EX rank supporting role’s replay in a prestigious school - Chapter 814

May 5th was the anniversary of the incident at the Jamsil Baseball Stadium.

The Children’s Day disaster is still widely remembered despite so many things happening in the past year.

It was for a few reasons.

First, the accident occurred during a sports game that attracted much attention in Korea.

Second, the situation at the stadium was broadcast live just before the broadcasting team died.

Third, a large part of the victims were children.

Fourth, one of the victims was a family member of one of the top four conglomerates in Korea.

Fifth, for the first time in Korea, the damage was caused by an unforecasted otherworld spawning.

‘I hope the other events would be discussed this much too.’

Many cases have been forgotten even though they were yet to be resolved.

Even if the secrets of those incidents were revealed and a documentary was produced and released, other shows would attract more attention.

Each disaster desensitized the public, and attention was lost on cases that passed.

But even so, Sung Gukeon didn’t blame the indifferent public.

Remembering the tragedies, getting to the bottom of them, and taking measures to prevent more from happening was Sung Gukeon’s role.

And Sung Gukeon continues to be supported by the public.

‘The public is agitated. The only reason they can continue their daily lives is because they still have trust in the institutions. I have to do my part.’

On the way back from the first-anniversary memorial service, Sung Gukeon encountered someone.

It was the Great Hero, Iron Arm Song Manseok.

“It’s been a while, sir.”

“Gukeon. I see you’re here too.”

Song Manseok, who turned 73 this year, looked much older than last year.

He was retired but still had a lot of things to do this past year.

The number of people visiting the Han River increased, as well as the otherworlds that they had to deal with.

The Han River Cycling Team increased patrol time, but since most of them were retired players, there was only much they could do.

‘The sports commentator who died last year is Song Manseok’s acquaintance.’

Song Manseok had a lot of media exposure decades ago, and he became acquainted with the commentator who died last year.

The commentator stayed until the end to let the people know what was happening.

As soon as enemies broke through the door of the broadcasting room, the commentator turned off the microphone and finished his last broadcast.

Song Manseok, who was talking about his memories with the deceased, asked.

“The issue with the satellite is making a bit of noise these days. Is it working out well?”

“The nationalization is still set in place. They’re trying to amend the Player’s Special Law before that.”

“The special law?”

“Yes, but you don’t have to worry. I’m there in the National Assembly. They can’t do nonsense in the legislative process.”

Song Manseok looked more worried than relieved.

For an established man like Song Manseok, Sung Gukeon was still a young newcomer.

Song Manseok then talked about his grandson, Song Daesok.

“Do you remember the grandchild that I told you about before?”

“The young Daesok who passed Eungwang High? I remember, of course.”

“Yes. My grandchild is your junior.”

As if proud of his grandson, Song Manseok laughed with satisfaction.

Sung Gukeon knew about Song Daesok.

The news of a player hailing from Hongcheon spread quickly.

He was born with strong skills and looked like Song Manseok in his youth, but due to circumstances, he was pushed to the background with his childhood friend Min Geurin.

‘I heard he’s not on good terms with Song Manseok.’

People regarded as heroes often neglect their own homes.

That was the case for Song Manseok too.

However, for the first time in a while, Song Daesok seemed to have talked to the old man about something.

“He said he found some traces on some satellite data. No one entertained him no matter how many people he asked through the internet, and even the association ignored him. So he asked me for help.”

No one would listen to a kid who refused to go to school.

He seemed to have resorted to asking for his grandfather’s help even if their relationship wasn’t strong.

Song Manseok tried to contact the satellite research team through his connections from the association, but he was unsuccessful.

The Players Association had serious in-house politics that caused a breakdown over the past year.

The big events in Korea were used for politics within the association, losing all sense of accountability.

The current head of the association was overthrown as a result, and a large number of employees were replaced.

“I’ll look into it. There are a lot of opportunities to speak to the satellite management team because of the nationalization issue.”

Since Song Manseok’s name wouldn’t work the same in the current association, Sung Gukeon decided to use his powers.

It seemed strange for a lawmaker to come forward with contact with a high school student, but seeing that Song Manseok approached him like that, Sung Gukeon thought there might be something going on with the satellite indeed.

After deciding to deliver Song Daesok’s data to the satellite management team through Jeon Muyeong, he bid Song Manseok farewell.

“Always take care of yourself.”

Song Manseok, who witnessed players much younger than him die this past year, was worried about Sung Gukeon.

Sung Gukeon smiled and said not to worry.

Time passed, and on May 15th, Teacher’s Day…

He carried out his schedule as usual, and by the time the sun set, he and Jeon Muyeong headed to Eungwang High.

It was to keep his promise.

“Congressman, that student is…”

“The first complaint that we received. She came to Eungwang High.”

The first case that the two received was to protect an elementary school student from Gwangil Elementary School.

The student in crisis was Hani, and the civil petitioner was Dokgo Miro.

It’s been a while, but the two recognized Dokgo Miro.

She sat on the bench with a face full of depth as she did when she came to them.

The difference now is that there wasn’t a lot of spirit in her face, and her darkened hair and eyes.

“It’s almost time for the teachers to head home. Why don’t you deliver those flowers?”

Sung Gukeon spoke to Dokgo Miro who held carnations in her hand.

Belatedly recognizing Sung Gukeon, Dokgo Miro’s eyes opened wide.

“It’s been a while.”

“It has… Do you recognize me?”

“You were the first person who came to me after I won a seat. Of course, I remember you. I see you’re a junior of mine too.”

Sung Gukeon smiled big.

Seeing his face, Dokgo Miro looked like she wanted to say something.

Sung Gukeon noticed that she might be agonizing about reporting another case.

“My job is to listen to people. Don’t hesitate.”

He signaled to Jeon Muyeong and the latter surveyed the area.

It was a public space and it wasn’t easy to prevent people from eavesdripping.

Dokgo Miro hesitated before finally speaking.

“Eungwang High is becoming like Gwangil Elementary School. It wasn’t this weird last year, but…”

Dokgo Miro reported what she saw and heard.

It was such a mess that Sung Gukeon wondered if it was really Eungwang High.

‘Fabricated documents among the materials I requested from Eungwang High. They’re hiding embezzlement, there’s corruption in the personnel management process, and even student grades are…’

While Eungwang High was rotting, Dokgo Miro’s acquaintance seemed to be in a similar danger.

“It’s not Hani this time. Cheonghwon oppa, Professor Gong Cheonghwon is in danger.”

According to Dokgo Miro, Gong Cheonghwon is a fixed-term teacher at Eungwang High and is out of the eyes of Choi Pyeondeuk who currently holds power.

Gong Cheonghwon protected students from the corrupt Choi Pyeondeuk a few times, and he seemed to be being treated unfairly since then.

Choi Pyeondeuk, who didn’t receive any flowers this Teacher’s Day, took out his anger on Gong Cheonghwon.

He made the professor hold classes all day long, and as a result, students didn’t get a chance to give him carnations either.

Dokgo Miro, who sneaked into the teacher’s office to hand over carnations secretly, learned about this as she overheard Choi Pyeondeuk.

If this continues, it’s possible that they’d find a way to kick out Gong Cheonghwon, and maybe be framed for the embezzlement cases in Eungwang High.

“I should’ve recorded it, but I was scared that I’d get caught if I took out my device. It’s also illegal to record a conversation I wasn’t involved in.”

Dokgo Miro’s eyes shone sharply for a moment.

She seemed to feel more sorry that she failed to flesh out the teachers who were talking nonsense about Gong Cheonghwon than for failing to catch evidence.

Sung Gukeon remembered his high school days for the first time in a while as he talked with the young student.

As he asked questions, listened to answers, and suggested measures, despair slowly faded from Dokgo Miro’s eyes, replaced with a faint hope.

“A good teacher will happily accept carnations even after the day. It’s late today, so why don’t you head home and give those tomorrow?”

“Okay, I will. Thank you, sunbaenim!”

Dokgo Miro got up with a visibly brighter face as she headed home.

Eungwang High seemed very lonely, perhaps due to the incidents or because the trees in Mt. Cheonik withered.

Seeing a bright student head home made it a little better.

Jeon Muyeong subconsciously smiled at the sight too.

‘No matter how difficult things become, it’ll be alright as long as the Congressman is here. He has the power to reassure people and lead them to the right path.’

Jeon Muyeong’s opinion was shared by many.

That’s why Sung Gukeon continued to be supported, and the Black Screen is wary of him.

Sung Gukeon doesn’t collapse in the face of adversity, nor does his will break.

That’s why the Black Screen decided to get rid of him.

‘It’s strangely deserted. I should hurry and take the Congressman home… Oh?’

The roads around Eungwang High were strangely empty.

Except for two children looking up at the air sedan on the road.

He tried to signal to the children to warn them, but then something in front of him blazed.

Fwaaaa!

“Muyeong-ah, get off!”

Jeon Muyeong didn’t waste time asking why, only doing what Sung Gukeon said as he jumped out of the car.

Sung Gukeon also succeeded in escaping at the same time, but the two got swallowed in a subspace along with the sedan.

That was when Sung Gukeon and Jeon Muyeong disappeared from this world.