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Bibell
[Unexpected Development]
Five years since enrollment.
A new year has begun.
Eunha has now reached double digits in age. His friends were excited to turn ten, but he didn’t feel anything special about it.
«Oh? It’s the teacher again?»
«Please take care of us this year too.»
Eunha was assigned to the same class as his friends this year as well.
Grade 3, Class 3.
In this class, a male teacher served as both the homeroom and grade head.
As expected, the homeroom teacher for Grade 3, Class 3 was Im Dohoon.
«Oh? Hello, Teacher~!»
Hayang, who was late because she was changing into indoor shoes, greeted him energetically.
Im Dohoon nodded gently in response.
Following her, Seona and Minji also accepted the fact that Im Dohoon was their homeroom teacher without any surprise.
«Captain, captain. It’s Im Dohoon again this year.»
«And we’re all in the same class again.»
«That’s right. Although I thought we would all end up in the same class. It’s quite interesting, isn’t it?»
«…Yes.»
Eunhyuk, you don’t know the circumstances of adults.
Seated in the back row, Eunha suppressed a laugh secretly.
The children still didn’t know.
Im Dohoon’s true identity.
The reason they all ended up in the same class.
Thinking back, it was natural. If Eunha hadn’t been hospitalized only last year, they would have thought it was just a strange coincidence and moved on.
«…It’s strange. Very strange.»
In the midst of it all, Seona, who sat at the back like Eunha, raised her eyebrows.
Since last year, she had grown significantly taller and had an incident where she sat in the front and caused some embarrassment.
It wasn’t just about her height, but her fox ears and tail obstructed the view of the kids sitting behind her.
After that incident, Seona started to prefer sitting in the back.
Of course, Eunha chose to sit in the back because he didn’t want to listen to the class.
«We’ll assign seats by key number tomorrow, so feel free to sit wherever you want today.»
Oh, those damn key numbers!
Eunha slammed his fist on the desk, almost wailing. He slammed it down so it wouldn’t make a sound, so no one would notice.
«It’s weird, it’s really weird. Why did I end up in the same class as all the kids I said I wanted to be in?»
Meanwhile, Seona wagged her tail, which had stuck out into the empty space between the chair’s backrest and butt rest, and thought back to what happened at the end of last year.
Grandpa Goseogwang had asked her, while she was reading in his study, who she wanted to be in class with.
Seona had mentioned the names of children who treated her with no dislike for being an Ain.
But they were all in the same class.
«Is it because of my feelings? That’s not possible. What do you think, Eunha?»
«Yeah, that’s a weird coincidence.»
«You’re lying. You know something, don’t you?»
Eunha deliberately withheld the truth. Seona had been persistent, but he’d denied knowing anything.
«Honestly…, ouch!»
«Jin Seona, it takes a lot of courage to be distracted from the start of a new school year.»
«…I’m sorry.»
«Why don’t you clean the classroom after you’re done?»
«Okay….»
Seona was so focused on talking to Eunha that she didn’t notice Lim Do-hoon approaching.
Even though she was more physically developed than the average child, there was no way she could detect any signs of his former life as a player.
After being slapped on the head with the attendance book, she rubbed her head with both hands.
Her head hung low.
She was embarrassed, as it was the first time she got scolded.
Seona had lived by watching her surroundings until now.
As a result, she had never been scolded by a teacher at school.
Seeing the kids giggle as she received the punishment made her even more embarrassed.
With her triangular ears drooping, she wished there was a hole she could hide in.
«You too, No Eunha.»
«Huh? Why me?»
Eunha had no choice but to face the unexpected situation.
He tried to defend himself with a look of injustice, but,
«Then why didn’t you speak up?»
«Uh… it’s not like that…»
«You’ll clean with Seona and go.»
«Yes…»
«Choi Eunhyuk, you too.»
«What?! Why me?»
«You laughed.»
«Ah…»
Eunhyuk raised his head in frustration, but he couldn’t plead his case and had to clean up the mess.
It was a bonus that Eunha and Seona got to see it.
Were you laughing? Are you laughing now?
Hmph, Eunhyuk, you must have found me funny?
The two exchanged glances.
Let’s have fun cleaning together~.
They both spoke at the same time.
It was the first time Eunha and Seona’s thoughts coincided.
«…I’m dead.»
Eunhyuk let out an earth-shattering sigh.
«Oh, how come you two don’t change at all even though you’re turning 10? I should change too, what am I going to do?»
Minji, who came fully prepared with glasses, claiming to be a model student this year, scolded from the front of the classroom after witnessing what happened at the back.
☆
«Wow~!»
Player Secondary Academy.
Located in a place that was once Jogyesa, the academy had banners hanging from each tall lecture building, welcoming the new students.
[Welcome to the academy, is it your first time?]
[Behold, the kingdom of~ study.]
[Admission, is this for real?]
[Welcome beauty!!!!]
[Newbies are cute~]
[Let’s go, academy~!]
These were witty variations of familiar lines that Euna was already familiar with. Even though she hadn’t had the entrance ceremony yet, she felt that her life at the Player Academy wouldn’t be too difficult or painful.
Of course, not all banners were clever and humorous. On the way passing by the High School Academy, there were banners that reflected the current reality.
[This life is a failure. But will there be another life?]
[Reality is a dead end.]
[Do not seek meaning in your death. Your death has no meaning.]
[Live for today, die for tomorrow.]
[There is no dream or hope in this world.]
[I just want to be a player…]
[Talents don’t betray you. Effort does.]
[Those who make an effort will continue to make endless efforts. But even those with talents make endless efforts.]
[Never forget. Give up. And admit it.]
Euna remembered the inscription in the guidebook she had when she first visited the academy. It mentioned the survival rate of players who graduated from the academy within five years, which stood at 30%.
Her excitement subsided.
She walked past the banner on the lecture hall and found the academic wing of the Secondary Academy.
«Um, class 5 is….»
The Secondary Academy had a total enrollment of 300 students this year.
A grade consisted of 10 classes, each with 30 members.
Euna was in class 5.
After mumbling the results of the assignment sent home in advance, she looked for class 5 of the first grade.
Here it is.
She stopped in front of class 5.
No sound came from beyond the door.
It was quiet.
Ugh, I’m suddenly nervous.
This was the Player Academy.
Each student here would have their own reasons for choosing to become a player.
‘So don’t be too friendly with them.
…Maybe it’s best not to talk to them at all, but it won’t do you any good, will it?’
Those were the words Eunha had spoken this morning.
She wasn’t a little kid anymore either. She knew she shouldn’t be too casual with the academy students like she did in elementary school.
«Alright!»
As she adjusted her school uniform and made a resolution, it happened.
«Euna?»
«Uh-uh!?»
As Euna was about to open the classroom door, she jumped up from her seat at the sound of someone calling her.
She was surprised. Just not shouting was impressive enough.
Ever since the Secondary Academy entrance exams, Euna had been strictly instructed by Seo-young to be able to sense mana anytime, anywhere.
But she hadn’t been able to sense it to the point where she hadn’t even noticed someone approaching her from behind.
She hadn’t studied enough yet.
«Sorry. Startled?»
«…A little. No, a lot.»
«Sorry.»
«That’s great, though. I really didn’t see you coming.»
It was none other than Yeonhwa who called out to her.
Her hair, transformed into mana, flowed down to her shoulders, resembling a cluster of beautiful hydrangeas.
The light blue and violet color was a perfect match for the Secondary Academy’s uniform.
She was tall and slender, and her black uniform with a red border was perfect for her.
Yeonhwa is always beautiful whenever I see her!
«Hehe. I missed you. How have you been?»
«…Yeah, I’ve been fine.»
Euna couldn’t stand just looking at her, so she hugged her tightly.
She had already forgotten what Eunha had said to her in the morning.
Meanwhile, Yeonhwa fiddled with her hands as if she wasn’t used to this situation.
At the same time, she didn’t forget to support the long stick with one armpit.
«Are you also in class 5?»
«Yeah.»
«That’s great! It’s good to know someone!»
«…Me too.»
Euna smiled brightly.
Yeonhwa relaxed her composure a little.
It stimulated Euna even more.
«Why are you so pretty?»
«I’m not pretty at all. You’re prettier.»
«No, no, it’s you, Yeonhwa!»
«…Thank you.»
Yeonhwa was about to say something, but decided to back away.
She finally managed to get a litle away from Euna.
«By the way, aren’t you going to go into the classroom?»
«Oh, right. I forgot. Let’s go in, come on.»
I relaxed.
Someone knew her.
Euna opened the door with a lighter heart than before.
The classroom was organized in a row of seats that gradually rose from the front.
The students in the front all turned their heads to look up at her as she entered the room.
«…Oh, hello.»
Meeting their gazes, Euna waved awkwardly.
No one returned her greeting.
«…Hi.»
Yeonhwa followed Euna’s greeting with a cold face.
Again, there was no response.
Eventually, Euna had to shrug and sit down with Yeonhwa.
I can do this, right?
Euna looked at the students who didn’t even talk to each other and fell into contemplation.
Then, she met Yeonhwa’s eyes sitting beside her.
Whatever!
As long as Yeonhwa was there, everything seemed like it would turn out fine.
It didn’t take long for her worries to fade away.
On the other hand, the students who had been looking at Yeonhwa were bowing their heads deeply, whispering something in their hearts.
She’s really pretty. Am I mistaken?
Not just one person, but two?
I should strike up a conversation with them when we become friends.
They’re all so pretty~ Since there aren’t many girls, I should get to know them.
The students who enrolled in the middle player’s academy each had their own painful past or a reason to become a player.
However, that didn’t mean they all intended to keep their distance from others.
They were only 14 years old.
They hadn’t completely abandoned their innocence yet.
«Is everyone here? I’ll start calling the attendance numbers, and those called should respond.»
The player’s academy would test their determination again and again.
There would be those who couldn’t endure and withdrew, as well as those who survived and adapted tenaciously.
There would be those who have lived upright but were broken, as well as those who compromised with reality and adapted.
«Number 3, No Euna.»
«Yes!»
It was too late to regret now.
If you’re thinking of sharing my content, please give credit where credit is due! It takes a lot of time and effort to create something, so it’s always appreciated when people respect that and acknowledge the source. Thanks for being a responsible and considerate sharer!
Bibell
[Unexpected Development]
Five years since enrollment.
A new year has begun.
Eunha has now reached double digits in age. His friends were excited to turn ten, but he didn’t feel anything special about it.
«Oh? It’s the teacher again?»
«Please take care of us this year too.»
Eunha was assigned to the same class as his friends this year as well.
Grade 3, Class 3.
In this class, a male teacher served as both the homeroom and grade head.
As expected, the homeroom teacher for Grade 3, Class 3 was Im Dohoon.
«Oh? Hello, Teacher~!»
Hayang, who was late because she was changing into indoor shoes, greeted him energetically.
Im Dohoon nodded gently in response.
Following her, Seona and Minji also accepted the fact that Im Dohoon was their homeroom teacher without any surprise.
«Captain, captain. It’s Im Dohoon again this year.»
«And we’re all in the same class again.»
«That’s right. Although I thought we would all end up in the same class. It’s quite interesting, isn’t it?»
«…Yes.»
Eunhyuk, you don’t know the circumstances of adults.
Seated in the back row, Eunha suppressed a laugh secretly.
The children still didn’t know.
Im Dohoon’s true identity.
The reason they all ended up in the same class.
Thinking back, it was natural. If Eunha hadn’t been hospitalized only last year, they would have thought it was just a strange coincidence and moved on.
«…It’s strange. Very strange.»
In the midst of it all, Seona, who sat at the back like Eunha, raised her eyebrows.
Since last year, she had grown significantly taller and had an incident where she sat in the front and caused some embarrassment.
It wasn’t just about her height, but her fox ears and tail obstructed the view of the kids sitting behind her.
After that incident, Seona started to prefer sitting in the back.
Of course, Eunha chose to sit in the back because he didn’t want to listen to the class.
«We’ll assign seats by key number tomorrow, so feel free to sit wherever you want today.»
Oh, those damn key numbers!
Eunha slammed his fist on the desk, almost wailing. He slammed it down so it wouldn’t make a sound, so no one would notice.
«It’s weird, it’s really weird. Why did I end up in the same class as all the kids I said I wanted to be in?»
Meanwhile, Seona wagged her tail, which had stuck out into the empty space between the chair’s backrest and butt rest, and thought back to what happened at the end of last year.
Grandpa Goseogwang had asked her, while she was reading in his study, who she wanted to be in class with.
Seona had mentioned the names of children who treated her with no dislike for being an Ain.
But they were all in the same class.
«Is it because of my feelings? That’s not possible. What do you think, Eunha?»
«Yeah, that’s a weird coincidence.»
«You’re lying. You know something, don’t you?»
Eunha deliberately withheld the truth. Seona had been persistent, but he’d denied knowing anything.
«Honestly…, ouch!»
«Jin Seona, it takes a lot of courage to be distracted from the start of a new school year.»
«…I’m sorry.»
«Why don’t you clean the classroom after you’re done?»
«Okay….»
Seona was so focused on talking to Eunha that she didn’t notice Lim Do-hoon approaching.
Even though she was more physically developed than the average child, there was no way she could detect any signs of his former life as a player.
After being slapped on the head with the attendance book, she rubbed her head with both hands.
Her head hung low.
She was embarrassed, as it was the first time she got scolded.
Seona had lived by watching her surroundings until now.
As a result, she had never been scolded by a teacher at school.
Seeing the kids giggle as she received the punishment made her even more embarrassed.
With her triangular ears drooping, she wished there was a hole she could hide in.
«You too, No Eunha.»
«Huh? Why me?»
Eunha had no choice but to face the unexpected situation.
He tried to defend himself with a look of injustice, but,
«Then why didn’t you speak up?»
«Uh… it’s not like that…»
«You’ll clean with Seona and go.»
«Yes…»
«Choi Eunhyuk, you too.»
«What?! Why me?»
«You laughed.»
«Ah…»
Eunhyuk raised his head in frustration, but he couldn’t plead his case and had to clean up the mess.
It was a bonus that Eunha and Seona got to see it.
Were you laughing? Are you laughing now?
Hmph, Eunhyuk, you must have found me funny?
The two exchanged glances.
Let’s have fun cleaning together~.
They both spoke at the same time.
It was the first time Eunha and Seona’s thoughts coincided.
«…I’m dead.»
Eunhyuk let out an earth-shattering sigh.
«Oh, how come you two don’t change at all even though you’re turning 10? I should change too, what am I going to do?»
Minji, who came fully prepared with glasses, claiming to be a model student this year, scolded from the front of the classroom after witnessing what happened at the back.
☆
«Wow~!»
Player Secondary Academy.
Located in a place that was once Jogyesa, the academy had banners hanging from each tall lecture building, welcoming the new students.
[Welcome to the academy, is it your first time?]
[Behold, the kingdom of~ study.]
[Admission, is this for real?]
[Welcome beauty!!!!]
[Newbies are cute~]
[Let’s go, academy~!]
These were witty variations of familiar lines that Euna was already familiar with. Even though she hadn’t had the entrance ceremony yet, she felt that her life at the Player Academy wouldn’t be too difficult or painful.
Of course, not all banners were clever and humorous. On the way passing by the High School Academy, there were banners that reflected the current reality.
[This life is a failure. But will there be another life?]
[Reality is a dead end.]
[Do not seek meaning in your death. Your death has no meaning.]
[Live for today, die for tomorrow.]
[There is no dream or hope in this world.]
[I just want to be a player…]
[Talents don’t betray you. Effort does.]
[Those who make an effort will continue to make endless efforts. But even those with talents make endless efforts.]
[Never forget. Give up. And admit it.]
Euna remembered the inscription in the guidebook she had when she first visited the academy. It mentioned the survival rate of players who graduated from the academy within five years, which stood at 30%.
Her excitement subsided.
She walked past the banner on the lecture hall and found the academic wing of the Secondary Academy.
«Um, class 5 is….»
The Secondary Academy had a total enrollment of 300 students this year.
A grade consisted of 10 classes, each with 30 members.
Euna was in class 5.
After mumbling the results of the assignment sent home in advance, she looked for class 5 of the first grade.
Here it is.
She stopped in front of class 5.
No sound came from beyond the door.
It was quiet.
Ugh, I’m suddenly nervous.
This was the Player Academy.
Each student here would have their own reasons for choosing to become a player.
‘So don’t be too friendly with them.
…Maybe it’s best not to talk to them at all, but it won’t do you any good, will it?’
Those were the words Eunha had spoken this morning.
She wasn’t a little kid anymore either. She knew she shouldn’t be too casual with the academy students like she did in elementary school.
«Alright!»
As she adjusted her school uniform and made a resolution, it happened.
«Euna?»
«Uh-uh!?»
As Euna was about to open the classroom door, she jumped up from her seat at the sound of someone calling her.
She was surprised. Just not shouting was impressive enough.
Ever since the Secondary Academy entrance exams, Euna had been strictly instructed by Seo-young to be able to sense mana anytime, anywhere.
But she hadn’t been able to sense it to the point where she hadn’t even noticed someone approaching her from behind.
She hadn’t studied enough yet.
«Sorry. Startled?»
«…A little. No, a lot.»
«Sorry.»
«That’s great, though. I really didn’t see you coming.»
It was none other than Yeonhwa who called out to her.
Her hair, transformed into mana, flowed down to her shoulders, resembling a cluster of beautiful hydrangeas.
The light blue and violet color was a perfect match for the Secondary Academy’s uniform.
She was tall and slender, and her black uniform with a red border was perfect for her.
Yeonhwa is always beautiful whenever I see her!
«Hehe. I missed you. How have you been?»
«…Yeah, I’ve been fine.»
Euna couldn’t stand just looking at her, so she hugged her tightly.
She had already forgotten what Eunha had said to her in the morning.
Meanwhile, Yeonhwa fiddled with her hands as if she wasn’t used to this situation.
At the same time, she didn’t forget to support the long stick with one armpit.
«Are you also in class 5?»
«Yeah.»
«That’s great! It’s good to know someone!»
«…Me too.»
Euna smiled brightly.
Yeonhwa relaxed her composure a little.
It stimulated Euna even more.
«Why are you so pretty?»
«I’m not pretty at all. You’re prettier.»
«No, no, it’s you, Yeonhwa!»
«…Thank you.»
Yeonhwa was about to say something, but decided to back away.
She finally managed to get a litle away from Euna.
«By the way, aren’t you going to go into the classroom?»
«Oh, right. I forgot. Let’s go in, come on.»
I relaxed.
Someone knew her.
Euna opened the door with a lighter heart than before.
The classroom was organized in a row of seats that gradually rose from the front.
The students in the front all turned their heads to look up at her as she entered the room.
«…Oh, hello.»
Meeting their gazes, Euna waved awkwardly.
No one returned her greeting.
«…Hi.»
Yeonhwa followed Euna’s greeting with a cold face.
Again, there was no response.
Eventually, Euna had to shrug and sit down with Yeonhwa.
I can do this, right?
Euna looked at the students who didn’t even talk to each other and fell into contemplation.
Then, she met Yeonhwa’s eyes sitting beside her.
Whatever!
As long as Yeonhwa was there, everything seemed like it would turn out fine.
It didn’t take long for her worries to fade away.
On the other hand, the students who had been looking at Yeonhwa were bowing their heads deeply, whispering something in their hearts.
She’s really pretty. Am I mistaken?
Not just one person, but two?
I should strike up a conversation with them when we become friends.
They’re all so pretty~ Since there aren’t many girls, I should get to know them.
The students who enrolled in the middle player’s academy each had their own painful past or a reason to become a player.
However, that didn’t mean they all intended to keep their distance from others.
They were only 14 years old.
They hadn’t completely abandoned their innocence yet.
«Is everyone here? I’ll start calling the attendance numbers, and those called should respond.»
The player’s academy would test their determination again and again.
There would be those who couldn’t endure and withdrew, as well as those who survived and adapted tenaciously.
There would be those who have lived upright but were broken, as well as those who compromised with reality and adapted.
«Number 3, No Euna.»
«Yes!»
It was too late to regret now.
