Chapter 46 – Chapter 46- Treatment (5)

The day after I was discharged from the hospital, I returned to the academy and participated in class.

Death of Teacher Pan.

When I, who was related to him, returned, there was a slightly uneasy atmosphere in the class.

However, as the saying goes, pain heals with time, the children acted as if nothing was wrong in the present situation two weeks later.

When the teachers saw me, they only said, ‘I’m glad you’re safe,’ and didn’t ask any more deeply.

I thought of a person quietly in this play.

Wearing a red leather jacket and red sunglasses, the sorcerer Hong Ma-dong.

No matter how much he fired at the wage rate, it was of no use to him.

Using teleportation, moving behind me.

Blowing away my payroll law with a dark dagger, etc.

I squeezed his hand, thinking of the ridiculous person who played with me.

The last moment reminded me of my fingers tightly pressed into my grasp.

The moment when I used Yin-Yang Reversal and my fist touched Hongma-dong’s chin.

It’s still a long way off, but I’m sure I reached Hong Ma-dong with these tightly clenched fists.

“I’ll see you again.”

In my hazy memory, the figure of Hong Ma-dong, who was torn limbs by someone, remains.

I knew he wasn’t dead yet.

This is because Kim Ji-hye never tried to talk about ‘Hongma-dong’ to me.

If it was a person who was already dead, if it was already over, Kim Ji-hye would have told me.

‘The guy who hurt you is now gone, so don’t worry.’

In addition to this fact, my intuition was telling me he was alive.

He was not the kind of person who would die laughing empty-handedly.

The mad eyes peeping through the red sunglasses were not the feelings of a person who could end there.

That’s why I had a strange conviction that I would meet Hong Ma-dong again someday.

Compared to Hongma-dong, my current skills were far behind.

However, after writing Yin-Yang Reversal, I now feel two senses of heterogeneity in my body.

To the tactile sensation that still lingers on my fingertips.

I was certain that one day I would be able to cross Hongma-dong.

In order to do that, I had to recover my physical condition first.

Right now, the yang qi in my body is still in a confused state, and when I spit out magic in this state, instead of manifesting the magic, blood gushed out.

So, this weekend, I had to do a gig.

I glanced around.

“What’s wrong~? Han Jun-ah.”

Miho, who seemed strangely happy, looked at me and smiled.

Maybe because we made an appointment yesterday, even though Seol-hee was near me, Mi-ho smiled thinly and didn’t interfere anymore.

As if no matter how hard I try, it won’t work for me.

Miho leisurely waggled his tail near me.

“Nothing.”

Hehe~.”

But knowing where that slack comes from, I swallowed a gulp.

Miho looked at me intently, as if she liked my behavior, then stretched out her slender fingers and placed them on my thighs.

Swoop, Swoop.

Miho scratching my thighs with her nails.

Seeing the feel of his fingernails brushing against the soft school uniform and Miho’s strangely red eyes blinking, it seemed that this weekend would be pretty intense.

* *

Weekend.

Time passed quickly, and the weekend approached.

After a simple breakfast, I’m reading a book related to witchcraft.

Before I knew it, the time I promised with Miho had arrived.

To go out on a date, I was struggling with what to wear and looked at my clothes.

Then, for some reason, Darae, who was staying in the room without going to training, asked.

“Hanjun, where are you going?”

“Okay, let’s go downtown today.”

“I see. If you’re in town, are you going to buy something that isn’t in the academy?”

“It’s not…”

I slurred my words and rummaged through my clothes.

Deciding what to wear, I threw off my pajamas and changed my clothes.

“I just have some business to do.”

Darae coughed for some reason and turned his head away from me.

He was a very strange guy.

Wearing a shirt, walking around.

Because sometimes, when he changed his clothes like this, he coughed and turned his head away, as if something was offended.

It seemed like he was quite shy, just like his pretty face.

But thanks to that, the flow of conversation was cut off, and Darae no longer inquired about my whereabouts.

I put on my pilot jumper for the last time and got ready to go out.

But then, something suddenly fell out of the pocket of my jumper.

“Hanjun, something fell out of your pocket.”

I heard the sound of Darae lowering his body behind me.

“…?”

What was in your pocket?

Suddenly, my mind spun quickly.

A condom I bought at a convenience store a few days ago.

The condom that Miho shoved into my pocket.

‘0.02 ultra-thin condom.’

Realizing that fact, I couldn’t look back at all.

“Uh?”

And likewise, Darae, who realized what the fallen object was, uttered a question and kept silent.

Silence lasted for a while.

Let me slowly turn my head and look at Darae.

Darae was opening the opening of the condom box with trembling hands.

As if denying reality, the pupils shaking in all directions fluctuated even more after confirming the contents contained within them.

“Ha… Hanjun! Could it be that this is the reason you want to go downtown today?!”

Darae squinted her amber eyes and shot at me.

Even if he tried to make an excuse, Darae guessed beforehand and added his words.

“Succubus inn! You’re going to go to the succubus inn, which is popular in the city these days…!”

“What, the succubus inn?”

When I spit out the name of a building I had never heard of, Darae said, perhaps mistaking it for a positive meaning.

“Yes, if you sell information or hand over money, don’t you want to go to a place where you can have sex… Sex… Sex?!”

“No!”

I vehemently denied it.

But, holding my box of condoms, the runaway Darae didn’t listen to me.

“Of course, individuals are free to engage in sexual activity. But, Hanjun. Once lured by dreamers, they might do bad things.”

Darae, rolling his eyes round and round, spreads a long speech to me.

Apparently, there seems to be only one way to resolve this situation, so I closed my eyes tightly and spat out.

“I’m going out on a date with Miho today.”

“Yes?”

The broken arrow broke again.

Darae, who was constantly pouring out words, didn’t say anything, but fiddled with the condom in his hand.

“That… So, Hanjun. Since you’re on a date with Miss Miho today. This condom…”

“……”

I didn’t say anything.

Then Darae’s face turned red like a radish.

That’s, uh, uh, um.

Darae, who had been spitting out various onomatopoeia, closed the condom box and handed it to me.

I silently handed over a condom from Darae.

As if he could not stand the silence, Darae quietly stood up, tapped me on the shoulder, and somehow spat out the words.

“I’m sorry, Hanjun. I must have made a big misunderstanding. Condoms are a very important contraceptive tool, cancer! By the way, contraception should be used.”

Darae, who was actually speaking, didn’t even know what he was saying, he was talking gibberish.

Hearing that, I couldn’t stand it, so I started talking bullshit together.

“Isn’t it? If you’re a man, it’s good to have one in case you don’t know when.”

“That… That’s right. I should get one toohaha!”

“No, I’ll give you one. Use it later.”

I tore off a condom and handed it to Darae.

Darae handed over my condom with trembling hands.

“Thank you, I’ll use it later.”

“Thank you, friends help each other.”

I spit out the words, and looking back at the current situation, I felt like I would fall endlessly if I kept talking any more.

So I hurriedly ran to the shoe closet.

“Then, I’ll come.”

Decorate your shoes and say hello to Darae.

Darae nodded his head stupidly and said to me.

“That… Yes, Hanjun. You must use a condom.”

Looking at that face that was red like a carrot with her eyes closed, Darae obviously didn’t know what she was talking about.

The only way to get out of here was to run away, so I hurriedly ran out of the room.

* *

“Mmm… Uh… Um.”

Darae, who was left alone in the room, blankly looked at the condom in her hand.

A round circle rising above the shiny bag.

Curious for a moment, Darae scanned the circle with his fingertips.

A ring made of rubber.

Recalling what he had to put in it, Darae held his breath.

“Suck! This… Gee, sensational.”

No one said anything, but Darae swung his body around with his face reddening himself.

Without losing his usual dignity, he walked lightly.

It was unthinkable for a Sword Demon to wield a sword in the training ground for over 10 hours ignorantly.

However, Darae did not stop there, and he swung his body even more at the thoughts that were constantly floating in his head.

Kang Joon and Lee Mi-ho.

He thought they were close, but he didn’t expect them to be.

At that moment, I remembered Kang Kang-joon’s body that I had seen at first glance.

Wearing a sleeveless shirt, her strong shoulders and back were clearly exposed.

In addition, because they share the same room, Darae, who has seen various appearances, could not stop the imagination running wild in his head.

But then, I heard a ringtone on Darae’s cell phone.

Tiririk-. Tiririk-.

The endlessly soaring thoughts were suddenly cut off by a sudden phone call.

Barely awake, Darae caught his breath and looked at the name that popped up on his cell phone.

‘Yoo Seol-hee’

She thought that for some reason she called herself, and she answered the phone.

“Seolhee-yang, what’s going on?”

“… Gangjun Kang, is there?”

“Keuheum! Kkeuhm!”

Recalling the commotion that had just occurred, Darae let out a clearing of his throat.

“I just left.”

“Where.”

“I went to the city, with Miss Miho.”

“… With Lee Mi-ho?”

Did you say anything wrong?

Darae swallowed her breath, feeling the strangely cold tone of Yu Seol-hee.

“I don’t know the details either. If you’re really curious, why don’t you call Hanjun?”

“Okay.”

It’s too complicated in my head.

In order to unravel this confusion, the answer she wielded for hours was the answer.

Darae quickly tied the knife hanging on the wall to his waist in order to quickly go to the training ground.

And whetherheheard that sound, Yoo Seol-hee asked Darae a question.

“Where?”

“I’m going to the training ground, is there anything else I can say?”

“No, that’s fine.”

Pop.

The phone is disconnected.

Darae, who had two knives tied to her waist, stared blankly at a condom left on her blanket.

“There will be nothing to write about in the future.”

According to Kang Kang-joon, it is a necessity for men.

He didn’t need it at all.

So, after picking up the condom, Darae quietly opened Kang Kang-joon’s desk drawer and put it in.

“Kuhm!”

Darae coughed once again and rushed out of the room to go to the training ground.

And beyond the window of the empty room, a shadow shook.

It jumped through the window and wandered around the room, finding a desk.

Even at a glance, there were a lot of things that could be seen as Kang Kang-jun’s desk.

It hesitated, then sneakily opened the drawer.

Shiny condoms.

A white aura spread around the shadow that silently watched it.

Damn

Soon after, the floor in the room where no one was left was covered with white frost.