Ex Rank Supporting Role's Replay in a Prestigious School

The event ended with a greeting from Zhuge Jagal, and the Year 1 Class 0 children went straight to Maeng Hyo-don. Maeng Hyo-don, who had been silent while talking with Professor Ham Geun Hyeong, saw us and was startled and confused.

It was an atmosphere of a fan meeting with Gemachi Chandol, who was all holding a towel to support Maeng Hyo-don or draped over his shoulder.

“I saw Dalian! It was really hard.”

“I was nervous because I had never played a match this fiercely in class. very awesome!”

“Isn’t it Gwanglim at the end?”

“Speed ​​and power went up. Is it the reinforcement type? The sudden stop of the Bread Shuttle is also the effect of Gwanglim, isn’t it?”

“Gwanglim is important personal information, so it’s sensible to ask too deeply. Even the school or the association doesn’t ask questions recklessly.”

“Ah… Dae-seok is right. I made a mistake. sorry.” Maeng Hyo-don, who was quietly listening to the children, said something.

“Thank you for coming.”

In response to the thanks from Kim Yuri as the class representative, Maeng Hyo-don hesitated as if he could not think of what to answer.

“Hey, Vice-President, you….”

However, before the words could be finished, the attention of the children, including myself, was distracted by a loud noise from the other side of the stage.

“Hey, first year. Sanghee, our Sanghee, is going to use her treatment skills and even give her a medical examination, but what is her attitude? Because of that mindset, I lost in the Dalian… … 100 million!”

“Wonwoo, what are you talking about to the injured junior!”

I could tell Do Won-woo was acting ugly again. Do Won-woo’s words were cut off as if he had been hit by Yoo Sang-hee, but the loud noise continued again.

“Inum! Are you that peasant-like Doo guy? Hi, Mr. Do is so proud of the grandson of the student council president of Eun Advertisement, but the soy flour is nowhere to be found. Where are you yelling at my disciple! Not even my disciple!”

“Shiva, I am not a disciple of my grandfather! My grandfather, who is a pseudo-doer, often leaves me alone, but what is my disciple?”

“What are you talking about, Master!”

Tight!

“Ok!”

The chestnut of Mt. Takgeo fell on Bang Yeon Sub’s forehead, which was stretched out as a large man. The horse made a sound like it was flying when he threw stones at the wall. Takgeosan called Dowonwoone soybean flour, but Takgeosan and Bang Yeon Sub also seemed to be soybean flour priests.

“All right, Mr. Do.” I really sympathized with that statement, because my manga game and my playable character had to be taken care of.

“…Yes. Sorry. Teacher Takgeosan.” Do Won-woo returned to the student council mode for external use and spoke politely. The situation seemed to have cleared up, but anyway, it was still a bitch.

Bang Yeon Sub, who was groaning from the aftereffects of the night, was healed by Yoo Sanghee. “Yeon Sub, are you okay?”

“Bang Yeon Sub, you worked hard today. I think a good article will come out thanks to you!”

At that time, Joo Soo-hyeok and Moon Sae-ron, the class officers of the Year 2 students appeared. Bang Yeon Sub, who had been lying still, slowly got up when he saw the two of them.

“Let’s go have dinner. Wash up and go to the classmates are waiting.”

Joo Soohyuk, who finished greeting others while Bang Yun-seop was waking up, said: As if he was planning to take Bang Yeon Sub with him, Tak-geo-san expressed his displeasure.

“Soohyuk, but….”

“Since Yeon Sub has worked hard, please let him rest today. Grandpa Tak must have been busy, so you should take a break.”

“No, Soohyuk, why are you treating me like a grandpa again!”

“The teacher told me to call it that way.”

“Kwak, my guy…!”

While Takgeosan grabbed the back of his neck, Joo Soohyuk quickly left with Bang Yeon Sub. If Joo Soohyuk had acted as usual, he would have stayed and helped clean up the house, but he seemed to have chosen to leave quickly considering Bang Yeon Sub’s position.

I saw Moon Sae-ron walking out of the gym and shouting to the two behind them, ‘I can go after the newspaper club is over, I’ll go!’

“It seems that the second half of the class is also coming back.”

“Let’s go, too!”

“The newspaper department is still there, so there are things to organize. wait a minute.”

“Then we will help together.”

“You can wait outside.”

“No, I want to go quickly, so I want to help.”

After tidying up the stage with the kind kids in my class. Min Green, who was still in the art room, also called in and decided to hold a ceremony to commemorate the victory of the Year 1 Class 0 students. The members of the newspaper club were sad that I and Hwang Jiho did not go to the newspaper club’s after-party, but they decided to send it to the school in consideration of the low attendance rate of the Year 1 Class 0.

“…What about teacher Ham Geun Hyeong?”

“I think there is still something left to be graded for the final exam.” I saw a few children with gloomy faces. Min Green tilted her head and then posted an article written by Geum Chansol on the general bulletin board.

[I’m going to eat something delicious with Master Jegal! It’s our homeroom teacher. He is also a permanent homeroom teacher until graduation!]

Below was a group photo taken before the start of the event. If one were to look closely, all the seniors in Year 2 Class 0 were wearing the same pattern as the color of Zhuge Jagul’s tie. My classmates looked at the group photo with open envy.

“Mr. Zhuge Jagul told me that she went to the newspaper bum 2nd grade 0 joint retreat.”

“Because if the head of the school affairs department doesn’t go, the seniors don’t know what to do….”

The seniors in Year 2 Class 0 threatened Zhuge Jagul and dragged him away like a kidnapper. Zhuge Jagul thought about it and eventually agreed, but he seemed to think that it would be better to just have a meal than to fix the accident that Year 2 Class 0 had.

“Oh, wait a minute. If we do that too, will we be able to go with Professor Ham Geun Hyeong?”

“Let’s ask the class 0 seniors how they usually do.”

“OK!”

It sounded like a dangerous remark, but I decided to ignore it because the good kids in my class couldn’t be like the class 0, 2nd graders.

‘No, come to think of it, it’s not as good as Zhuge Jagul, but our homeroom teacher also tends to take on the work. I wish someone else could put things off and go hang out with us.’

Those in the Year 2 Class 0 who insisted on playing constantly while avoiding any harm to Zhuge Jagul must also feel the same way. As I was thinking about it, the children looked at me with suspicious eyes.

Anyway, I went to the meeting place I had booked that I would also be joining Min Green. Maeng Hyo-don acted so absurdly that he had even made a reservation for a restaurant without his knowledge.

“Come on, let’s celebrate Hyo-don’s victory and toast! Here, have a cup of tea.”

“Uh…”

After Kim Yuri finished toasting, Maeng Hyo-don was awkward and raised the glass and clashed with the children sitting nearby. Today’s menu was Teppanyaki. In a room separated from the private room, on a huge iron plate placed on a table for 10 people, children’s pickled garlic pork belly, leek salmon steak, and buttered shrimp were being grilled at the same time.

At first, the restaurant gave me a chef, but Hwang Jiho refused to do it himself. It was a little bit like that guy had to watch the cooking in front of his eyes with a ‘Ha ha ha ha!’

“What country is Teppanyaki from? They seem to have Korean, Japanese, Chinese, and Western food on the menu.”

“The origin is unknown, but there is a theory that Mongolian warriors cooked food on their shields in the past…”

After listening to Kim Yuri’s explanation and Maeng Hyo-don’s victory speech, after eating all of the main menu. For dessert, I decided to replace it with a frozen iron plate and make an iron plate ice cream roll.

Each of us made our own with the ingredients we wanted, but with the exception of Hwang Jiho, Min Green, Kwon Lena, and Kim Yuri, the other children suffered because the rolls burst.

I failed at first too, but Hwang Jiho laughed and said, ‘Would you like to do it? If you ask me, I can do it for you.” He said teasingly, and the second time, he put all his effort into making it a success.

The vanilla ice cream with the banana and chocolate chip toppings made in that way was exceptionally sweet and delicious. When all the children in the class succeeded in making the dessert, the conversation revolved around Maeng Hyo-don.

“Hyo-don, then, aren’t you going to be a disciple of Teacher Takgeosan?”

“You seem to have excellent teaching skills.”

“Right. I didn’t know that Eushin’s Bread Shuttle would win one win over Hyo-don.” Maeng Hyo-don, who had been penalizing Bang Yoon-seop’s smoking sites, would know better. Takgeosan’s ability to say that he had never received a disciple was proven by Bang Yeon Sub. The children’s eyes were focused on Maeng Hyo-don.

“I do not know.”

“I do not know?”

“That grandpa… no, Do-in… … The teacher is strong and seems to teach well, but I don’t think I have to be strong until I become a disciple of the Do-in.”

I thought Maeng Hyo-don called Tak-geo-san a teacher after several attempts.

‘… … After all, this case alone didn’t motivate me.’

If it was Maeng Hyo-don at the time of his rescue in the game, he would have immediately agreed, but now it was different. Unlike my sophomore year, when many incidents could not be prevented, no matter how many incidents occurred, the association and government were functioning properly in this world.

Except for the middle school teacher, Maeng Hyo-don’s friends and teachers were all top-notch players. Not only that, Maeng Hyo-don managed to do well in the other world he encountered by chance and defeated the Enemy. He didn’t think he needed to be strong right now.

For Maeng Hyo-don, this world was safe and there was no reason to be strong.

‘But there will be a crisis in this world.’

If Maeng Hyo-don became strong at that time, it will be of great strength. Now that one had proven Takgeosan’s abilities, you just need to motivate them. Maeng Hyo-don would suffer a little, but for him, he would end up eating hard.

“Why is this bastard smiling so suspiciously again?” Maeng Hyo-don looked at me with very wary eyes, but I pretended not to know and just smiled, and the other kids thought I was suspicious.

“It’s a pity that we parted like this.”

“Me too!”

“Is it because we are together for study meetings every day?”

Some of the children said so before going to the dormitory after finishing their refreshments. Upon hearing that, Kim Yuri immediately suggested it.

“Then do you want to play more at my house?”

At those words, all the children except for Song Dae-seok were delighted. ‘I’m glad the other kid got the luck first.’

The day after the final exam, I wanted to be by Kim Yuri if possible.

We talked until late at night, and we all went to sleep at Kim Yuri’s house. Kim Yuri gladly gave away the empty guest rooms. The children were tired of talking, and they fell asleep one by one.

I pretended to drink water and came out to the living room and waited. ‘In the game, there was a description of ‘immediately after the final exam, but it’s not accurate. It could be a day or two late. In that case, I’ll use another excuse and stay here again tomorrow…’

It was the weekend, so there were several excuses to use. Dark living room with only one floor lamp lit. When you are sitting alone holding a glass of water. “What are you doing here?” I turned around and saw Hwang Ji-ho standing there. Hwang Ji-ho, who had been a bit dazed since he came to Kim Yu-ri’s house, was busy with the self-immolation work. I thought he slept to relieve the clone’s subordinates, but he must have woken up again.

“I drink water.”

“I was just holding a glass of water for a while.”

I didn’t know since when I had been watching him. “It’s nothing else, but Imoogi’s exultation…”

Hwang Jiho stopped his speech and bit his mouth. Then, I looked at the stairs leading to the second floor.

Was someone coming?

Soon, with the sound of heavy footsteps, Kim Yuri appeared. Seeing her barefoot without any slippers on, she seemed very embarrassed.

“Oh my god, Jiho….”

Kim Yuri, who looked at us and talked to us, looked absolutely terrified. I reflexively looked at Kim Yuri’s left hand. On her left wrist, visible under her rolled-up sleeves, the watch with the thick band she normally wore was missing.

In addition to this, the seal of the Gwanglim Sealing ceremony had disappeared without a trace.