SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

130.00. (3)

“Come on, come on! Valuing relationships! We have to wait for our lover to be starred in the history of the new book! ”

I left the library as soon as I was thrown out by the Inquisitor. I was dumbfounded. I didn't know what to say.

In a short while, the door to the library closes.

“Er..."

The school was quiet.

The floor of the hallway, covered in gray fossils, was slippery. When the sun sets, it shines red and glows. No one was going in or out of the hallway, "Pass! Pass!” I only heard the sound of students kicking a soccer ball in the field from afar.

“What's really going on...? ”

I walked like I was sleepwalking.

The student council is probably waiting for you at the school gate too!

You mustn't make your girlfriend angry!

I've never been to high school. But I went to middle school for about two years. The school itself was quite familiar.

‘Let's go to the gate first. ’

The pillars and walls of the corridor have dissipated. A light green paint was painted. Even if it's light green, it's not pretty, but it's just a color. Even that rustic, artificial color seemed familiar.

‘Stairs. There should be a stairwell nearby. Ah. Found it...? ’

It was then that I stepped into the stairwell and felt popular. Following the popularity, he raised his head.

Stairs to the roof.

There was a student standing right outside the iron gate.

"......?"

He was a little boy. The student was looking at the iron gate that was not opening. It looks like you're looking at a chain and a lock tied to a doorway. Whether the students felt popular, just like me, I looked at them.

A face I've never seen before.

"......."

The student bowed his head. And he came down the stairs without a word and passed me.

When I went too far, I saw Kara, his uniform. The white collar is stained with the old days. I smelled the familiar smell from the soup. The smell of poverty, of course, was just a quick glimpse.

The student disappeared across the hall.

[Attitude #]

[Joyful life]

[Happy heart]

After the student left, a colorful slang hung on the staircase. It was one word, and that's why I couldn't do anything. A failed thing, not a horse.

Scar (£20982; ).

The handwriting was cute and the color was cute, as if he was desperately trying to hide that he was a useless thing. I woke up after a while.

“... Yes. I have to go.”

We're at the gate.

A black limousine stands at the door.

"......."

Wait a minute.

Let me explain what I just saw. I made my way down the stairs normally, past the usual sand fields, and reached the usual gateway.

But why? A black limousine parked in front of the gate, one of the most luxurious limousines seen in the movies.

“Well, it's a little late today. ”

And the person closest to my heart stood by the limo.

“Ra, Raviel...? ”

“What a lovely evening. Confucius.”

My love said in a clumsy manner.

“It's even sunnier to see your face. The reason the sunset is red is to cover your cheeks. ”

There were students in the playground who had not yet gone to school. Students playing in basketball courts, students taking a short walk before entering the palm chamber, and students kicking a ball on a football field. I stopped what they were doing and looked this way.

“Look. That guy..."

“Oh, the death penalty with the daughter of the hive... ”

“I'm so fucking jealous.... ”

“Confess in front of everyone at the festival.... ”

Crazy.

“Why is that? Confucius, you're a little young for your glamour right now. Have you decided to make a new attraction? ”

“Raviel... Raviel was the lady of the hive? ”

My head is spinning. What the hell is this crazy trauma trying to show me? To give me the look of Raviel in uniform? Should I take a photo? Do we need to preserve it forever? Did we develop a way to bring the trauma photos to life?

“You sound strange.... My boyfriend. I was born into the Chaebol family from birth, and of course, I still live in the Chaebol family. ”

Crazy.

Raviel called me his boyfriend.

She called me her boyfriend!

What do we do? Do I have to record this or do I have to film this? Has technology been developed in the modern era to transmit films recorded from trauma to reality? What do scientists do? It's negligence, isn't it?

“La, Raviel. I'm sorry, how old are you? ”

“…… I'm a sophomore in a new book. ”

“What about me?”

“Deacon, book a psychiatrist right away. My boyfriend has mild amnesia. And to answer the question, of course, my boyfriend is the same sophomore as me. ”

“Ah, I've been able to meet Raviel since high school... What do you mean, you can share your academic days with Raviel? This is too big a blessing...? I am the happiest person in the world.... ”

“Deacon, cancel the reservation. He's my usual boyfriend.”

We were affectionate in front of the school gate for a while. It was a happy time. I cried at the playground, but I didn't care. Judging by what the Inquisitor said, we're officially a couple on campus.

“I love you even if you are reborn in another world, Raviel... ”

“I've loved you my whole life. The name of love for me will always be replaced by Kim Gong-ja, three letters. But first we have to live. Get in the car. I'll take you home. ”

Home.

For me, home meant a nursery. Do you think he's gonna take me to the nursing home? No, but this [world of trauma] was clearly different from the [world of reality]. I have never been to high school I've never heard of a place called Sinseo.

What is my home like here?

“Something big happened at my boyfriend's house yesterday. ”

Raviel said as he boarded the limo. The limousine interior was comfortable because the space was open. However, the two of us sat side by side.

“Yes? What's wrong? ”

“Oh, isn't that a big deal?" Yeah, well, her boyfriend always hated to bring him up. Of course I hate it too.... But family is family. I took care of it myself, so tell your boyfriend's mother and father not to worry. No. I'd better deliver it myself. ”

"......."

I don't know what you're talking about. Maybe something happened and Raviel put an end to it. But the words that shook my head were [Mother] and [Father].

‘My parents. ’

When I was a kid, I used to call the dean of parenting my father. I once called one of my sisters, Mom, to serve. But it's all about the ignorance and the playfulness of children.

That's not what Raviel's parents are saying...

‘I have a home and parents in this world. ’

It was unfamiliar to me.

‘Raviel provided me with a stepfather for the day at the wedding... ’

I was happy then, but I was close to the joy of giving something away when someone I liked ate it.

It's not that. It's that parents have been there and they will be.

‘I can't even feel... ’

The limousine stops. Looking out the window, you see a small, shabby single-family house. An old house in an old neighborhood.

“Oh.”

And there was a down-to-earth man sweeping a broom in front of the house.

“Hello?”

The man with the long hair grins.

“Gaaa. My girlfriend drives me to the limo. We can sell our son. This is all because I inherited my looks. Honor the father who always gave you such a handsome face! ”

It was a sword.

".............."

I was roughly distracted.

“Have you been well, Father? ”

“Oh, don't bow your head. Lady, you can't bow your head to a man like me. Did my son do something more inappropriate than that? This guy's a good kid, but he's a bit of a moron... ”

“That's okay. I value all aspects of the prince. ”

“Khhh. I wonder what the lady would say. Hey, hey! Kim Gong-ja, you bastard! Get on the ground and bow down. If you do anything bad to her, I'll cut you off immediately. You know what? You'll be erased from your genealogy! ”

Raviel and the messenger talk properly.

The sight of the conversation, it was there.

I stopped fainting.

"Hmm."

Raviel welcomed me lightly.

“What a strange thing to say to a Confucius today, Father. He asked me how old I was. ”

“He's always been a strange one. I don't know what happened when she was five... Oh, are you going to dinner? I beat the knot today, and it's awesome again. ”

“Yes, no thanks. ”

“What a nice person you are! Confucius, what are you doing? Are you still on your knees? You want me to bend the knee? ”

I went in the house.

“Welcome. Confucius.”

The teacher was sitting on the couch reading the newspaper.

“How was school today, my son? ”

".............."

I fainted.

“Huh? Even your lover has entered your home. Welcome, Miss Vancia. ”

“Please, call me Raviel. Ma'am, I prefer a foreign name. ”

“Is that so? Hmm, I see. Nowadays, it's a tough habit for subordinates to practice. ”

Ma'am.

Uh, yeah.

Wh...

Dear,

“Hey, you don't know that. Confucius, what nerve would you invite a lady into your home? I invited him. I seduced him with a pinch. ”

“Aha, indeed. Honey is right. It's cruel to expect that from our son. We boiled all the miso soup together... ”

Sweetheart.

Come on, Ki.

Hey, Bo.

Hey!?

Hello?!

-Continue reporting on popular singers.

In the living room, the voice of the announcer flows from the television.

- shocked many people yesterday. This is a video that is known as the singer's assault. But this morning, we received a tip that the video had been tampered with. Surprisingly, it was a confession of a whistleblower who reported violence.

I stared at the television screen in horror. On the screen, the long-haired ponytail looked like a picture of a picture of proof.

- The reporter said, 'I made a prank report and sincerely apologize to those who have been shocked and hurt by me that things have gotten this big.'......

I also remembered a picture of an angler and a goldfish on the screen. So, three pictures of salt offerings, an angler, and a goldfish are connected side by side.

- In addition, members of the same group, Estelle and Sylvia, refrained from making official statements.

The footage showed singers dancing. Anglers and saltines danced, and golden falcon was singing.

-But concerts scheduled to take place after 10 days are expected to be unavoidable for group activities for a while, including being canceled.

Crazy.

Are you crazy?

“Hmm.”

The teacher nods slightly and lowers the newspaper. The teacher looked at him with serious eyes.

“We have a lot to talk about at the dinner table. Confucius, call your brother from his room. It's been a long time since we've had a meal together. Are you all right, Miss Raviel? ”

“Of course.”

Do I have a brother, not just my father and mother?

“Brother... where is it? ”

“I'm in your room. ”

The teacher pointed to the visit with his eyes. I felt an unknown fear. My father is a traitor. My mother is a teacher. Then who will appear as his brother now?

Yuck.

Carefully, slowly, the visit was opened.

"Huh?"

There was a man lying in bed, eating chips. Reading a comic book at the rental store with your other hand. The man looked at my face and greeted me roughly with chipped hands.

“Long time no see, motherfucker. You saw the news, right? What the fuck was that? Ha. Seriously. He kept stalking me, so I punched him in the face, and he got it stamped again, mate. I almost ended my singer's life. ”

salt.

"............."

I dozed off.

“Good thing this morning the son of a bitch ran off without a tail. Phew, I'm so mad at my mom... Huh? Hey, you okay? Kim Gong-ja? Hey, little brother. Have you lost your mind? Why are you stumbling all of a sudden... ”

“Die!”

I ran into bed.

“Die! Die! Die, you maniac! ”

“Hey, is this guy crazy? Hey, calm down! ”

“Now that you've called your teacher your mother, will you relax, you son of a bitch! Die! Die and forgive your master! ”

“What nonsense... no, what the fuck? Since when did you become so strong... Hic, ugh, ugh! ”

I choked on the handy one. Seriously. That's how the messenger came to be a father. I can't do that, but let's play it anyway. But this is your brother? This guy, this psychopath, is his brother?

“Die!! ”

“Hey, Mom! ”

I screamed while the play was throbbing.

“He's hitting me! Mom!"

Oh, my God.