EX rank supporting role’s replay in a prestigious school - Chapter 835 Hyeonhwa (9)

With Class 2-0 successfully kidnapping Professor Ham Geunhyung, we spent a lot of time together.

The kids loved taking photos using the divided spaces in the party room.

Min Geurin’s space, like a piece of oriental painting, received lots of great reviews.

Goo Seulbi and Song Daesok’s mood hit rock bottom as Ong Gildong gave embarrassingly excessive praises to Min Geurin’s space.

Meanwhile, Mok Wooram almost fainted when Kwon Lena played some music.

“I was just playing Teacher’s Grace…”

“It was a performance of a level that cannot be dismissed as “just.” I was deeply moved by your respect for our professor.”

(T/N: Teacher’s Grace is the literal translation of 스승의 은혜, a song usually played in Korea on Teachers’ Day.)

We looked at Mok Wooram and his space in the room and saw a large number of unnecessary and strange decorations.

We knew well that the pushover might’ve been scammed again and immediately tried to help him get a refund.

After taking photos, we played party board games that we couldn’t play during our last picnic.

Even though our class is bigger now, no one can beat Professor Ham Geunhyung’s board game skills yet.

“It’s just like the last spring picnic. Professor Ham is really good at board games…”

“I think he went easy on us, but he still came out on top.”

“I’ll make sure to write it proudly in my review of our Teachers’ Day. Our professor is good at board games!”

“Yeah!”

I guess the kids in our class want to brag about our homeroom teacher too.

Our professor is an excellent player, a good teacher, and a board game guru, so I very well understood the desire to brag.

While some kids were excited to show off our professor, the kids who recently joined us were distraught.

Surprisingly, the attention-seekers weren’t good at board games and Jin Jungmok simply didn’t do as well as expected.

“Geuhk, why can’t I win!”

“No fun… But I still want to win…”

“The world of competition is cruel. But I shall keep moving forward.”

“Again! I request a rematch!”

Their losing streak continued as didn’t have much experience playing board games and they didn’t know the rules well.

However, their above-normal competitive spirit made them keep trying again despite how many times they lost.

The kids later on openly went easy on them, but the no-wit Song Daesok didn’t and won, prompting another rematch.

‘Hwang Jiho was the worst last time.’

Hwang Jiho’s board game skills during the spring picnic last year were really poor.

Just like how he gets 40 on all his exams, I felt like he was intentionally trying to lose the board game.

However, this time, Hwang Jiho’s win rate has risen.

Knowing the rules alone won’t lead to a win.

Since it’s a game played with others, it’s important to know how your opponents would react.

‘Does he understand the kids better than before?’

Hwang Jiho showed off.

“What do you think, Jo Euishin? Hasn’t yours truly improved? We have similar win rates now.”

Did he intentionally adjust his win rate to about 50%?

It may be trickier than winning, but it seems like Hwang Jiho’s understanding of humans has really improved.

The fun time passed quickly.

Although I wanted to hang out all Friday night and through the weekend, it wasn’t possible.

Most of the kids, and even Professor Ham Geunhyung, had something scheduled on the weekend.

Maeng Hyodon, for example, is set to visit Tanrae Elementary School tomorrow.

“Did you buy carnations?”

“Yeah… I bought them.”

“You’ll go?”

“Yeah, I’ll go with the Taoist.”

Maeng Hyodon’s face was incomparably brighter than when he was last attacked.

I think spending time with Professor Ham Geunhyung helped with that.

It’s also great that the kids didn’t bother to delve into his family history because of the previous incident and just treated him as usual.

‘He’s lucky to have great kids around.’

I remember when I went back to school for the first time after my family died in an accident.

Some kids offered sincere consolation, but there were also kids who picked at my wounds with curiosity and playful malice.

Meanwhile, there were a few people who treated me as they usually did.

I couldn’t tell if it was out of consideration or indifference, but I was very grateful.

‘It would’ve been much more difficult if no one treated me that way.’

Tomorrow is Saturday, but Maeng Hyodon’s teacher is set to go to work.

Since the professor worked in the morning, he seemed to be planning to have lunch instead.

“Alright, take care. If you have any math questions, go ask it.”

“Aish, why would I go all the way there to ask?”

Maeng Hyodon’s expression showed disgust at the mention of math.

I think his previous teacher would be happy if he brought it up.

After all, it’s because of that teacher that the stonehead Maeng Hyodon studies mathematics even though he doesn’t need to.

“They said the dormitory kids will hang out more at the Jiikhoe Hall. You coming?”

“No, I have an appointment. I can’t go back to the dorms today.”

I planned on going to the Tiger Mansion, and Hwang Jiho was a few steps away from me, waiting patiently.

Seeing him, it seems like Maeng Hyodon figured out where I was headed tonight.

“…You up to something again?”

“It’s gonna be okay.”

“You really are.”

Maeng Hyodon hesitated.

“I’ll become stronger too.”

“What?”

“Joo Soohyuk said he wanted to get stronger.”

Maeng Hyodon said something out of the blue.

Joo Soohyuk said something like that after sparring with Jin Jungmok, but I don’t know why Maeng Hyodon mentioned it suddenly.

His intentions were unclear, but I thought it was a good thing that Maeng Hyodon is dedicated to getting stronger, so I decided to support him.

I roughly expressed my support, but Maeng Hyodon didn’t seem to like what I said as he gave me an uneasy expression.

“I’m saying, look out.”

Maeng Hyodon turned around with a determined look on his face.

After making sure that all the kids rode their individual air taxis, Hwang Jiho and I headed to the mansion.

When we arrived, Eunho’s descendants greeted us as they seemed to be waiting near the entrance.

“Euishin hyung, our class made a huge carnation out of colored paper. I did okay, but my friend sitting next to me wasn’t very good at using pink scissors so I helped her.”

Eun Jaeho’s elementary school made large carnations ahead of Teachers’ Day.

They make it small for Parents’ Day so they can take them home, but the one they made today was large enough to decorate the classroom.

Eun Jaeho became very close to my playable character and talked about him several times.

“Jo Euishin, the parts that yours truly touched were flawless and perfect. Do you want to see how I made it?”

“Yeah, show me.”

“Hahaha! I never thought you’d say that. Here, I took a picture.”

The kind Hwang Yuho created the perfect carnation, so naturally, I would want to see it.

I know that Hwang Jiho and Hwang Yuho were the same tigers, but the latter is young and kind, and good at making carnations.

“Euishin oppa, have you seen Professor Gong Cheonghwon sing? Isn’t he really good?”

“I want to see him perform live someday…!”

“I think Eunha likes our homeroom teacher too. He was watching the video of the performance during our break time.”

“That’s right. He usually looks at things like chess notations.”

Eun Seoho and Eun Iho continued to talk about Teachers’ Day.

I focused on the fact that Eunho was watching Gong Cheonghwon’s video during break time.

It seems like he really follows Shinin well.

But I wonder whose chess game he studies?

It’s probably Cheong Dongha’s.

“Since Professor Gong Cheonghwon is Shinin, it would be nice to have him in the mansion…”

No one could respond to what Eun Seoho said.

How much would the tigers want to have Shinin over?

Gong Cheonghwon feels something towards the tigers and is slowly increasing his ties with the Tiger Clan.

However, it won’t be easy to build the relationship they had in the distant past.

“Gong Cheonghwon is treated well at the faculty residence. Don’t worry.”

Hwang Jiho belatedly said that, but the descendants still seemed to have regrets.

After soothing the descendants to sleep, the tigers and I gathered in the living room.

Hwang Jiho sat at the head of the table and displayed a hologram that outlined our operation.

“Take a seat.”

Late at night, the last strategy meeting before Teachers’ Day began.

* * *

March 15th, Saturday, Teachers’ Day.

Sung Gukeon attended the pro bono volunteer work event.

Pro bono, which came from the Latin phrase “pro bono publico,” meaning “for the public good,” meant a kind of donation work.

It’s applied when professionals donate their knowledge and services in fields like law, accounting, medicine, and translation.

Sung Gukeon was planning to do educational volunteer work for children, discussing otherworlds and enemies.

“That was a great presentation, Attorney Byun Jaeik.”

“Oh, I see you’re already here, Congressman Sung Gukeon. I would’ve said hello if I had known you were here early.”

Today’s pro bono volunteer event was also attended by Byun Jaeik, the representative attorney of the Byunwol Law Firm.

Byun Jaeik discussed common laws in everyday life before Sung Gukeon’s lecture.

The two chatted happily, but they had only started talking recently.

Sung Gukeon approached Byun Jaeik at the legal seminar after his Replay.

‘It’s one of the few good connections I’ve gotten from Replay. I can’t miss it.’

Although Sung Gukeon described it as a good connection, it wasn’t for political purposes.

Although he was a player, Byun Jaeik was a lawyer from a small law firm, so being close to him was of no obvious benefit.

It was just that Sung Gukeon thought highly of Byun Jaeik through their brief conversation in his Replay and wanted to become friends with him.

Perhaps because Sung Gukeon’s sincerity was conveyed, he and Byun Jaeik quickly became close as if they’d known each other for several years.

“It’s a shame I don’t have the time today. Let’s go for some drinks next time.”

“Haha, I hope those aren’t empty promises.”

“Haha! Do I look like someone who speaks empty words?”

“Of course not. I look forward to having drinks with you, Congressman.”

Since his commitment was done, Byun Jaeik bid goodbye to Sung Gukeon with a smile on his face.

He wanted to have a longer talk with Sung Gukeon, but he didn’t want to take more time.

He knew where Sung Gukeon was headed.

It was known to all Sung Gukeon’s supporters that he visits Eungwang High every year on Teachers’ Day to offer flowers.

“Let’s go Muyeong-ah. We should give these flowers.”

“Yes, sir.”

Sung Gukeon and Jeon Muyeong headed to Eungwang High, each holding a bouquet of carnations in their hands.