guide Song Do-yoon in the future and how to make him get along with my children.

And there I came up with a somewhat outdated idea.

* * * * *

“Sup, ha ha.”

Yoo Hee-won, whose mouth was stained red, sweated while sticking out her tongue.

This is Grafford’s fire barn, and I came to have dinner with the students by using the authority of the homeroom professor.

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Me and Yoo Hee-won, Han Min-ha, and Song Do-yoon, four of us.

It was my idea that if we could have a meal together and talk, we would get even a little closer.

However, my thoughts also seemed to be a bit outdated.

I thought he would talk a little bit, but Song Do-yoon just ate quietly without saying anything.

Originally, they were in the same class, and he was the right-hand man whether he wanted it or not, but Yoo Hee-won showed no interest in Song Do-yoon.

“I am Colpis.”

I just do this often.

“It’s damn spicy. But it’s delicious.”

Yu Hee-Won, who had drunk Colpis several times, said.

A smile spread across the face of Hanmin, who is good at eating anything, so he worked hard with chopsticks.

Now, she was making small wraps with fresh lettuce topped with bulmakchang and garlic.

“Professor. If you eat like this, it won’t be spicy at all. Ah.”

“No, no. The other day, I ate it wrapped in wraps and it was really spicy. Thank you for your heart, but it’s really good.”

I smiled and shook my head at Han Min-ha, who put the wraps in my mouth.

Bulmakchang is really so spicy that it makes me feel like my tongue rolls over when I eat it, whether it’s wrapped in wraps or anything else.

Nevertheless, the reason why I came here is because of the coupon.

I think it was like what menu was free if you stamped the coupon ten times.

Since I had already collected the seals by coming several times, I thought it would be better to fill at least one sheet.

“Huh. It’s really cheap.”

Han Min-ha became sullen and took the wraps to his mouth, but Song Do-yoon, who was like a shadow, suddenly opened his mouth.

“I’ll eat that.”

“Huh? Will you?”

Han Min-ha smiled brightly and put the wraps in Song Do-yoon’s mouth, as if she was happy that Song Do-yoon had finally spoken.

Song Do-yoon chewed the wraps with a cold expression without any reaction.

“Is it delicious?”

“It’s delicious.”

“Hee hee.”

Han Min-ha smiled and started making wraps for herself to eat.

I mean, he eats just about anything.

“Hey, Song Do-yoon.”

Yoo Hee-won said as she took the corn cheese I was about to eat and put it in front of her.

“Why did you join my team?”

Song Do-yoon stared at Yoo Hee-won, who proudly called her “my team” in front of her homeroom professor.

There was no emotion in those eyes.

I heard from Han Min-ha that Song Do-yoon is a homosexual, and Yoo Hee-won said that he would die and could not live.

What kind of change of heart did you really have during the vacation?

However, to find out about such things is not only out of the professor’s authority, but also extremely rude as a human being to human beings.

Sexual orientation is a personal freedom.

“Just because it looks good.”

That was Song Doyoon’s answer.

Yoo Hee-won was about to ask something more, but suddenly looked at Han Min-ha with suspicious eyes.

“What are you doing now?”

“Huh? What, what? The professor is packing rice…?”

While Han Min-ha was flustered, he suddenly forcibly stuffed the wrapper he was holding in his hand into my mouth.

“It’s really not spicy this time! Try it!”

It was already in my mouth, so I had no choice but to eat it.

But, strangely enough, as Han Min-ha said, the ssam was not spicy at all and was very chewy.

“It’s delicious.”

“hehehe. Right…?”

For some reason, Han Min-ha muttered in a crawling voice while avoiding her gaze.

* * * * *

While the professor and Hee-won’s eyes were all on Song Do-yoon, Han Min-ha quickly grabbed a stick and put it in his mouth.

Instead of chewing and swallowing it, Hanminha munched in his mouth and sucked only the seasoning from the makchang.

Just spitting the seasoned makchang on top of the lettuce, Yu Hee-won looked at Han Min-ha and asked sharply.

“What are you doing now?”

“Huh? What, what? The professor is packing rice…?”

Han Min-ha was so embarrassed that he shoved it into the professor’s mouth.

“It’s really not spicy this time! Try it!”

The professor who ate the wraps answered with a nice smile.

“It’s delicious.”

“hehehe. Right…?”

Of course it has to be delicious, Professor. I made this.

He lowered his pitiful eyes and twisted his tickling thighs.