SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

‘Who is it?’

I couldn't understand.

"Who's biting and prodding Kim Yul?" ’

Kim Yul has no relatives. It's like nothing. Kim Yul's distraction was before he made friends, and there was no one to help Kim Yul. I shouldn't have scored Kim Yu-ri as a scapegoat!

‘Anyway, I have to ask Kim Yul. He must know something. Anything.’

I hurried to the back of the school. Right now, Kim Yul is taking care of the beast cubs at the ranch. I knew Kim Yul's schedule hourly. On the other hand, I saw the back of Kim Yul handing out chicken feed at the breeding ground.

‘Yes, you should be there. ’

A guy who can barely feed his pride by feeding a weaker animal. That's how I understood why Kim Yul was obsessed with the ranch. After all, the beast is a human, so the weak beast must serve the strong beast.

[Your immersion rate is now 100%.]

The school is the same as that ranch. A slightly bigger ranch. And here, I was a stronger beast than Kim Yul.

“Hey, Kim Yul! ”

I growled.

“What have you done! ”

Kim did not look back. I didn't even react. I kept feeding her as if she couldn't hear my voice.

‘Ha. Did you just ignore me? ’

You're full. I walked over and grabbed Kim Yul's shoulder.

“Hey, you bastard. If someone calls me, I'll answer...! ”

As soon as Kim Yul looked back, something fell. It was the earphones. I noticed later that Kim Yul was wearing them. Classical music plays loudly on the earphones that fall beneath your shoulders.

"......."

My eyes met.

I was flawed.

Tears welled up in Kim Yul's black eyes.

“Well……."

I was speechless for a moment.

It was hard for me to understand why I was stumped. Have you never seen Kim Yul's tears before? It can be. No matter how persistent he was, Kim Yu didn't shed a tear. That's what would have provoked the sadism of our guests.

But not just for that reason.

‘Who is it?’

It was strange.

Who is this guy? ’

Kim Yul's eyes were too unfamiliar. I was blind, not to myself, but to the eyes beyond me. Kim Yul shrugged his shoulders and shed silent tears. Even those tears seemed to fall somewhere else, not on the ground.

“You……."

“Beautiful.”

Kim Yul opened his lips.

“What?"

“The song. This is the music I'm listening to. Some deaf guy wrote a song. ”

Pick it up, Dan-

There was a sound coming from my earphones. Rhythm I've heard a lot somewhere. But I was suspicious of how this beggar managed to get an MP3.

“Think about the humiliation and the curse this deaf man would have faced in his life. Someone must have called him a ghost. I thought you were going to laugh at that ghost. ”

“What are you talking about, you...? ”

“Sad. Wounds save lives that anyone hundreds of years ago has endured. A thousand years ago. It will be a thousand years later. ”

Are you crazy?

“There is nothing beautiful about the world. Only the wounded see beauty. Only people who are ruined are fortunate to see a life that hasn't been ruined yet. Tears are shed for those who can stand being broken. ”

Kim Yul's gaze is stuck in the air.

“If anyone thinks the world is all beautiful, he must be the one who has ruined everything in the world. Only the inhabitants of hell praise the world. I think of his insulted life in the deaf song. ”

“Where do you get these stupid horses... Hey, you. What the hell did you do? ”

I grabbed Kim Yul by the neck. Knng! Kim Yul shakes and misses the Feed Bag. A pale crowd spills from the envelope that falls to the ground.

“What have you done to my guests?! Recycled brat!"

"......."

Kim Yul only looked this way.

“I didn't do anything. Four Kings. ”

“W-what? ”

“I'm just looking at what I discarded. ”

Kim Yu-ri arrogantly grabbed my wrist. I tried to rip Kim Yul's clutches off because I was ridiculous.

I didn't move a muscle.

Huh?

And Kim Yul simply loosened his throat.

It happened so fast.

I was embarrassed and reached out again, but blame! Kim Yul hit my wrist. The path twists. My hands falter and wiggle the void. I missed my hand in the blink of an eye.

“Huh?"

I stared blankly at Kim Yul.

“Too bad.”

Kim Yul comfortably picked up the gathering envelope.

“Kim Yul is furious. Kim doesn't want physical violence. More precisely, he wants revenge far more deeply than physical violence. And I... think I want to fulfill Kim Yul's heart. ”

“You, you. What have you done? What the fuck are you doing? ”

“Kim Yul wants you to go through everything that you've been through. Revenge is like that. Drops the opponent to the depths of hell. Kim Yul thinks so. ”

Kim, Yu Yi.

No, no, no.

“I also agree with the opinion. ”

Someone I didn't know looked back at me.

“Wait, Kim Yul's killer. It's a long way to go in the dark. It's a long way. We'll see each other again after. ”

Kim Yul walked around walking with a bag of food.

“Hey, hey! Stop right there! There……!"

At that moment, my pants were buzzing. Text arrived on my phone. Maybe one of the customers responded by looking at the missed calls. I quickly checked my cell phone as I glanced at Kim Yul's walking direction.

+

Don't ever contact me again.

Contact me and I'll kill you.

+

I called the customer who texted me out of embarrassment. However, I did not answer the phone several times.

My body trembles.

‘What... ’

The situation did not change the next day.

What's going on? ’

It got worse.

“Ugh, it's a silver letter. ”

A friend hesitated as he entered the classroom. He was a friend who appeared on [Kim Yul Play] dozens of times. I was quite popular with customers because I had a good taste in hitting people. Friends used to secretly enjoy whether they were obsessed with their popularity.

“Why?”

“You, to you. I have a note asking you to deliver. ”

Your friend is terrified.

“What is it? ”

“This……. I'm sorry. ”

My friend left a note on my desk and ran away. I frowned and looked at the note.

It was written on a pencil.

[The book of Hwang lives in the garbage. Interiors and uniforms are all recycled. There is only one piece of garbage that cannot be recycled, and that is the sulfur standing.]

"......."

What I didn't immediately react to, it's just, it's so ridiculous.

“Ha."

I stared at my friend in vain.

“What is this...? Are you kidding me? ”

Twitch. The other students step back and the friend snarls.

I was stressed out all night because my customers were acting like shit, but my heart was full of tears because of my friend's calf.

“Did recycling put you up to this? Hey, hey. Look at me. Look at me. There are things a friend can do and things he can't do. Did Kim Yul tell you to send this note? ”

The friend didn't say anything. He still looks frightened. As I was about to head towards him, another classmate approached my desk.

“Hwang Eun-suh……."

“What?"

“Sorry. Here. ”

As my classmate threw it at my desk, it was another note. I grabbed and read the note reflectively.

[I feel sorry for my kids. Hwang should call you Senior. Have you thought about their feelings? You don't have a conscience?]

My head was numb.

Through that gap, three of my classmates left me another note. Like the two before them, these guys have been actively involved in 'Kim Yul Play’.

[Hwang Eun-suh, really dirty. It's dirtier than a mathematical gland.]

What the hell.

[Shock! There's a student in uniform who doesn't suck!]

I don't know why they're doing this to me.

[You smell really bad. Seriously.]

Something happened yesterday.

It happened, and I'm the only one who doesn't know it.

Something turned all the guests away. Not only that, I blackmailed my friends into putting on a live show like this.

‘Let's calm down.'

My heart pounded like crazy.

‘Calm down. Calm down. Did Kim Yul do this? No, it can't be. It was a little weird yesterday, but no. Who did this? ’

It was then.

“The book of the Emperor!”

The teacher reached out his head to the front door of the classroom. Students looked at the class together. The class sweeps through the atmosphere of the classroom, finding me and gesturing.

“Come with me for a second. ”

“Me...? ”

“Well, then, do we have one in our class, two in our class? Come on, it's no big deal. Captain! Pick up the kids' cell phones and bring them back. ”

I stumbled halfway around the room. The surrounding area is strangely quiet as you leave the room.

We had a fight.

It seemed like my classmates knew why I was called. I didn't seem to have any doubts about the fact that the class called me. Only the nerds who were studying from morning followed the notes.

“The book of the Emperor.”

Office.

“Yes…."

“Are you doing something bad? That's not gonna happen, is it? ”

The class asked casually. It was a saying that it was really nothing. In the office, the students in uniform went around to get the leftover backpaper while printing. The teachers were arranging the printer before the first lesson.

“Yes?”

“Is there anything bad going on? Do you have any ideas? ”

“No…. ”

My heart was beating.

“There isn't one.”

"Hmm."

The room scratched my head.

"Hey, Hwang Eun-suh. Don't go around talking about what you just said. Do you understand?”

“Yes... ”

“Listen to this. ”

The classroom handed me the earphones. Received. The earphones were connected to a computer in the classroom. Click and press the mouse to hear some recorded voices on the earphones.

- Hey, hey. Don't hit me yet! On your knees!

- Yeah, a lot of people gave it to me this time. Out of the five people who have given you the requisition, we will draw a concept for you today.

My throat was cold.

- Oh, Quinn's the one who was chosen today. Congratulations, Quinn. Clap, clap, clap.

- Whoa!

My voice.

And it was the voices of my friends who had just thrown me a note.

- Quinn's quest, let's see. Hey, you even gave me a budget. One hundred thousand won. Don't starve us. Pay the price. And for our popular star, we mix the scenes and the mulberries....

Click.

The conference stopped the recording file.

“Did you hear that? Did you hear that? ”

“Yes."

“I got this recording file in my mail yesterday. The sound quality is not good, but it sounds like you, and it sounds like other kids. That's why I'm asking you just in case. Hwang Eun-suh, isn't this you? ”

“No, I'm not.”

I tried to make a confused face.

“What's a queen more than that? What's the play?”

“I don't know. I've heard it from the beginning to the end, but it's weird. Anyway, I feel bad. It says in the mail [tell the 2nd grade 5th grade brass book] that this is a joke between you two.... ”

This is crazy. That's how you threaten kids.

Fortunately, this room was a fool. After listening to the recording file, I was a human being who suspected that this was a kid's prank. I mean, he's such an idiot, he didn't even know what was happening in his class. It was bad luck for me.

‘I can't do anything with this recording file. It's just a scare bullet.'

Maybe one of his friends, or one of his clients, copied the recording. You're messing with the copied file like that. If you had more conclusive evidence than a recording file, there would be no reason not to send it to your classroom....

‘Cause the problem is, the shells are freaking kids out. Damn it.’

The class looked up at me.

“This isn't really a joke, is it? ”

“No. Uh, but can we not tell the other kids about this? ”

“No, never say it. Anyway, I said no. Go back to the classroom.”

“Yes."

I killed the footsteps and left the room.

‘Shit. Shit, shit! ’

Glug.

The moment I opened the office door, I encountered someone standing across the street.

"......."

The captain holds a blue plastic container in his hand. I picked up my phone from the classroom.

“Oh, sorry. ”

The supervisor said with the same face as usual, a nerd's face, then stepped aside slightly. Normally, I would say thank you, but I couldn't afford it now. I just roughly made eye contact and went out into the hallway.

I don't know what son of a bitch stole it from me, but I'll have it for you within the next day! Son of a bitch. You look at people funny. This is beyond a level of playfulness. You don't do this to your classmates! ’

Glug.

The sound of the door closing behind your back rings quietly.