I am Noble

The reflex, his real name Yoohyun, grew up to become old enough to go to kindergarten. In the meantime, Yoohyun found some important information about this era, although it is limited.

First and foremost, it is not the Republic of Korea in which it lived.

Clearly, this is the Earth, South Korea, and the world that he knew existed, such as the United States or China, but it is different from the Earth he lived on.

First, there is a monster here. Yoohyun still has a good memory when he first saw Brownie.

At first, I thought robots, decorations, things like that. He was frightened that such monsters existed, that people didn't find them strange, and furthermore, he was frightened (he didn't know at the time how strong Brownie was).

Is this Korea? Is that the Earth I knew?

I watched TV, and I asked my mom and dad, and I knew it was a world full of monsters like that. And history was a little different.

The typical was the first Strength Period, 35 years in his history, 36 years here. (I looked at my big brother's textbook and realized) And there was no China. China exists, where there were several small countries instead of the one big China that he knew.

Apparently, he's tearing China apart into different countries.

“Oh, I was supposed to split into 222 city-states, but this time, I was getting weaker. ”

It was an answer that my father once sat on his knee. I didn't know what to say.

The memory of being surprised by the giant runway inside the mansion fence is also clear. At first, I thought, why did my dad build a house so uncomfortable next to the airport? Later, when I found out it was a private runway, I was silent.

"How rich is the father of this lifetime? ’

I can't adapt because the gap is so different from my father in my past life. At this scale, at least the richest man in our country is sure to be rich.

I remember that there were no rich people in the country who had their own private runways at home in their past lives. Due to Korea's narrow landmass, it is inevitable. This is not the United States...

Anyway, Yoohyun entered kindergarten. But everyone didn't recognize themselves.

"Why?"

At a young age, he was embarrassed. Their regular connections, their own leagues, have been building since childhood.

But the kindergarten friends were young, and the teachers thought of themselves as ordinary children.

"Don't you have such a culture here? ’

At first, I thought so. But then I realized I was wrong.

“I heard Janice is your youngest son. Who is it?”

“Well, there's no such thing as our kindergarten. Only ten preschools run by the Janice Foundation. Do you think we'd fit in there? ”

“A 10% chance... … I'd rather just give it up quickly. ”

“And even if you do, you should never pretend to know. That's a breach of contract. ”

“You have so much, and you want to raise your children as normal... You're not that rich these days. ”

Yoohyun realized that his father at least didn't intend to raise him to a second generation of punitive punishments, at least because he was abusing and throwing checks at the powerless.

So he decided to repay his father's heart. I studied diligently, got along well with my friends, and developed a modest attitude to my body. In his past life, he was not too awkward because he was a gentleman.

‘Korea is a good country here. ’

To date, Yoohyun thought that the atmosphere of the country was mostly like that because Mom and Dad were all part of life. I thought it would be less like a genetic innocence in an atmosphere in which those who had it did not pretend to be rich.

Of course, the illusion was broken when I entered middle school through elementary school.

“A baking shuttle? My child would never do that! And even if your child did do a baking shuttle, it's because your child is shrinking by itself! ”

“W-what is that……. ”

The bully and the abuser's parents met in the office, but at first glance, the offender's parents seemed to be in the family.

Yoohyun who was passing by the office for a while because of his homework received a familiar freshness when he saw it. Yes, this is how I lived in South Korea!

“Hey, I'm Yoohyun-moo, a third class student like Lee Seok-han and Jeong Hee-joon. ”

“No, it's a string. Go to your classroom. ”

“What are you? Why get involved with grown-ups? ”

“You're in the same class as Hee-joon? ”

The perpetrator's mother said something indelicately, and the victim's mother asked with desperate eyes. Seeing his eyes, Yoohyun suddenly reminded me of his father before.

“Seok Han is right about harassing and sadistic Hee Joon. ”

“W-what are you talking about! Son of a bitch! ”

“Is that true? ”

“Yes, I've seen it all. I can testify if you want. ”

“Ryu! Why are you...? ”

The teacher was thrilled. I meditated because there were fewer sympathies.

“You said you were in the field, right? Students, go to your classrooms. It's none of your business. What are you doing? ”

The same thing is the same thing, and Yoohyun thought.

He manages several schools through a foundation. This is so you can have a normal school life for your child. They built a system so that teachers wouldn't know who their father's children were.

However, teachers are cautious because they think that some of their students may have children from the richest family in the country. The whole school is built up with that atmosphere.

It happens in schools like this, but what about other schools? If I think about it for a few seconds, I get a quote.

‘This is exactly what I used to live in. ’

Stupid? I saw a lot in school. Since elementary school, I have seen many like it. Less than in the past, but there was still that atmosphere in this era. Is that what people live in?

“Ma'am, what are you doing? ”

“Oh, look at you. Look at you. Why do you ask? ”

“Tongue, Wukong! ”

“Mr. Kim! How the hell did you get him to train a student? ”

“I'm the youngest son of the Foundation owner at this school. ”

“Oh, that's funny. What's wrong with being the owner's youngest? Do you know what's so special about being a tailor? I can't even decorate it... ”

The perpetrator's mother smiled as if she wasn't praying, but silenced her mouth as if it were weird. Something's going crazy.

“Tongue, Currency.... ”

“Currently.... ”

It was not only the abuser's mother who was surprised. The teacher's interaction with Yoohyun realized what he meant, and became bored with shock and horror. By the way, isn't Yooseong the last name?

“Ma'am.”

“Uh, uh, yeah. Oh, no... Are you sure that your youngest son here...? ”

“Chief Choi, you need to step up. ”

Yoohyun called me in a big way. Then one of the teachers stood up, shrugging as if he had no choice. He bowed politely to Yoohyun. Seeing that, the teacher and the teacher were confident.

‘Mr. Choi is a bodyguard? ’

“Young master, you can't do this. What you mean... ”

“I know. It means hiding your identity and experiencing things. especially the terrestrial ecosystems that are invisible above the clouds. ”

“What if someone who knows you well is like this? I got a new bride from you. ”

“I don't need to see it anymore. ”

I've seen enough. This place is much better than where we used to live, but it's still called a "place where people live."

“Am I really your youngest son...? ”

The perpetrator's mother suddenly asked a small question. Yoohyun smiled.

“Do I look human to you now? ”

“Well, that's ……. ”

“That's what a mother looks like. That's what your son is doing. No need to mention it. 50 million won. ”

“Oh, 50 million won? ”

“I've watched your son harass his son here from time to time. Fifty million won for damages, including false data. We ask that you deposit immediately from here. ”

“Yes, no, that's not... ”

“Chief Choi. ”

“Yes, Young Master. ”

“Find out what your father is doing and bring it to me. I'll give you 10 minutes. ”

“I'll give it to you! ”

The perpetrator's mother vomited 50 million won on the spot, and the victim's mother received it with an apology.

And Yoohyun immediately returned to the classroom. I was staring at the classmates, unable to breathe, for less than a few minutes.

‘This is also a place where people live...' ’

Give in to the strong, shout out to the weak.

A strong man wants to rule, and a powerless man has no will to change it.

He looked at Lee Seok-han. And I looked at Jeong Hee Joon. When my eyes met, they both flinched, avoiding my gaze. He didn't like either of them.

“I think I've heard the rumors, so I'll just say it. Idiot.”

“Ugh, yeah? ”

“Your mother vomited with 50 million won of settlement money for what you did to her. I just picked it up and gave it to my mother. ”

He said 50 million won, and his face turned white. Others were the same.

Yoohyun graciously looked around his classmates.

“Anybody who wants to screw up, go ahead. Life is real, and I'm going to make a good impression. ”

That's exactly what I'm talking about!

Of course, as soon as Yoohyun came home that day, he was scolded by Mother and Father.

“Hyung-woo, everything we send you to school like a normal child.... ”

“Dad, Mom. I don't need to see it anymore. ”

“What, what? ”

“I know what it's like to live in a place, I know enough now. I don't think I need to hide anymore. ”

“It's a string.”

“You want to tell me? What do you know? ”

Yeong-woong stopped Lee from trying to stop Jeong Hyo-ju worryingly. I met my eyes when I was rich.

“I think Dad's policy is wrong. ”

Yoohyun said that.

“If the stream is all muddy water, just clearing the top water doesn't end it. We need to clear the water underneath. This country is still filthy as the top and bottom. ”

“That's enough. We've grown a lot. You want me to do you a favor? ”

“I can handle it. ”

I don't think it's a bad idea to live tired this life anyway.

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That's my helicopter!

pS: This story... ends in about a chapter.

I was born as the son of a Pre-Season Dealer, not a regular season. Heh;