SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

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Therefore.

Let's talk about my defeat from now on.

Position of protagonist.

I should be the first villain who has only played the role of a warrior.

So far, defeat has not been tolerated.

One defeat was fatal.

If I had been defeated, the Harlem would have been burned to the ground. My defeat meant the fall of the empire. My defeat was soon the end of the river. And my defeat, my defeat....

Now for the first time,

My defeat does not refer to destruction.

This is the story of my defeat.

It is a story that only a human named "I" has to sink to the end.

[Your current immersion rate is 100%.]

There you go.

However, "I" is strong.

"I" is a thoroughly clever human being.

I don't know how you remember your school days. Did you have fun? Did you have fun? The classroom is small enough to be decorated with the ignorance and excuses of childhood, so everything that happened there was beautifully painted with a sapphic panorama.

It's not "me."

I'm a little more subtle than you guys. Perhaps there were no humans like me in your school. Or simply, you just don't remember. But "I" is definitely here.

Someone who has framed a classmate before.

A man who has plotted and manipulated evidence to frame someone.

A man who blackmailed his classmates into breaking up their mouths.

People with memories like that. You are my partner. At least 'you’ will have a sense of my existence, and if you are lucky, you will understand.

Yeah, well, while the other students were exploring childhood time, so-called [during academic years], you and I, "we", hunted those silly snakes with ease.

Our hunt is secret.

So people don't remember.

We [proficiently] concealed hunts, most people rather understand the opposite. Students are not smart enough to hunt high [prematurely].

What do you mean, not smart? "We"? What a ridiculous illusion.

They don't even remember what happened right in front of them.

I will confess the secret to hunting to such men first.

This is the story that happened before "I" was possessed by someone.

“The order of the students here is divided into two schools. There are students who study well first. But to study well, you have to work hard. Students hate trying more than anything else. ”

On the other hand.

“It's easy to ignore others and make fun of them. ”

It doesn't take much effort.

“It doesn't take effort, so any student can participate. This is the critical difference between studying and laughing. What's the difference? How many students can easily participate. ”

Ten minutes of study is required to increase your score by 1 on the exam.

On the other hand, it takes less than 10 seconds to make fun of one person.

“Who's better at studying? Who's better at laughing at others?" It's much easier. Therefore, it is much more powerful. Unlike studying, anyone can simply jump into this game. That's why [laughter] is common in all schools. ”

This is where the mechanics of distraction are made.

“First, the scapegoat must stand out. ”

Are you noticeably richer than other children? Or are they noticeably poor? I don't know what's wrong with your face. Does it smell strange when you get close to it? Do you have a serious tone? Too sincere? I like it all. I don't care what it is.

[Laughs] This powerful reason is easy to do.

A victim of ridicule must be easy to mock.

“Kim Yul.”

Kim Yul scored the game for a good reason.

“Poor.”

Open your eyes.

“Absolutely poor. There is a bad smell around here. ”

Poverty is not covered by a monotone uniform. Being exposed, that's the terrible thing about poverty. Kim Yu-ri was poor by the looks of it. No matter who approached, Kim Yul smelled bad.

Everyone was easy to ridicule.

“Hey."

So it's easy to start.

“It's a little hard to say this, but if you go near him... ”

“Oh, right. It smelled a little. I'm sorry... ”

Level 1.

Lightly at first.

You know,

Do not reveal your insides from the beginning. That's stupid.

“I heard you got a scholarship. ”

“I've known Kim Yul since middle school... ”

Chitchat.

It's a good idea to keep it simple.

“You guys want me to tell you a secret? In fact..."

Increasing the number of students who participate in small talk.

“Do you live there? Wow. That place is a real dump. ”

“My dad's picking up scrap paper. ”

“Oh, is that the same guy picking up my scrap paper? ”

“Ah. No way... ”

Slowly raises attention.

What the owner should be careful of here is that he should never reveal his malice. Not yet! ‘You’ will know. This is not the time.

Look at you.

‘Kim Yul, isn't he a little grumpy? ’

Rather than saying,

“Wow, it's true. It's Kim Yul's dad who's picking up the trash! ”

This is much wiser.

“What, really? ”

Of course you're lying.

“How did you know? ”

“At first, I was a bit edgy, too. But on Sunday, you picked up the scrap, [Are you Kim Yul's father? Kim Yul is a friend of mine from school." And he was a little embarrassed and asked me nicely. ”

“Phew…. ”

“Are you serious?"

Lying is a fundamental feature of "us."

My classmates glare at me with anti-Semitism. That look, that interest, is a testament to success. You've succeeded in drawing people into the story of [Kim Yul].

“Kim Yul! Is your father a job--."

“Hey, hey. Why would you say something like that? Don't say it.”

“Oh, why? You're full of shit, right?"

“It's not like that. Sorry, Kim Yul. It's nothing.”

"......."

Level 2.

Observation phase.

From here, the malice will take care of itself.

“Phew.”

There is no human being who does not make mistakes in the world. Students are even more so. Now the classmates will pay attention to Kim Yul's daily routine, and they will look at Kim Yul's mistakes like a magnifying glass.

“Phew…. ”

And laughs.

Missed a volleyball during gym and ran a little farther.

I fell asleep at 4: 00 in the morning and fell asleep at lunchtime.

Maybe he stumbled a little on your question.

“Phew…. ”

It doesn't matter if it's a very minor mistake.

Easy. Stand out.

Always remember the dynamics of [laughing].

“Hey, he always goes behind the school every lunch hour. That's..."

“Feed the chickens? Really?"

“Go down to the window. It's real.”

Visible to anyone.

Be easy for anyone to participate.

“Kim Yul- look here-! ”

“Oh, I can see that. ”

“If it's a big chicken, isn't it free? ”

“Ugh."

Ultimately, create [any game].

You know that.

The absolute majority of the distractions stop at this line.

Up to this point can occur naturally. There is no need for a clear culprit. You don't need an accomplice. Even with just a sympathizer, it can be as far as [Level 2].

The level 2 override corresponds to the following levels:

Mild violence once a week, group assault once every three months, public beatings once every six months. 1 small scar that does not leave on the body to erase. Short one semester, long three years. Occasionally, we have students who are temporarily and temporarily violently driven, but there are no long-term drivers…….

And you know it.

“Hey."

We don't stop here.

“Let's give it a try. ”

We take it one step further.

“What?”

“Watch this. These are my shoes. It's new.”

If you have succeeded in bringing them here, 'you’ will surely be proficient in lying. From now on, you must work light magic on your classmates.

“Under your shoes here, like this, you draw a star with a marker. You see that? ”

“Yeah. So? ”

“To leave it with the waste paper in front of my house. ”

“…… What are you talking about? ”

“Idiot. Kim Yul's dad is collecting scrap paper. ”

The garbage collector passing by your house is not actually Kim Yul's father. But it doesn't matter. You know the route where Kim Yul's father roams.

“If you had new shoes in the scrap, would you give them to Kim Yul? Won't you? Look. If it's really Kim Yul's dad who collects scraps, he'll wear these shoes tomorrow. ”

“Er... ”

“Is that so?"

“I bet Kim Yul will wear these shoes tomorrow. ”

Here you go.

You secretly prepare two pairs of identical shoes.

“Here, look. I left it here. See? I'm not gonna touch you. ”

I threw a pair in your house in front of my friends.

"Hmm."

The other pair had already been placed in the route where Kim Yul's father roamed the day before.

Naturally, both pairs have on the sole.

You just want to show your friends some decent magic. That's why it's like pretending to be a in real time. If you're more willing to take the initiative, I'm going to play with my friends all day and create the perfect alibi.

“Hey, hey. Check it out!”

Lunch the next day. Classroom.

“What if I get caught watching this? ”

“Come and see! ”

“I'm just looking at it for a while... ”

While Kim Yul goes down to the restaurant, we rush in. Kim Yul's desk. There's a bag of interior firecrackers hanging from the hook.

Students sparkle. Thung, teasing, raises Kim Yul's indoor pocket showing that [this is just a joke]. And take out the shoes that are a little cleaner than usual.

“Wow."

Of course I do.

“W, really? ”

There is on the bottom of the shoes reported by Kim Yul.

“Wow. Sissy, Kim Yu-ri, what you discarded... ”

“You didn't make this with Kim Yul, did you? ”

“No, you've been hanging out with us all day yesterday. ”

“Then really... ”

Students stare at you. It is the look of magic that I saw before my eyes. At this point, you have a lot of dialogue to choose from. Depends on your personality and taste. "Look, am I right? ’It can be grumbling.‘ That's a little offensive. ’It may now reveal malice.

“Wow."

But I recommend this line.

“It's true......."

Bury it around.

“No, actually, he could be lying. I'm Kim Yul's father."

Pretend you didn't know.

“So I wasn't 100 percent sure I was real. ”

Smile like it's ridiculous. Double-check your shoes and act like you saw something unbelievable. Polish your voice as if you've realized the truth you didn't know until now.

“But wow, it was real……."

And take a step back.

“Hey, hey. I don't know. It's a bet. No answer. Just pretend you don't know. This is between us. No, thank you. Anyway, I don't know. ”

Immature drivers are constantly trying to create their own work. "You," as you know, are a fool's errand. ‘You’ is in a hurry because the fabricated evidence is crude and you feel the magic is dull.

That's why you have to do the perfect magic from the start.

“What's going on? ”

It's lunchtime.

My classmates return to the classroom one by one.

“Hey, Kim Yul is actually...."

“Huh? What, what? ”

Of course, you deliberately made lunch a time for a magic show. Can't you just waste your magic on a break?

At lunchtime, the classmates return in pairs, three and a half. Plenty of time. Perfect for whispering and spreading the "incident" that just happened.

"Phew."

My classmates look at Kim Yul's shoes.

“Crazy. Was it real? ”

"It's real."

You close your eyes pretending to be asleep in the back seat.

I'm being discreet.

You never spread the word about the body. You know the virtues of sharing your prey with the herd.

“What are you two talking about? ”

“Come to work quickly. ”

“What are Kim Yul's shoes? ”

Give it to the fun ones spreading the rumors. It's as if they've uncovered the truth and planted the illusion that they've discovered it. Chew the bloody flesh and let it enjoy.

“Ugh. Don't tell me you're picking up something else, too? ”

Believe in human malice.

“Uh, I didn't actually tell you, Kim Yul's dad, he collects scraps. I went to middle school with him. I had time to talk about my parents' work... ”

Trust the power of ridicule.

“It's a little dirty.... ”

Trust in magic.

“Wow. You're just recycling everything?"

“Recycling. Recycling. ”

“Foot.”

.

“Poor thing, but dirty. Really.”

“Oww, my feet smell. You said this was new. ”

.

“Hey, it's recycled. Hide it."

.

“Kim Yul. Did you feed the chickens? ”

“Your shoes are clean today! ”

“Cook."

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“......? ”

Lower school hours.

You make your way down to the front gate. I'm going after Kim Yul. Kim Yul tilts his head because he doesn't know English, but he doesn't care.

And the moment Kim Yul took his shoes out of his pantry pouch and changed them.

"Phew!"

is completed.

“Phew, khh... ”

“Hey, Kim Yul! You're that... ”

“That's the shoe the silver letter threw in front of the house yesterday! ”

“Look under your shoes! ”

Young animals are engulfed in the pleasures of exposing the "truth" that Kim Yu didn't know. You're actually a dirty kid. It doesn't matter if you arrest them. We have ‘evidence’.

"......."

The truth is that Kim Yul's father found new shoes and brought them to his children. The truth is that Kim Yul's father took his shoes and carefully looked at how new they were, and carefully gave them to his son because he thought he would be okay with this. The truth is that Kim Yul knew it all, but he received his father's gift without a word. The truth is the worry of the father, the expressions without words, and the eyes without words of Kim Yul.

But the beasts have no imagination.

I'm not even trying to remember.

"......."

Laughing is so much easier.

With the evidence you made, the animals enjoy easily.

“You free?"

Kim Yul expressionlessly says.

“You having fun?”

It is bold.

“If you're bored, just do your job. Pay no attention to others. ”

And they turn their backs.

"Uh......."

"......."

The classmates are silent for a moment.

If someone in this silence says, 'Hey, it's not funny, so let's stop’, a lot of things might go down. "High school bully again? ’Drive the atmosphere." You, "as you know, need courage to say that.

“What? What's wrong with him? ”

“You're just kidding...."

When no one is saying what to say.

“Damn it. ”

“Wearing garbage. ”

“I didn't know she was like that.... ”

Level 3.

Violence against the scapegoat is recognized.

“Hey, somebody buy a pair of pantyhose and throw them away. Maybe you should report that, too. ”

I don't know how you remember your school days.

“You're leaving the bag at lunch. Then put this pencil case in. ”

“You really were a bad boy. ”

"Z."

Did you have fun? Did you have fun?

“Huh? That's the pencil case I threw away yesterday. ”

“What, did you recycle Kim Yul again? ”

“Phew.”

The classroom is small enough to be decorated with the ignorance and excuses of childhood, so everything that happened there was beautifully painted with a sapphic panorama.

“Ugh. The stench of rotten milk... ”

“Quick, hide it under her desk. ”

“Hurry! Class is about to begin! ”

I'm not.

“…… don't you smell strange? ”

“You too?"

“Yeah, it's been hard all the time in math. ”

“Wait. I'll find it. Knng, knng.”

“Looks like it's coming from the back row. ”

I'm a little more subtle than you guys.

Sneaky.

“Yul, why are you sucking the mop? You can suck it.”

“Poor thing. You must feel sorry for the slut..." "

Maybe there wasn't a human like me in your school.

Or simply, you just don't remember.

[Your current immersion rate is 100%.]

But I'm definitely here.

"......."

In this city.

At this school.

I'm sitting in this classroom holding a shark.

“Captain, what are you looking at? ”

The captain looks at me with strange eyes.

“…… Confucius. ”

"Huh?"

"......."

The captain trembles. It's a small tremor. It's like I'm tired of something, and I feel pathetic. However, the strange attitude ended quickly. The captain clears his voice.

“No, it's nothing. I just don't remember your name. What was it?”

“What is it, Captain? Already dementia? Hwang Eun-suh. Hwang Eun-suh. ”

“Oh, yeah. ”

That's the name, and the captain mutters.

He doesn't usually have any contact with our group.

“Your girlfriend is running for student council. ”

“Huh. Why? ”

“I think I'm going out. Tell him to take good care of him. ”

“What, for student council president? The captain only studies. ”

“If you want to go to Seoul University, you should get a recommendation. I heard it's easy to become student council president. ”

Is that so? I think so.

I have a funny attitude to go to Seoul University in public. Well, he's the captain. He's an honest kid. I'm not going to hand him over too easily.

“Fantastic. Let's do it, captain. I'm shooting my girlfriend, but come on. ”

The captain nods expressionlessly.

“Yes, thank you. ”

I am strong.

I am a thoroughly clever human being.

Therefore,

“---I 'm going to work hard if I don't. ”

Let's talk about my defeat from now on.