Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

At the end of the weekend, again during the week.

After school.

Newspaper room during the General Assembly Hall of the Central Zone.

"Sarah, what are you going to use? Clock Tower Ambush failed."

"Oh, I don't know. I'm screwed. I'm just gonna investigate the silver bullying and write an article with it."

The loser Munsaron answered the newspaper's freshman associate's question with a dull look.

Moon Saeron also had tracking skills, so he would have been running his skills and brains to catch the killer all weekend.

'You're going to miss the moonshine. I wonder what the killer is doing.'

I understand the killer is a useless waste of talent, a waste of talent, a waste of time.

"Hwang Ji-ho, what are you going to use?"

"The taxi stimulus incident in front of the front door."

I saw a hologram floating in front of the Emperor, and there was a brilliant forger who didn't have a single letter with words like Ho, Ung, and Ho.

I'm eating knights and covering the case with a day.

Huangji also has a bookshelf.

"Cho Kyung-hyun! I want to investigate the silver advertisement. I'll check the back page of the bulletin board a year ago. You're from the front page, Cole?"

"Yeah, I'm looking at the front page, but that's great."

I nodded at Munsaron's suggestion.

Silver ad comprehensive bulletin board that takes pages at a frightening pace every break.

School boards, available to both students and graduates, were also very actively renewed during the course.

"There's also a student board. It's a bulletin board that gathers most information. '

I thought it would be hard to see it all by myself from the start.

If you check with Moon Saeron, it will be a little less difficult.

'Let's start with two recent stories.'

First, the red lightning struck the dormitory.

During the bullying, the enemy's skill mines were cursed.

There was a view that the suicidal student spirit in the dormitory building was a supernatural phenomenon.

Second, two students possessed by ghosts.

Two students who haven't been home all night.

An incident in which the location of the device was tracked at the request of a parent and found unconscious by a closed area teacher.

Two students who don't remember why they're here.

The facility management team looked at the recorder installed on the campus, but said that there was not a single cut of the students entering the closed area.

There was an interpretation that the ghost of a dead teaching staff summoned two teachers after writing an unfair death sentence in a closed area parish teacher.

'The reason they didn't take the picture is because they chose a path without a record to avoid getting caught later. So did I.'

When facts are distorted, they are prone to bullying.

Although most of the causes of urban bullying in this world are related to merit, many still believe in the existence of ghosts and are afraid.

Even in this prestigious player shop.

It was only 100 years ago that Yingyeong showed up. It will not be possible to completely eliminate the ghost-related talk that existed before. '

"Wow, that's scarier than I thought. No, it's not that scary. Yeah, I'm not scared. But who's coming to play in my room with the guy who lives in the dorm today? Bob, please. Oh, it's not because I'm scared!"

Moon Saeron, who read the tale of death next to me, hangs on the same female members muttering to himself.

The clocktower undercover at the front door of the night is scarier, but the tale is scarier.

'Let's not find these two tales, but other tales.'

Going to the study area at night increases the number of buildings that lead to death and unidentified death.

Eun Hwang Underground, the board of directors holds an early wedding every month to try to resurrect the corpse.

On moonless nights, all the hiking trails of the Cheyeok Mountains lead to the noble gate.

There's a ghost screaming at 6: 00 p.m. on the parlor's incinerator at the time of the previous litter incineration.

A ghost who lost a mate during the war wanders around the lake looking for my mate when the tiger fogs.

If you enter the Central District Central Library after midnight, you can go to the Cursed Secret Service.

Student councils and leaders make secret associations and sacrifice wild animals for questioning.

and the like.

When I'm sort of clearing up the story.

After writing the article, Huangzhou looked into the hologram I wrote and said a word.

"Uh, this is a rumor. Where did the information come from?"

What did you say?

Huangzhou was smiling with a meaningful face.

I want to think of it as a joke.

Some of these jokes are real.

Let's do the nails. '

Seeing me turn my back, Empress smiles with a humorous face.

I don't even know if I was just trying to make fun of you.

I feel like I was depressed until a while ago.

"Hey, eat dinner at my house."

Huangji-ho is a close relative of Yellow Myeong-ho in the setting.

Huangjiho is the setting for his residence in the presidential palace, and 'our house' is the Great Mansion of Huangmyeong Lake.

The Emperor's voice became a little smaller.

"Don't you have a lot to say to me?"

I nodded at the words of the Emperor.

* * *

King!

A swarm of cotton, no, snakes rush to me as soon as they see me.

I was running more naturally than I saw the last time I saw that rehabilitation training was going smoothly.

It must have been hard, but the snake that endured the referential rehabilitation was wonderful and immediately hugged and stroked me.

'This is the cute one.'

I like it because it tickles my stomach. Dead, fluffy puppies are recognized by the Ho clan.

'I hope you will continue to be friendly even if you awaken as a guardian later.'

I shrugged the snare's ear, thinking so.

"· · · Seems to be following the spirit more than I am."

Emperor Huangzhou looked dissatisfied and healed even more.

Dinner set by an automated maid.

It was me, the Baek Ho Army, the Huangzhi, the Red Ho, and the three children who appeared to be descendants of the Eun Ho.

The main menu is a Chateau Brien steak with Château Potato and Bearnez sauce.

A limited blend of Unnam Jeonhong and Asam in honour of the Queen.

The red tea was designed to match the image of the red tea and was included in the teaset sold.

"You seem to have some manners about the car."

"What's wrong."

"I've seen you drink tea three times, and you look familiar. I think I recognize the value of teasets. Manor is perfect."

The Emperor was glittering a little.

Once in the board of directors, once on Fools' Day, and three times so far.

I put a cup of tea on a platter and thought of a junior from college who didn't have one.

'I studied hard because of the Constitution.'

The Natural Constitution that was the scribe of Jabal III.

He was invited several times to the mansion where he lived until he ran out of the house and said he would go his way.

The natural constitution that invited me raised my eyes to see the brand, familiarizing myself with the table manners, in case I lived in disgrace because of ignorance.

'After all, I don't need to lose.'

It is vivid that the tea enthusiast Sang-hyun laughed that the mixed coffee he ate in the high school was more comfortable and good.

'How are you?'

Do you want me to answer you if I ask the superuniverse?

But it will be difficult to think of a way of communicating.

Be well or not be well. That's all I know, and there's nothing I can do, even if I know.

"I like tea. Coffee and tea are good, and traditional tea is good."

"· · · Yes?"

Hwang Ji-ho looked suspicious.

I am the eldest son of Samnam, whose livelihood is barely sustained by confrontation, now left alone.

Of course, I would have done my background research, so it would be a little strange to be familiar with such an advanced culture.

As I turned around, the Emperor gave up the interrogation and went straight to the point.

"To conclude, as you said, there was definitely a traitor among the 12th Alliance. The protective shield, a joint venture of the 12th Alliance, was disabled. Without the intervention of the High Priest, the natives would have been annihilated."

A tremendous story came out.

I think I ate it all in case of exercise, but it's not digested yet, so that consideration is one thing.

"There is little chance that the natives are traitors. If the natives had been satisfied, they would have lived without knowing whether Eun Ho's progeny were alive or not. '

The Saturn and the Dalai Lama were famous for their good relations.

Even in the game, there were no confrontations with each other, and it was difficult to think that someone inside had betrayed them.

"We decided to work with the natives to find the traitor among the 'long-tailed'. These kids will be home-schooled and protected in my mansion. Anything else you'd like to ask?"

That is enough in the present circumstances.

When I shook my head, Emperor asked again.

"I have a question. Why did you ask me to hold the 12th meeting?"

"To catch the culprit."

"· · · Dialogue develops in a special way. The only thing I can confirm is the voice, the silhouette. But you're catching the killer? There's no clue but the tail."

There are clues.

I'm the only clue in this world yet.

"There are clues."

I glanced at the enemy, who was listening quietly.

A clue I caught before the enemy died.

He died without telling the protagonists.

Character that is often stunned after obtaining information that appears in fiction.

The main character of the event was giving fans nuclear sweet potatoes and raising the unloaders.

"Keep an eye on the 12th Alliance Summit."

There is also information that is remembered by the waste man who is the old and rotten fossil of Mangem National Park.

The Emperor, who saw my face with certainty, opened his eyes.

"Yeah, I got it."

It was so frustrating not to ask what the clue was.

When I tried to walk out of the front porch after a snail and a regrettable breakup trying to hold me back with all sorts of flirting.

Three descendants of Nho are approaching Jorge.

The two of them look about 16 years old, but the youngest child only comes to my waist.

"I'm sorry I didn't say hello right then. I heard that the sacred culprits wouldn't have helped us if you hadn't been there. Thank you for saving me!"

The kid I saw on April Fools' Day.

It's only 16, but it's very polite.

"I didn't do anything. The taxi driver also said that it was an overtime tax. And what are you, brother?"

The assassination of the descendants of the silver clan of April Fools was truly a day.

All I did was use flying skills and covert items to chase a taxi.

The Ung took care of all the Ho's and finished the mortgage.

"But the Emperor and the enemy did it. Thanks to the anonymous supernova."

"The deceased mother always told me to be a descendant who never forgot her grace."

"Let me repay you one day."

The three descendants of Eunho gather to look up at me.

The leader of the Ho clan, the descendant of the silver clan who made the blood of silver.

It was still a small child.

These three reminded me of my relatives who left a long way ago.

"· · · Yes, thank you. But don't worry about grace or anything. I'm glad I'm okay."

I reached out and stroked the heads of the descendants of Eun Ho once.

I kept my eyes closed a little to see if I didn't like my touch.

At the foot of the mountain, the snake asked me to stroke him, and the king's belly was stretching out.

The Baek Ho Army, Huangji Ho, and the Red Ho who came out to evacuate me were watching the view without saying a word.

I'm glad I didn't say I stroked my progeny.

* * *

After visiting the mansion the day after school.

A moonshine who's scared and won't be able to investigate the bullying.

She entered another friend's dorm room today and seemed to be going to sleep together.

I finished my chatty newspaper work and found a place in the Ji Ik Council.

Among the members of the House of Assembly was the Chamber of Councillors of the Autonomous Council of the House of Representatives.

"Good morning, Doctor! Would you like some sweets? Some of the snacks that came in today are delicious for black sesame. The almond warriors are delicious."

As soon as I entered, Seongxiwan, Chairman of Ji Ik, welcomed me.

At the meeting table in the center of the Ji Ik Chamber, there were stacks of snack boxes supposedly thrown by graduates.

People from the Ji Ik Society who eat snacks and tutor or chat around.

One of them, Sung Siwan, was watching the real variety show in a hologram, but he turned it off as soon as I came and faced me.

I'm sorry, I have to get out of here quickly.

"Hello, Senior. It's still before dinner, so I'd like to check out some snacks."

"Huh? What is it?"

Seeing that the founding background was a bit unusual, the Association kept all the minutes and books open to all students and faculty.

I was able to access and view the Ji Ik Association web page as a school device and visit the Ji Ik Association room where anyone could come and go.

'I have a close relationship with Sung Siwan, so it is less noticeable and natural to come directly to the Ji Ik Association. I don't want to leave a history of connecting to a school device.'

"This assignment is a silver ad bullying investigation. I want to see the minutes of the Ji Ik Council meeting because there is a lot of talk related to Cheonak Mountain dormitory love. · · · Is that okay?"

"Of course it's okay. The holographic chip is in that cabinet, and the paperwork from Mr. Kim Shin-rok's request is in that bookshelf over there."

Kim Shin-rok said it was like other faculty members or students were preparing things to prefer analog.

I guess I just liked the paper.

"Thank you."

"Tell me if you need anything else, my lord."

I said thank you to Sung Siwan and went to the bookshelf.

Confirming it was the minutes of last year's meeting.

'Most of the time last year, it was a first-grade, zero-twenty accident conference!'

More than I thought.

It was worse than coming out of the game.

'I think it was zero and a half years ago. I'm afraid I'm going to lose my hair.'

Teacher who tried to change his classroom in second grade in case he was having a hard time with a hammock accident.

But how else did you figure that out? Zero and a half smoked a lot of crap.

It was also noted that the residential district faculty member occupied the lobby on the first floor of the residential school building and went out for support because of the zero and a half students who had been exposed.

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'Anyway, I found what I wanted to find.'

After reading the minutes of the one-year meeting with a spectacular one-and-a-half atmosphere, I greeted Sung Siwan and left the Ji Ik Conference Room.

The dormitory menu this evening.

Hansik, Forms, and Lunch were prepared, but the menu made the most of them.

A pasta with bolognese sauce and mushrooms on thick thailatele, though flat as a calf noodle.

'Let's eat pasta today!'

When I thought about it and went inside past the holographic menu board installed in the restaurant lobby.

I saw unexpected people wearing surprising outfits.

"· · · · Blind money, Irena. What are you doing here?"

Blind money and Irena.

Two men were wearing hygiene hats and carrying buffet bowls in the dormitory.