Let Me Be Reborn

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When the delivery food arrived, there was only two of us left in school.

A mid-career staff member came to me and told me to stop by the unemployed office on the way to work and sign off on the overtime commander, since the only person left is the head of the research team.

‘Good. There's only two of them at last. ’

Unlike me, who was excited that there were only two of them, the head of research did not care at all.

No, I've always wondered if I was a man.

Unlike her urban appearance, she was sipping soup in a bowl. If you feel rational about your opponent, you can't do anything.

‘Well, I'm almost 10 years old, but I'm glad you don't think of me as a kid. ’

She was a woman who only knew what she was doing. I've never been with a man in my life. No, I don't know if you've ever been in a relationship. What do they call that type? Dried fish?

[Just like before.]

The rich kid's second daughter? ’

[Yes. Miss Yang had hardly ever met a man before she met the owner?]

‘Sort of, but different. ’

What's the point?]

‘You were a child once. I was just a college student.’

[Ahh · · ·.]

‘And he was a filthy masturbator. Hiding a set of dildos in the house, trying to soothe myself every night. ’

[I did.]

‘That is, a lover was a woman who knew the joy of sex. To be more precise, he wanted to act like a man and a woman, but he didn't want to meet a man because of his face, so he wanted to be alone. ’

[What about the head of research?]

‘I know up to 32. I don't think I've ever masturbated from sex, of course. A crazy, twisted addict whose love cells are all dried up. ’

[Ya, I wonder if the palace tastes different? Not biologically attracted to men.]

‘Consider the possibility. ’

Maybe you like red like green.

A congenital homosexual who doesn't agree with a man at all.

Is she really not interested in men?

I complimented the jumbo flavor and asked the head of the research department.

“This place is really good. Especially the soup. ”

“I told you it was delicious. ”

“By the way, don't you date? ”

“· · Huh? ”

“I think your boyfriend will be bored if you stay late every day. ”

Suddenly, Hansol put down his chopsticks.

“Do you mind if I ask you a personal question? You're not that close to me, are you? ”

“Oh · ·, I'm sorry. I don't know.”

It was an iron wall, as expected.

Invasion of his private sphere has proven to be as unacceptable as eye-opening. Of course, she is already familiar with Mothersolo as an informant window.

What I really wanted to know was inside her.

{What is this? Have the other teachers not heard from me? I thought I knew no one was dating. · ·}

“Well, I just thought you were. ”

“And what does it matter if I have a boyfriend or not? ”

{Of course there is. After all the good times I've had working, But I can't meet anyone at this age.}

“I apologize for any inconvenience. ”

“· · Never mind. Finish your mulberry puff. ”

As I read my mind with the sound of my heart, I was never a lesbian. However, after living in a frenzy like all the goldmines, I missed the time to fall in love, and after holding my place for a while, I looked around, and there was just no man who was kicking in the castle.

[Luckily, your sexual orientation seems normal.]

‘Yes, but there's no hysterical side to what you just saw. I don't know who's an old maid. ’

[I don't know about hysterics, but I'm a little sensitive.]

‘Anyway, it's enough to know that you like men. If he was a homosexual with that twisted personality, this mission would be over here.]

[But what does it mean to be unable to meet anyone?]

"Um, do you remember Professor Song? ’

[Yes. Art professor?]

‘It's similar to that. When a woman works too hard in her social life, she loses her temper. Socially recognizable and famous? ’

[Ahh · · ·.]

‘Eyes are as high as they'll get, but in fact, older women have to be worth less to get married. I have a child problem. ’

[But isn't Miss Hansol also very old?]

Thirty-two. Ambiguous. It's time for a man of my age to get married. But it's rare for a man of marriageable age to like a man like Hansol. Why would a good man meet a girl who's 30 years old? There were so many beautiful young people. ’

[That's too bad.]

‘If you console yourself with Goldmouth, you'll lose sight of real men over 40. Oh, well, those weasels must be sticking around to get paid. ’

[Wouldn't you be just like the swallow in this situation?]

Khh, what? You're comparing me to a cunt who eats women?

No, then?]

‘I just meet a lot of women at the same time. I never meant to rip anything off. ’

[That's not the point. You're only leveling up through sex.]

‘Anyway, now that we've finished eating, we should start attacking. ’

[Do you have a plan?]

‘I had a rough idea what Hansol was like. ’

What kind of taste?]

‘Hansol is not the type to be seduced by a man's physique. It's more of an instinctive, rational style. I'm sure you'll like a man who's smarter than you. ’

[But won't the current master leave?]

I don't know. I think it's you who underestimates my abilities. ’

Yes?

“Thank you for dinner. Teacher.”

“What are you doing with this? If you're done, we should get started, right? ”

“What kind of computer? ”

“Draft it manually. It's better that way to fix it anyway. ”

“Yes.”

“Then I'll be working at my job. Yeah, there's an empty seat next to it. Do it there. ”

“I understand.”

After the meal, Hansol returned to his seat and focused on his work. It was the right woman to say that she really knew nothing but work. I sat next to her, unfolding textbooks and guidance, preparing a map.

However, there was no doubt that I could write a map that said I had seen some excellent maps of education. This was an area that required long time training and even formally appointed teachers could not do it properly. Looking at the blank paper, I felt white as a lump in my head.

[No matter how hard the master looks this time.]

Rossi, the constraints on this mission have increased manipulation and affection, haven't they? ’

[Yes. If you use a skill in that line, the mission will automatically terminate.]

So that's it, then? ’

Yes?

Let's go to Wise Time in a minute. ’

[Oh, Wise Time! But will the side effects be okay?]

‘It doesn't matter. It's not something you can target in a short time anyway. Today we need to focus on increasing Hansol's appeal. ’

Hansol definitely likes a man smarter than himself.

So the fucked-up men can't get into her castle.

It is not easy to surpass the talent of a top criminal graduate.

But I am capable of using sage time.

I'll show you the power of cerebral fullness from now on.

It took me 30 minutes to cut and frame the map. Hansol occasionally scowled at me and focused on the monitor again, beating me with a sympathetic snore.

Obvious ignorance, as if I knew it would be.

It's not hard for me to think that my brain is made of muscles, just because I'm good at sports in fitness education and from school.

Hansol said something worse than me, who has been drawing lines since the beginning.

“Dear Doreen, would you like to write one of these words today? ”

“Oh, this is going to take a while. ”

“If you can't submit a draft by the end of the day, I should seriously consider replacing the lead class. ”

“Well, I'll be right back. ”

“In what age? Why don't we wait for you instead of going home? I'll be done in an hour. ”

“It's about to start. ”

“Yes, work hard. ”

She shakes her head and focuses on her work again.

"Damn Kusari. ’

[Wouldn't it be pathetic if I just kept drawing for 30 minutes?]

‘I'm stalling for a dramatic effect. All right, now, open up Wise Time. ’

[Yep, going into sage mode.]

* * *

Peeing!

The eye of discipline flashed.

I feel like I can see right through the fog.

The swirling head quickly identified the essence.

"Oh, this is how it's going to be? ’

Hansol, who was beating the keyboard, stops the typewriter as soon as his hands accelerate.

It's not just a scratch, is it? ’

The sound of handing over the guide was particularly harsh. As if he knew something, he nods as if he was looking at the book with a swift glance.

‘Phew. That's funny. What does an undergraduate know? ’

Mapping was an area where skills were required separate from classes. Even the teachers who taught the lesson had difficulty designing the map according to the framework.

At the undergraduate level, of course, it was all about fixing the existing best answer little by little, and that was the level that Hansol expected from him.

Practice giving away impossible missions in the first place so that you can experience difficulties in the field is a success.

‘Of course, I would have been perfect as an undergraduate. ’

Hansol was a master of mapping.

At an early age, the head of research was able to keep track of her job because her skills were rated at the national level. During my second term appointment last year, I even got a recommendation from my exam supervisor. At her age, a man of that age could not be counted.

‘Hmph, let's try the dragon. I'll make you feel uneasy about being a teacher. ’

Hansol saw the lesson of rolling fans hard and got back to his work.

Either he took out the fountain pen or he was bending the map with all his might. It's been a long time since a magical item made perfect sentences. His comprehensive thinking and analytical strength are at an all-time high.

The key lesson was to create a perfect map while the ability was in effect. After completing the map at an astonishing speed, he said to Hansol, placing his fans out loud.

“I'm done. ”

Hansol, who was working hard, tilted his head and asked.

“Excuse me?”

“I just finished the draft map. ”

He squeezed his temples as if he was tired because his brain was bruised so quickly. As the sage time was over and the side effects began, I felt sorry for myself.

What are you doing in school at this hour to fuck a girl I ate 32 times? ’

State, Owner · · · ·.]

Already?

“Yes, I wrote something similar to the one you sent me. ”

“Let's see, then. ”

Hansol stood up with no expectations at all.

This is a lesson I wasted 30 minutes drawing. A short draft would be like a scrap of scribble on a memo.

‘Finish it quickly,' he said. Well, it was too much in the first place. If I told him to do it from home, he would have done it from anywhere. ’

Hansol glances through the map that he threw at the table. It was a crude handwriting, but sheep were out of tune. Even though the writing was down, it was a considerable amount.

“You used some? ”

He said, "First of all, I wrote a draft. ”

“Yes, I'll read it. ”

I still did not expect a single thing.

With a red pen in her hand, she was filled with thoughts of pointing out the wrong thing, just like when it rained red on a student test paper.

However, the more I looked at the contents, the more embarrassed Hansol's eyes began. It was an unbelievably perfect plan for undergraduate skills.

No, it was only possible at the level of a veteran who fully understood the course.

From motivation to presentation of learning goals, to the progression of classes through competition and cooperation, nothing was missing. Hansol's mouth was getting louder and louder.

“You told me to pay attention to my speech, so I empowered the teacher as much as I could. ”

“Well, is that so? ”

Hansol jumped over the content and focused on the teacher's publication.

Even though it was genius to interact with students and penetrate the core objectives of the class.

Although not his specialty, Hansol, who examined numerous maps, quickly realized how great his strategy was to bend within just 10 minutes.

Y-yeah, my God, you wrote this in the first place? ’

I couldn't believe it. Even the price of writing a map couldn't come up with a draft this fast. It was close to an exemplary answer, a longtime effort.

Hansol's eyes narrowed as if he couldn't believe it.

“Do you have any · · · referenced materials? ”

“Yes?”

“No, from the materials I gave you earlier · · ·. ”

“Yeah, I saw that, but I didn't see that car. This is what you sent me. ”

He snatched the print like Hansol snatched it away. I only looked at the crew and the car and searched fast, but I didn't even have to wash my eyes to find anything about the map he wrote.

Then there are only two possible conclusions.

One is that he remembered a good map and copied one without being wrong. · ·

‘Oh, or perhaps · · · genius? ’

Hansol's eyes were stained with embarrassment as he looked at the teachings.

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