Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

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Sleeping Mingreen.

She was returning to the day she first visited the White House in a red dress dream.

Toilet full of food and religious scents.

Finely chopped chaff on several fleas.

Fireworks hanging all over the wall.

A new world where the brushes of Hong Gyeongbok are painted.

Everything seemed glowing in Mingreen's eyes.

Even though she didn't rest and ask questions, Hong Gyeongbok smiled and answered all of them.

- Grandpa White, what's that painting over there? Why aren't they in the frames?

When Ming Green pointed to the plaque in the corner of the bathroom and asked, Hong Kyeongbok didn't answer right away.

— · · · · · ·.

- Grandpa Whitey?

- That painting is incomplete.

-Why?

- I can't draw any more.

-Why?

- Nobody asked me to paint that picture anymore.

-Why?

— · · · · · ·.

Ming Green keeps saying, "Why? 'Even if I repeated it, Hong Kyeongbok did not answer any more.

After seeing a picture hanging from the wall, he began to paint again.

I didn't hear the answer, but Ming Green lost the opportunity to ask why he was distracted by the bruising of Hong Kyung-woong.

She could not understand the words of Hong Gyeongbok.

But I understood that he could not continue to paint this painting.

'Then maybe you'll be happy if I snuck in and finished it!'

Mingreen thought so in his childhood, and was born the first to pour.

"Green, we're all here."

She returned from her dream to reality with the voice of Song Dae-Stone.

"Eh!"

Mingreen opens his eyes, and the face of the stone is in front of his nose.

She reflexively tries to fall back in shock, but is not able to move because she is firmly held.

Then she found out that she was holding him in her arms.

"· · · · · · marble?"

When Ming Green was startled and squeamish.

Dingdong, Dingdong, Dingdong, Dingdong.

Notifications started pouring late from wearable devices.

During her sleep, she set the alarm to off automatically.

More than half of the caller history floating over the AR glass interlocked with the device was full of rhizomes.

Mingreen turned a slightly reddish face and apologized.

"I'm sorry, marble! You waited a lot, didn't you? I fell asleep without knowing."

"It's okay."

"I'm so sorry! It was heavy, wasn't it? I'll walk."

As Mingreen waits, his socks slip out of the blanket.

When she went out, she didn't see the player shoes she received at school at the time of the silver commercials, which she always reported.

Song Dae-Sook seems to have left her shoes in Kim Yuri's house.

"Footwear · · · · ·."

"I forgot. I'm sorry. I'll take you to the house."

"This is how you get to the house?"

Song Dae-Seok gave more strength to Min-green's arms instead of answering.

Ding-dong.

At that time, the earring type device received a telephone notification message with vibration.

[Sender: Master Hong Kyungbok]

"Are you on the phone?"

"Yes."

Seeing her face, I immediately noticed who he was.

"Are you Whitey?"

"Yeah."

Harassment that made Ming Green a denier of school education.

The subject was not only in the school, but also in Hong Kyungbaek's bathroom.

Hong Kyungbaek publicly questioned all the disciples who had joined the harassment and pretended not to know it.

He was not just about giving up his disciples.

He erased his name from the joint work with his former disciples and was furious enough to burn all the works they had used the fireworks they had given him.

'I didn't know how heavy Whitey's follow-up was then.'

If only I had seen how the former disciples were buried in the art world and how their lives were ruined.

'It was natural for me to do that in my eyes, and I was cool, but Whitey was alone. It wouldn't have been easy to cut it all out like that.'

Mingreen's revenge, the only remaining disciple, was successful, but Hong Kyung-woong White, who lost virtually all of her disciples as a result of her not coming to the bathroom.

He was one of the few adults Song Dae-Stone trusted.

Song Dae-Stone said in a soft voice.

"Take it. He'll be in touch when I find you. He'll be worried."

Shortly after the incident, Mingreen had no intention of paying attention to Bugcha Hong Gyeongbaek's work, and now he is not contacting me with any regrets.

She hesitates for a moment, but takes courage in the words of Song Dae-Stone and warmth and presses the Call Answer button.

* * *

The unfinished painting of Hong Kyung-wook, led by Ming Green to the painter's path, 'The Nature of the Foreign Weapon'.

And Hong Kyung-wook and the former head of the Korean Player Association were contemporary people in the Dark Ages.

Maybe the two of you were close.

'Maintenance and clues · · · · · ·.'

The former head of the South Korean Player Association did not say what clue this was, but he guessed it by saying two words: "Jin" and "clue."

'A clue as to the location and number of frozen alien species created by a faction on the Korean peninsula. That's all I can say about the soul binding contract.'

I was sure he would have left a clue, but I didn't think he would have hidden it in one of the buzzing tales in the silver commercial.

'But how is painting a clue? If Hong Kyungbok finds out something, there's no way he's holding his hand.'

Moreover, the attribution of Lee Weapon is one of Korea's most beloved Korean paintings.

Currently, the painting is equally displayed at the National Museum of Modern Korean Art, and it needs to be lined up in the museum to see it properly.

'Among the spectators, there must have been humans, there must have been factions. It's a little weird that no one noticed anything.'

At that time, it reminded me of what Emperor Wang said.

- Language is a high-level system of decision-making, but there are limits.

In saying that, Emperor Huang interpreted the book in a way he never thought possible.

Perhaps we need something like the Emperor's interpretation to figure out the meaning of this clue.

'And the branch manager said,' This is one of the clues I left. 'There are more clues.'

When I thought about it, the landscape changed dramatically.

Position, supporting position · · · ·

The Branch Director's voice is rarely heard between noises.

- When the conditions are in place to protect, protect and protect the secrets of good students, it is a hidden stage.

The effects of fate seemed to have come back to reality.

"Well, I can't hear you because of the noise. An old simulator. More like an error."

Subsequently, the voice of Sung Siwan was also heard.

"I think we need conditions to get to the hidden stage. I don't know what it is."

I'm not in the boss room of the simulation.

There is only one video that is repeatedly played with mixed noise.

There was nothing else.

"You're not going to temporarily tame Enemies and drag them in, are you? Hahaha!"

In the game, there were sometimes such gimmicks in the form of monstrous and difficult towers.

I also had to twist the previous floor's energies with skills or items to drag them to my next floor or bring them up to a certain point as sacrificial lambs to move on to the next level.

It is likely that someone from the secret association will try.

'What about the beast of secret association as an offering in the midst of the bullying? It came from there.'

If you think about how bullying is transformed and distorted in fact, it seems likely.

"This anomaly seems hard to find a clue. It's too late. Let's go back today."

In the words of Seongxiwan, Chiang Dam nodded.

I'm the only one with a fraudulent skill called destiny, but I found a hidden clue.

But why did I find a clue on my own?

Something of my abilities or traits satisfies that condition. '

I might simply think of it as a virtue of fate, but I also wanted to think of other possibilities.

Before I organized my thoughts and pressed the 'Give up simulation' button, I asked Sung Siwan what I cared about.

"Sunbae Siwan. I think you were surprised when you first saw the footage. Do you know anyone from the footage?"

"The one in that video resembled our dead grandfather. I've only seen it in pictures or videos, and I'm not sure because of the noise on that screen."

When I heard that, I realized one thing.

'Seongxiwan and Seongnati are cousins. If so, · · · · · ·.'

The former branch head was also the grandfather of the Holy Nation.

* * *

My dorm room arrived with the help of two senior members.

I was thinking about the clues I had left alone.

'I want to see the nature of this weapon in person, and talk to the White White Hat in Hong Kyung-woong.'

The former would only be in line to go to the museum early, but the latter is a problem.

Currently, Hong Kyung-wook is leaving Seoul and is almost out of line with Mingreen.

'Let's solve this problem and think about something else. I've solved the first assignment the Holy See gave me, but I haven't finished investigating the second one yet.'

There remained a rumor about the return of Cheonak Mountain.

I fell asleep looking at the Cheonak Mountain data studied by the third grade superintendent Wu Ki-hwan.

* * *

The next morning.

In front of the entrance to the first grade building.

I saw a bluish-faced Mingreen running.

After she found me, she shouted.

"Do me a favor!"

My playable character asked me to help, but of course I have to.

But something happened.

No matter what happens, there's no way Mingreen can escape with his own power.

'Wait, you're not wearing player shoes!'

Ming Green wore his skill and wore a regular sneaker with broken shoes and a dropped sole.

Did you wear that because you left your shoes at Kim Yu's house yesterday?

'Thinking about the Mingreen funding situation, there can be no spare shoes other than the player shoes given by the school.'

Why didn't I think of giving Mingreen some spare shoes?

When I was reflecting on how lacking my care was, a loud voice struck me in the ear.

"Mingreen White! Now, listen to me for a second, Giuseppe!"

"Oh, fuck off!"

"Get the hell out of here."

"Hey, there's Whitey!"

Students' uniform collars running this way were also equipped with brushes, pallets, and sculpture-shaped badges.

Seeing that, it was like the art department and the Oriental folk who had previously run away from the teacher.

'Are you here for a business trip without a nearby teacher? How do I deal with these guys?'

It was still too early to go to school.

My class seemed to have no one to go to school but me and Mingreen.

I had nowhere to call for help right away.

"I came early to give the kids a snack. People are coming!"

Mingreen's hand was filled with two envelopes of paper as strangers rushed and breathed with tension.

One was a blanket I borrowed from Kim Yuri.

The other one was full of cookies stuffed with almonds.

I must have liked summoning the marble because I fell asleep while studying yesterday.

'Let's get Mingreen out of here. No, that will repeat the same situation tomorrow. Let's show them a bitter taste so they won't let us in again.'

First of all, when I think about hiding Mingreen behind my back and what skills to use.

The bipolar waves are starting to gather with my eyes.

And with a rapidly changing field of view, I felt a sense of guilt.

'This is similar to the sense of using the Ho's eyes in the dark!'

And in this world, the first system message came out.

Ends