Ex Rank Supporting Role's Replay in a Prestigious School

What I brought were enough clothes to successfully cover a spacious living room.

“Huh… Did you buy all of these? How cute…!”

“Wow, that’s…”

“I really need to take a picture.”

The three siblings, descendants of Eunho, could not take their eyes off the densely sized clothing.

Meanwhile, Olmu’s eyes were shining brightly, and I found myself wondering if my new gifts would be liked.

‘I just want you to feel better.’

Even today, she refused to act aggravated, nor did she demand to be hugged.

Even if I were to drink up all the Deer tribe potions, my heart would probably still not be relaxed.

I then began to ask Olmu in the softest voice possible.

“Olmu, which clothes do you like the best?”

However, I received no answer.

Hwang Jiho, who had been watching this situation, wore an expression that seemed as if he would explode at any moment, making the atmosphere seem even more sinister.

Ah….

Olmu then turned her head.

When I saw this, I froze. She still seemed angry with me.

What was wrong? I had done nothing wrong, but it still seemed as if I had done something wrong.

That simply meant I had to do better.

I tried thinking of a way to relieve her wrath from me, but I found that I couldn’t.

Hwang Jiho, who kept looking at me with a stiffened posture, eventually burst out laughing.

“Hahahaha!”

His laugh soon morphed into a smile. Meanwhile, Olmu still refused to look at me.

Eunho’s descendants looked bewildered as they looked at us.

“Hwang-ho…?”

“…Wow, this is the first time I’ve seen him smile like that. “

“I need to make a video of this.”

The situation had been settled only after the belatedly appearing Jeokho spoke up.

“Stop it, Jo Eushin.”

“…Yes.”

Leaving behind my regrets, I looked away from Olmu’s white back.

And so, with the enemy’s guidance, I moved to the drawing-room.

Since it would soon be summer, the interior had changed significantly.

The gold color arrangement was still there, but the curtains were made of thin and transparent materials, and the furniture was replaced with bright colors.

‘You still care about the seasons, huh.’

Today’s tea ended up being bokbunja iced tea, and the refreshment was fruit slices made from apricots. It seemed to be a menu choice, considering that the interior of the mansion was pleasant, but the exterior seemed quite hot.

‘Huh, but I can’t see Baekho.’

It must have been in the entrance hall, but it was not visible in the drawing-room.

Seeing that the white porcelain teacup for Baekho-gun was placed, I thought Hwang Jiho was up to something.

“Now, he is coming.”

After taking a few sips of my cold tea, Baekho arrived.

As soon as he sat down, Hwang Jiho started right away.

“The gang hunter has been missing.”

“Well, I’m sure he’s not dead.”

It had dealt a lot of damage, but it definitely wasn’t enough to die.

“He didn’t die. That’s because there’s nothing wrong with the barrier.”

Could one tell if a gang hunter was alive or dead just by looking at the barrier?

Hwang Jiho continued. “The barrier of the new role is connected with the power of all the heads of the 12 branches. If any of the chiefs have died, I would have noticed.”

Then, where the hell did that gangster go?

Jeokho looked at me in trouble as he spoke.

“It seems that the Don tribe is searching for a missing gangster. There are traces of the last contact with subordinates, but…”

Jeokho seemed to have investigated the Don tribe.

He had fully recovered from the injury, and there was no risk of getting hurt because the Don tribe did not have low gangs, so Hwang Jiho seemed to have allowed it.

“There are many speculations. The prevailing opinion is that the low-level hunters who failed their missions must have disappeared. Morale’s pretty low.”

In addition to that, Jeokho began to speak with a smile.

“There is no gang hunting in the Don tribe, and even if the low gang hunting returns, there won’t be any reward. There’s no need to be afraid of a toothless pig. There’s more to be concerned about now than the whereabouts of that pig.”

This time, Hwang Jiho developed a hologram.

The first hologram that appeared was a picture of the group’s next leader, Chuo Group and TC Group.

On the second hologram, a map of the Korean Peninsula was displayed with the names and bases of the Wu (牛), Sa (蛇), Demon (horse), and Won (猿).

“The first is what ‘He’ will be aiming for. The second is the identity of the long tail, right?”

He nodded as he answered.

“Yes. Twice, I was aiming for the next head of the Chuo Group and the TC Group. There must be a reason as to why you were persistently targeting them.”

“If it is to directly damage the management of the group, it would be faster and more effective to target the incumbent general. Why was he the next commander? …I don’t know what you’re aiming for here.”

In the game, due to the Jamsil Baseball Field incident, the next head of the TC Group had been forced to step down from the front line.

‘The next head of the Chuo Group is in good health, but there is a problem with the management of the group itself. With only the information in the game, I don’t know exactly what the black screen Is aiming for.’

Considering the events that had occurred since then, several candidates came to mind, but I hadn’t had anything I wanted yet.

“The remaining tail candidates had been narrowed down, but it was impossible to monitor all of them at the same time. First of all, we will continue to monitor the Don.”

He nodded at Hwang Jiho’s words.

It was difficult to simultaneously monitor the factions with strong influence on the Korean Peninsula.

First of all, it would be better to make sure that the Don Clan was under surveillance.

‘The next number of black screens will come in summer vacation.’

It was best to prepare for that time now.

“There are other things we’re trying out here as well. When it works, I’ll let you know.”

Hwang Jiho, who finished the explanation, had an exceptionally bright expression.

It looked as if he was doing something else behind the scenes.

“Then, it seems that the story has been laid out.”

When the story about the boat party was over, I decided to bring up another topic. I had two things to ask Jiho today.

“There’s something I would like to ask you about, something related to the people in my class.”

“Alright, tell me.”

This guy seemed to like our class quite a bit, so he might listen.

“It’s about Han’s hearing, so what can’t you do with your own power?”

“I retested several times. Neither ability nor modern medicine could solve it.”

Was Hwang Jiho the first to find out?

Neither Han-yi nor Hwang Jiho showed any signs of this, so I didn’t know, either.

“I can’t even figure out the cause of this. It seems that she didn’t have the ability to ‘listen,’ right from the very beginning. Healing skills or Gwanglim won’t do it, either. No matter how powerful one’s healing powers are, they still can’t create ‘things that she shouldn’t have created in the first place.’”

This particular problem couldn’t be solved even with the power of a mythical baron.

Han-yi‘s problem seemed to be more serious than expected.

‘I wanted to hear a performance together.’

Hwang Jiho, perhaps of the same mind, sported sunken eyes. It would be better to move onto the next topic.

“I think Green got caught by a strange guy. Find out.”

I spread the articles and comments from the general bulletin board of the Eungwang High community that I had scraped yesterday into one hologram.

“There is no direct abusive language, so there are no sanctions. Although the content is tasty, I’m in the process of mixing fact and fiction to create plausible gossip.”

For example, it was a false rumor that Green’s work was on display at the National Museum of Contemporary Korean Art, where she began to act as a gap.

Two newspaper articles were presented as evidence.

The first article introduced the period and location of the exhibition of Green’s works.

The second was that the number of employees who had left the museum due to mental problems was increasing.

“I don’t know what kind of evidence these articles provide that Green had been abused.”

“People believe what they want to believe. While the picture of the young genius is on display, people have a problem with their minds, so I’d like to tie the two together.”

I put up another hologram.

The self-proclaimed acquaintance of an ex-employee at an art museum was talking about Green.

What had been presented as evidence was the business card of the museum staff.

‘I don’t know what this business card has to do with Green’s abuse.’

Still, foolish people would believe this bullshit because there were three pieces of objective evidence.

“If you mix this kind of delusion that is often called ‘brain fission,’ it becomes more plausible. As evidence, it becomes a rumor that there are two real articles and the testimonies of those involved.”

“…I feel so stupid that I don’t know where to start. That’s stupid. Deceivers are deceivers.”

“There are a lot of people who are jealous of Green. There are people who sympathize with this, so you better catch them quickly as well.”

Hwang Jiho then replied by scraping the holograms I had floated onto his device.

“Okay. Then, find out who he is.”

If the president of Eungwang High robbed himself, the culprit would be caught soon.

I then moved onto the next topic.

It was a topic that was deeply related to the taste of hell that I had experienced over the past week.

“I want to ask you about the effect of the Deer Elixir I had mentioned earlier. I ate it all, but I don’t know much about it, other than its effect of relieving fatigue.”

As I spoke, the taste flashed through my taste buds, and my expression hardened. Hwang Jiho saw this and hurriedly spoke up.

“Do you know about the treasure of the noble family? The elixir is mixed with the essence of the spring where the new news appears.”

Huh. It might not have been in the records, but perhaps the essence of the fountain must be precious.

“If my prediction is correct, perhaps some of the abilities of our ‘eyes’ will appear in your eyes as well. You’ll find out soon.”

Hwang Jiho said this jokingly, but his words seemed quite serious to me.

Noble eyes, as well as their underlying powers.

If one were to get their hands on something like that, the range of strategies one could plan in the future would definitely expand.

However, there was something more important than that.

“If it’s that good, then let’s start by making the elixir for Olmu.”

“…Even with the Deer Elixir, your intellectual decline won’t stop.”

Hwang Jiho pouted at this, but I was being serious.

Jeokho, who heard me, uttered an “Eushin…” but it looked as if he decided to say nothing else.

Once I finished my sentence, I went to the living room.

The three descendants of Eunho were there, waiting for me.

“…I… Please look at this…!”

The youngest member, Eun Jae-ho, unfolded another hologram.

What then appeared within the video was Olmu, looking at the cute-sized clothes on the living room floor.

[The King!]

[Oh, God. I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to take it, I meant to organize it in the divine beast’s cabinet!]

First, Eun Seo-ho could be seen apologizing to Olmu. Olmu must’ve been worried that someone would take it.

‘Don’t you worry, I’ll buy you more if that ever happens.’

[Don’t do that to Jo Eushin.]

Then, I could hear Baekho’s voice.

[He will be careful in the future, too.]

After saying this, Baekho stroked Olmu a few times before disappearing from the screen’s view.

Perhaps it was because of this that Baekho had been a little late earlier.

Huh…

While I was staring at the screen, someone approached my feet.

It was Olmu, who was looking very sorry.

Hearing Baekho’s words, she might have felt the severity of his words.

“No, no. I’m all wrong, I’m sorry!”

Olmu couldn’t have done anything wrong, so it was all my fault.

Olmu had heard my answer and rubbed her head against the hem of my trousers. I hadn’t experienced such a cute act in a very long time.

‘Finally, the snare forgave me…!”

Hwang Jiho was currently looking at me while full of emotion, while Eun Jae-ho was busy filming this moment.

Still, I didn’t care.

After spending a late Sunday night at Hwang Myeong-ho’s mansion, the trail led to the dormitory for the three of us – I, Olmu, and Baekho.

“Next week, come to the Union Office.”

And with that, Baekho left.

Monday morning.

Year 1, Class 0 classroom.

“Have you all been contacted? The homeroom teacher said that his business trip would be longer than initially planned.”

“Uh… So, isn’t Ham Geung Hyeong coming? Who rules our class ordinances?”

“We haven’t decided yet as to what the burden will be in our class, so I don’t know what exactly will happen.”

During this time, not long before the ordinance, my classmates were talking about Ham Geun Hyeong’s absence due to the extended business trip in Hongcheon.

“Green, would you like to eat this? It’s MITRON’s new Earl Gray Sabreya.”

“Huh? Did you make it yourself?”

“I’m trying to imitate it. Would you like to make one together?”

Kim Yuri began recommending sweets to Green, who looked anxious.

Even Yuri looked anxious upon closer inspection.

One of the reasons why Kim Yuri entered Class 0 in the first place was because it was ‘easy to ask for help from a homeroom teacher with such strong talents.’

Sh—

The automatic door then opened at this point, and Kim Shin Rok sailed into the room.

‘Kim Shin Rok is the homeroom teacher of Class 1. Are you planning to substitute?’

I was able to come here by entrusting the role of the Class 1 homeroom teacher to Bam Im, but this felt weird.

Hwang Jiho also looked confused. Seeing him like this also made me feel relieved.

“Class 0 is here. Well then, thank you.”

However, Kim Shin Rok did not enter the classroom. Instead, he went off in the other direction. Who came next was…

“I’m Yong Je-geon, a dragon from Yu Hee-gye, who has temporarily taken over as homeroom teacher in place of Ham Geun Hyeong.”

Why was that dragon here?

Meanwhile, Yong Je-geon was looking at me with a very bright smile.