Chapter 29 – Episode 29- Witchcraft, Youkai Academy (3)

Closed the door.

Just now, I blankly blinked at the shocking sight I had seen.

‘What?’

Doubts bit their tails in my head.

No matter how I try to answer, the question springs up again as I recall the scene etched in my eyes.

I calmly took a deep breath and looked at the sign.

‘Let’s pretend.’

The name of the guy who will be my roommate.

There was something ambiguous about this name, which could be felt as either a man or a woman.

But when I turned my gaze and looked at the surrounding hallway, it became clear.

Men, male monsters, hair, muscles.

No matter how you think about it, this is a men’s dormitory with only chubby guys.

So, the guy in this room had to be a ‘man’ too.

“…Really, what is it?”

White skin, soft-looking ass.

A hairstyle in which the red bobbed hair is fixed with a hairpin.

A large red goblin tattoo on his back.

Recalling the figure of the guy in the room, I was once again engulfed in confusion.

No matter how I thought about it, the guy who existed inside was a woman.

I could only see her white skin and buttocks, but her slender and beautiful face was hardly what could be called a man.

That’s why I can’t go in, and I’m hanging around outside the door.

From the inside of the door came the sound of clearing the throat, “Kuhm, Kuhm.”

“You can come in.”

Neutral voice.

Her voice was too thin to be called a man, and a bit low to be called a woman.

I don’t know what it is, but I thought I should bump into it, so I slowly pulled the doorknob.

When I opened the door and went in, the guy I saw earlier was sitting on the bed.

Come on.

As if to prove that she, or perhaps he, was a monster, two sharp horns stood out from her forehead.

After looking at Cheokdarae once, I sneakily looked around the structure of the room.

Spacious room, bunk bed, two desks.

It must have been installed before I came in, the sword holder hanging on one side of the wall.

I’m looking around the room, keeping alert.

Chuck Darae let out a cough.

“Keuheum, keuheum. Nice to meet you, dear friend.”

“Yeah… Bye.”

I unpacked my bag to one side of the room and looked at Cheokdarae with a suspicious gaze.

When I received my gaze, I scratched my cheek as if it was awkward.

I widened my eyes at the appearance that could be said to be cute.

No matter how you look at it, the face of the guy was a woman.

But… His chest was too flat.

That chest, devoid of the slightest hint of swelling, was too desolate to be considered a woman.

Chuck Darae smiled awkwardly and said to me, probably noticing that I was staring at my chest.

“Ah, are you doubting it?”

“Yes.”

To that, I answered without delay.

“This is the men’s dorm, right?”

A question with multiple meanings.

In response to my question, Chuck Darae asserted to me, as if asking what he was talking about.

“Isn’t it obvious? This is the men’s dormitory.”

“……”

I sat down at my desk, still looking at Cheokda-rae with suspicious eyes.

Then, Chuck Darae smiled bitterly.

“Sometimes, my face is misleading and they are mistaken for a woman…But I’m definitely a man.”

Chuck Darae jumps out of bed and walks to the wall.

I didn’t know what he was going to do, so I stood on alert and watched him.

Chuck Darae approached the sword holder on the side of the wall and grabbed one of her swords.

“Sword Demon, clan. You should know.”

“What is that?”

When I asked back, Chuck Darae looked back at me with a puzzled expression.

“I’ve heard that it’s coming over here from the human world… But you don’t know anything about it?”

“Actually, I haven’t learned sorcery for a while, so I only know the Imoogi clan.”

Chuck Darae listened to me and nodded his head.

“Um, but I do know the most famous clan. Our clan is also a very talkative clan, so you’ll probably hear about it soon.”

“Why are you talking so much?”

“That’s a bit embarrassing to say with my own mouth, so it’s a little embarrassing to say.”

Chuck Darae turned the sword around and drew it out nicely.

A blade with blue anticipation protruded from the scabbard.

Holding the sword as if lying down, Cheokdarae told me.

“There are two sword techniques in our family. One of them is the ‘one-length sword technique’ created by Cheok Joon-kyung, the founder of our sword demon clan.”

Swoop.

Chuck Darae raises his sword slightly upwards.

Then, a stream of red air flowed from the tip of the sword, and soon the entire blade was dyed red.

A familiar energy was felt from that sword.

‘Sheep.’

Every time I used the payroll law, the sense of difference that I felt in my body was wriggling in that sword.

“Oh, I guess you can feel it too.”

Chuck Darae made a surprised expression as if he knew that I had noticed Yang Ki, and put his sword back into the scabbard.

After carefully putting the sword back on the cradle, Chuck Darae said.

“It’s a family swordsmanship passed down through generations. It’s also a swordsmanship passed down only to the heir to the family.”

As if asking, he looked at me.

Even if I heard such information, there was no way to determine the truth.

So I quietly picked up my phone and texted the best person I knew.

‘The Sword Demon Clan, I met a boy who uses the swordsmanship… Is it true that this is only inherited by the fittest?’

Kim Ji-hye, the general shaman of the Seoul branch.

If it was her answer, I could definitely determine whether the guy was a man or not.

Being a very busy person, I thought an answer would come back later, but Kim Ji-hye’s reply came back to me in less than a minute.

‘Right.’

A short answer that reveals his usual blunt attitude.

After receiving the problem, I realized that he was a real man.

“Sorry, I doubted you until now.”

Immediately, I smiled awkwardly and handed an apology to Cheok Darae right away.

Then Chuckdarae handed me a hand as if nothing was wrong.

“It’s okay, it’s the suspicion I’ve been receiving so many times. This much is normal. Let’s get along well in the future.”

He generously forgave me and held the hand of Darae Cheok as he greeted me.

“Okay, let’s get along well in the future.”

The first meeting was something strange, but after the misunderstanding was resolved, I greeted Cheokdarae happily.

I told Cheokdarae, thinking that we should get close right away because he’s the guy I’ll be hanging out with in the same place for the next few years.

“By the way, he’s really handsome. His skin is white.”

“That… Is ithaha!”

“Yeah, when I first saw her, I knew what kind of woman she was. Her skin was white, and she was so beautiful.”

“Uh… Uh…”

I thought of it as a compliment, even though it was just a word.

Hearing that, Chuck Darae dyed his cheeks red and suddenly coughed.

“I’m sorry, but that’s my trauma. I’d prefer not to mention it too much.”

“Oh sorry.”

An awkward aura hovered between me and Chuckda-rae.

It seemed like it would take a little more time for him and I to become friends.

* *

After unpacking in the dormitory, I stopped by a nearby store with Kim Cha-ryeok.

After eating a simple meal and buying necessary items at the shopping mall inside the academy, it was night before I knew it.

Maybe it was because there were no restrictions on money, but I had bought a lot of things besides useful items, so Kim Cha-reeok and I had a lot of items in our hands.

“Thank you, Hanjun.”

Kim Cha-ryeok thanks me and looks at the weights in his shopping bag.

Seeing Kim Cha-ryeok, who is always consistent, made me feel at ease.

After living with Kim Cha-ryeok for several years, I felt most comfortable when I was with him.

Recalling the breathtaking first meeting with my roommate today, I shook my head.

Then, Kim Cha-ryeok raised a sharp question about him, as if he had even read my mind.

“By the way, Hanjun. How about a roommate?”

“Me? I… Met a strange guy.”

“I see, I’ve already met a like-minded friend. I promised to teach him a sport tonight.”

“Have you already become friends?”

“Um…! That’s right. There’s nothing like muscle and exercise to cultivate friendship between men.”

Kim Cha-ryeok showed me his dry teeth and asked me how it was.

“Hanjun, how about teaching you sports to get closer to your roommate?

“… Is it?”

Normally, I would dismiss it as bullshit, but I was shocked to hear from Kim Cha-ryeok that we had already become close friends.

After arriving at the dormitory, Kim Cha-ryeok told me one more time as if to remind me.

“Hanjun, show off your muscles and say you’ll teach me how to exercise. Rather than having a lot of muscles like me, a moderately lean muscle like you is more popular.”

“Did you know you have overweight?”

I was surprised and asked Kim Cha-ryeok.

Kim Cha-ryeok shrugged his trapezius muscles and replied to me.

“I didn’t meet my standards, but the world is cruel… I had no choice but to speak objectively. Hanjun, aren’t you my friend? That’s why I gave advice as realistic as possible.”

“Young…”

I looked at the guy who had said the right thing for the first time in a long time with a moved look.

Kim Cha-ryeok spoke to me again with a trustworthy expression.

“Hanjun, remember. Muscles and exercise. With these two things, men can quickly become friends.”

Leaving only those words behind, Kim Cha-ryeok went up to the 4th floor.

Left alone, I made up my mind and headed to my room.

“I’ll go in.”

I knocked on the door, gave a signal, and entered the room.

Darae must have already finished getting ready for bed, and was wearing pajamas.

“Oh, you’re back. You’re back quite late.”

Cheok Darae, wearing loose pajamas like an improved hanbok, greeted me.

I recognized him as a man, but his fair skin and sweet smell in the room made me feel strange.

To shake off the strange feeling, I shook my head a couple of times before unpacking.

“Yeah, there’s a lot to buy.”

After simply packing up, I changed into pajamas to get ready for bed.

Camis and short shorts.

As I walked around the room in the same clothes as usual, Darae was coughing and not making eye contact with me.

“… Kuh… Kuhm!”

Red cheeks and helpless gaze.

Seeing that, I was certain of one thing.

“Suck!”

Inflate the muscles as Kim Cha-ryeok does.

I gathered my biceps as much as possible and proudly showed it to Darae.

“What do you think?”

“What… What… What do you mean?”

“My muscles.”

Darae’s eyes went round and round, and they were stuck in my arms.

Darae’s eyes look both interested and fearful.

I was more confident and told Darae.

“Huh, touch it!”

“…!”

Darae slowly stretched out her thin hand and stroked my biceps.

I smiled at Darae who trembled and touched my biceps.

“How about it, do you want to work out with me later? This is a great opportunity to become a man like this. Overcome your trauma.”

Darae mumbled an answer at me with cheeks red like tomatoes.

“That… Ok, we’ll learn later.”

“Okay, I promise.”

I made an appointment with Darae with a hearty smile.

Kim Cha-ryeok was usually of no help, but I think that there are times when his advice shines…

I finished my first day at ‘Spells and Demons Academy’.