“First of all, as you said, I had to tell the academy that I would be a little late and come… … What else is going on today?”

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Kwak Chun-sik, digging his ears, asks why he called the abandoned warehouse in the morning.

At first, he asked why he had to do mentoring on the day of the academy class, but… … .

‘I think the Buddha’s disciple will need some help from Master.’

‘yes? Where is it?’

As always, the word “teacher” made me jump over and come find me.

“Anyway, the academy first year students will be leaving their seats because of the Gaegwacheonseon, but isn’t this enough?”

“Hey. So it’s more honey. Moderately, I tried to see if it was you or something while sipping coffee from juniors, but didn’t you come because you were having a hard time?”

He grumbled as if he was annoying, but didn’t he come to see me in the end?

It was also a part where I could see that he really thought of me.

“It is exactly as I said over the phone. There are children who need Master’s help.”

“yes? other than you other children?”

“Yes.”

I turn my head and look towards the abandoned warehouse.

Latte has already been instructed to hand over work to Seo-Jun Han before going to work at the cafe.

How is Han Seo-joon, who is a member of the secretary’s office and a former member of the National Intelligence Service, managing his children?

I’m curious.

“I’ll treat you to a cup of coffee. let’s go old man.”

As we enter the warehouse with Kwak Chun-shik, who is still puzzled, we are greeted by a huge space.

However, if there was a little difference, it was strangely quiet inside compared to yesterday, which was excessively noisy.

When I went inside a little more with the mind that there was no one there.

“Ah, are you here? young master. Old Chunsik.”

Han Seo-jun, who was standing in front of the children, turns his head this way and bends down.

Then, the children bowed their heads in the same way towards this side.

When I was puzzled by the completely different atmosphere, Han Seo-joon opened his mouth as if it was nothing.

“The kids listened better than I thought. Agent Latte must have worked hard last night.”

“What have you not done?”

“well. I only had a little education as I learned.”

At the sight of Han Seo-joon answering with a shrug, the children begin to tremble.

I don’t know what the heck he did… … First of all, I’m glad you seem to be listening well.

“great job. Go to the car and rest for a while.”

“As commanded.”

Han Seo-joon leaves the seat with his head down like that.

Standing in front of the children, I spoke as if spreading a notice.

“I will tell you the most important things first. First of all, the place you called the circle has now collapsed.

“… … Yes?”

“Are you coming?”

“What is it?”

… … The kids are more serious than I thought.

“It means it is gone. It means that you no longer have to pay activity fees to the circle.”

The children who understand and respond with surprise.

It’s fun to see some of them open their mouths wide and some of them shut them up.

“So, are they all gone?”

“no. uh, how?”

“You don’t need to know the details, and anyway, there’s no such thing anymore, so you don’t have to be afraid.”

And that’s not what’s really important.

“… … I know the circle is gone. But who is the person behind you? I guess I saw you somewhere.”

Han Ji-yeon, a child in tracksuits with the number 1 ticket attached, first recognizes Kwak Chun-sik and then asks a question.

“uh? is it real I think I saw someone somewhere.”

“Are you a celebrity?”

An elderly man who starts to laugh, as if the reaction of the children who recognized him was so good.

“Eugene, did you see it? I am this much. There are no kids who don’t know me, just. Heh heh heh.”

“of course. He is no other person, he is the hero of Korea.”

After giving a rough answer to the elder, he continued his explanation while looking at the children again.

“This is my teacher, Aura Master Kwak Chun-sik the Elder. It wasn’t a big deal that I brought this person, I brought you here to educate you guys.”

“Yes? Education?”

“Aura Master? Oh, that frame… … Eupup!!”

“Oh my God, am I learning that aura or something?”

huh? What are you all talking about?

“Why are you guys learning Aura?”

that’s mine

“What you learn is etiquette education, not formality.”

“””ah.”””

The three children whose expressions hardened in an instant at my words.

“Old man. These guys were the ones who beat people and took money in the past. Can you instill some manners in the way the elders do?”

“yes? How did you know? People in the world call me a manners injector or something.”

That’s right, of course you have to know.

Is there one or two people who fell for your manners injector?

“First of all, these guys are the subjects of my Gaegwacheonseon Project. I still have an hour left until I go to school… … May I ask you a favor?”

“Anyway, you’re just making me do troublesome things. Well, I’m still asking for help with academy activities, but I can’t say anything… … Eh.”

Saying that, he raised his forearms, and the compressed muscles and veins hidden under his clothes sprouted and he began to prove himself.

“Okay, then we. Let’s start simply with the Four Books and Three Classics.”

“Hee!”

“brother! I’ll live honestly! Yeah? please!”

yes. There’s no way.

Another reason why that person is called a manners injector.

It was because he enjoyed it the most.

How sincere they are in etiquette education, this kind of article was even posted in the community.

[Title: Hey. Do you guys know what the talent walking around CS is?]

[Author: Niconicotintine]

[Voila! The correct answer was Teulchunsik! No, my character is addicted to cigarettes, so I’m using a cigarette on the corner of the street, and suddenly someone talks to me. When I said I’ve seen it a lot, it’s an Auror Master.

ㄹㅇ I was looking around because I thought it was a new event, but he held onto it and preached for an hour.

I wonder if it was the production team’s intention, I couldn’t skip it, and it was like a dog, really.]

[ㅇㅇ: Ah, I heard that was the official setting of the producer. If you get caught by Kwak Chun-sik for committing a crime, you’ll get scolded [ㅇㅇ]

[└ Nico Nico Tintin: What kind of dog-like setting is that?]

[└ Darkness in the Underworld: Ahhhhh, if you die mysteriously while requesting an assassination, you know it’s Kwak Chun-sik hahahahaha]

[└ㅇㅇ : It looks like this new baby is being messed up again hahahahaha]

[└ Darkness of the Underworld: D-C-Ra.]

[└ㅇㅇ : Ughhhhh]

… … There were painful memories.

Thanks to that, there are things that have become more vicious.

Ah, since I’m watching that, I think I’m going to get PTSD too.

As you slowly turn around and try to get out of the warehouse.

“It’s true, Eugene. This is a story that will help you too, so sit down and listen.”

“I suddenly had something urgent——”

“Write it——.”

“… … ah.”

moving failure.

* * *

after the children leave for school.

I climbed into the passenger seat of Kwak Chun-shik’s car and stared blankly out the window.

“It’s a big deal. Why do you want to go to the academy when you can rest?”

“Even if it’s not because of class, there’s a lot to do.”

A support project for clubs that started recently.

Most of the work was left to Haru and her ‘international trade club’, but the clubs that had been suffering from economic difficulties so far flocked together, as well as those who had turned into small groups, so the work was on the verge of paralysis.

It was yesterday that I contacted Haru with a worried heart… … .

‘It looks like I haven’t slept for about three days.’

‘Aren’t you sleepy? well. In fact, I think the sense of being sleepy has been paralyzed.’

‘Maybe caffeine is flowing through my body instead of blood. after. Whoops. Huhuhu.’

I thought I was crazy, so I decided to help a little bit today.

I went to the club room of the ‘International Trade Club’ with the coffee and desserts I bought at Latte’s cafe.

“welcome… … International Trade Donga… … uh?”

An employee with a tired expression looked at me and was startled.

“Looks like you’re very busy.”

“Oh, no. I will quickly call the manager.”

Even when we first met, the way I looked down on him was good, but now, looking at him moving so quickly, I felt somehow satisfied.

There are certainly many differences between when I first came here and now.

It was because I was a kid who hadn’t achieved anything at the time.

After waiting for a while, I saw Haru, who had a tired expression on his face, walking towards me, rubbing his eyes.

“… … did you come young master.”

“You seem to be in a lot of trouble.”

“Still, I think it is worthwhile to do as much as I can see the results. But that… … ?”

“Ah, I think I will need it.”

Saying so, he handed her the coffee and slices of cake he had packed.

An eye-opening day.

“Certainly, the coffee I was drinking ran out, so I had to go buy a new one… … I will drink well thanks.”

She bowed her head and accepted the coffee, and immediately began handing it out to the staff.

Then, like hungry hyenas, the staff disappear with coffee in an instant.

Haru, who took the last remaining coffee and took a sip, looked at me with slightly smarter eyes.

“It tastes familiar. It seems to be similar to the coffee I had at the Bocchan’s mansion.”

“right? I’m glad you seem to like it. By the way, where are the papers that you said would be difficult to handle?”

“ah. You are talking about them.”

Nodding her head, she turns around and says.

“The papers were arranged separately in one corner of the manager’s office. Let’s go together.”

The manager’s office followed her into it.

As if representing her personality, the bookshelves and interiors are neatly organized, and even the tidy floor where not a speck of dust is visible.

However, unlike that appearance, on the desk, a cluttered, huge mountain of papers that had never existed before greeted us.

“… … You said you were doing all this alone?”

“This is what I gave out to other employees. That means the master’s plan worked well.”

Saying so, she walked to the desk.

“Huh.”

Haru, who is the only one of them holding a stack of papers, gently puts them down on another desk next to him.

“These are the documents I was talking about.”

“… … All of this?”

“All of this.”

… … He said it was a little, but it was quite a bunch.

No, looking at the papers on Haru’s desk over there, it’s a little bit.

“Do you want to start right away?”

“OK.”

Still, it didn’t take long for her to review the documents, perhaps as a result of the recent training she received from Concilieri.

It seems that most of the problems are clubs that are difficult to profit from investment, or places that have come up with ridiculous plans.

Even as an outsider, I thought there was no possibility, so I said everything.

In the midst of organizing such preliminary waste paper packages one by one.

“yes?”

Along with the familiar club name, a nonsensical plan stood out.

“This is——.”

‘About the development and utilization of strategic weapons using magic stones’.

It was a title that made my mouth water.