62 – Chapter 3. It’s not a technology leak, it’s advice! (3)

“Student Ymir.”

“Yeah!”

“It’s nice to have dinner, but why are you here?”

“Yeah, if you eat at a restaurant somewhere else, the villains might run out of control and get attacked!”

Ymir’s words were right.

“Because while eating at a restaurant with the teacher, it seems like students, devils, or villains will pop out again. It’s safest to eat here now. Something like that will happen here. You have no work!”

“Isn’t it troublesome for students to be here?”

“If I were a high school student, the teachers would be in trouble, but I’m an adult, so there’s no problem, right?”

“Won’t it hurt Ymir student’s public image?”

“You won’t live long if you pay attention to the kids who gossip behind your back.”

It was logical and I wanted to refute something, but I have to say it anyway.

“I don’t think it’s normal to come over to a guy you’ve just met and occupy the kitchen and cook.”

“But there is no safer place than the official residence, sir, right?”

Yes.

Ymir is now in my house and cooking.

“There are no students in the official residence, and no students means no one to run over. Then it’s safe!”

“Isn’t there a possibility that adults can be villains?”

“If there’s a villain here, it’s no big deal. Everything will be resolved before I step in.”

“Student Ymir is coming out…?”

“…Ah! I mean, there’s no need for a weakling with special powers like me to step in. hahahahaha.”

Ymir pours the pasta sauce in a cold sweat.

Maybe it’s because he’s from Canada, but he seemed to be more of a Western food fan than Korean food, and Ymir was better at cooking than I thought.

“…Oh my God. Ymir, did you learn to specialize in cooking?”

“I didn’t learn it professionally, I just learned to cook through someone I knew. About half a year?”

“Did you learn this in half a year?”

“I can only cook what I can. I can hardly cook Korean food, only Western food.”

“Nice.”

These are not empty words.

It’s a heartfelt story.

“When I get married later, I want to marry a woman who is good at food.”

“…what does that mean?”

“I’m having some Korean food.”

I tapped on the refrigerator.

“Japanese, Western, and Chinese food are all to some extent, but the main thing is Korean food.”

“Do you cook yourself?”

“Uh. Instead, unless it’s a really special day, I just eat chicken breast and vegetables.”

“When is that special day? When you’re just having a meal with a girl?”

“When eating with others.”

“So today is a special day?”

“It’s like that.”

I took out a bowl suitable for pasta from the cupboard, and Ymir immediately put the pasta into the bowl beautifully.

“Do you like talking while eating, or do you like talking after eating?”

“I’m a par with the opponent.”

“Oh, me too. Then… Shall we eat and talk over there? I have something to discuss.”

“It’s good.”

I pulled out the island table in the kitchen to make room for it.

The width was a bit narrow, so the two pasta bowls were placed diagonally, and the chairs were pulled up so that each other’s knees could touch each other slightly.

“hehehe.”

“Next time, I’ll have to buy a table that’s wide enough for a cripple.”

“Why? Right now, this street is perfect.”

“Do you like hitting like this?”

“Aww.”

I lightly flicked my finger on Ymir’s forehead as he leaned forward.

“You’re doing too much, really! No matter how many beauties there are in Sejong Island, how can you treat a foreign girl with super-climax like this!”

“You are a student, I am an employee.”

“But you’re a college student? And you know what?”

Ymir lightly wrapped the pasta around the fork.

“The fact that the country is trying to lower the legal age for conceiving people with special abilities to the age of a high school student.”

“……crazy?”

no.

Is this country crazy?

“What did you say now?”

“The existing minors are left as they are, and in the case of people with special abilities, the age at which they can conceive… They say they are preparing a bill to lower the age of ‘adult’ to 17 years old. When they turn 18 and reach their second year of high school, they become adults right away. that’s it.”

“You’re out of your mind.”

I know there is a certain difference between normal people and people with special abilities, but only people with special abilities lower the age of adulthood?

“It’s easy for the kids here on Sejong Island to run wild, so you’re lowering the age of their adulthood?”

“It means to love Korea. From the standpoint of the country, the more talented people you give birth to, the better it is.”

“But if only people with special abilities lowered the age of adulthood, there would be a huge backlash.”

“I don’t know because the teacher is Korean, but there are memes like that in foreign countries.”

Ymir lowered his head slightly and lowered his voice.

“Being ‘Korungtang’.”

“…that’s a bit bittersweet story.”

“But it happens all the time, doesn’t it? A corpse suddenly disappears, a person who used to live a normal life goes missing, or a person with superpowers runs amok and kills a person, but it doesn’t fade away.”

“……There’s something like this about that.”

I raised my hands and covered my eyes and ears.

“Judge, I didn’t see or hear anything.”

“…….”

“What do you think?”

“teacher.”

When I removed my hand and looked ahead, Ymir tilted his head slightly and stared at me.

“I don’t think that’s what you mean, sir?”

“My true heart?”

“I think that if you are going to do something like that, you will do everything in your power to overthrow it.

“Then I could be ‘Steven’?”

“Even if you get stung, if you feel like living here is a beggar, you leave. There are actually a lot of people who left like that.”

“…….”

“If you’re interested, go abroad. In fact, Canada and the United States accept so many immigrants from Korea, don’t they?”

“I don’t know much about that.”

know.

It’s just that Sejong Island is here, so we can’t talk casually.

“Student Ymir. I’m not particularly patriotic, so if someone else talks like that, I might get kicked out of Sejong Island.”

“Oh, am I going to eat corongtang then?”

“I’ll pour a bowl of it very thick.”

“Oh, is this a report?”

“what.”

I tried to flick my forehead with my fingers once more, but Ymir threw his head back and raised both hands.

“Are you going to keep hitting me?”

“Even if I hit a frontal straight here, you, a person with special powers, wouldn’t be hurt at all, right?”

“It hurts my heart.”

“Then restrain yourself. You don’t say anything strange either.”

“The teacher said something strange first.”

“It’s because you got a basket in your head.”

“Then you have to blame the person who made you think of a horse harness!”

Ymir poked the pasta with a fork.

“You said that only those with special abilities were being drafted to lower the age of majority. Do you know why that happened? What if you looked at the country from a foreigner’s point of view?”

“You mean from the point of view of not being patriotic, but of saying goodbye?”

“Yes. If you really mean it.”

“Yes, of course it is.”

I also picked up some pasta.

“The president’s grandson and granddaughter. They’re 17 this year.”

“You got it right!”

Ymir clapped his hands.

“My granddaughter is now in Sejong Island, and my grandson is now in Busan. Both…”

“S-class. Twins at that.”

The president’s grandson and granddaughter are S class.

Not a common case.

However, with a little twist, this is also possible.

-My promise is to make my grandson and granddaughter a proper hero and contribute for the country!

What if the public voted against a politician with an S-class grandchild and he even got elected as president?

“Did you say the names were ‘Joe’ and ‘Irin’? The man is Joe. The woman is Leerin.”

“Yes. Both of them are indispensable to this country, S-class talents.”

“Aren’t you a hero?”

“…To be honest, I only talk about it in front of teachers, but they’re not mean kids.”

Ymir continued with a more serious voice.

Her voice was full of resentment towards the president’s twins.

“How do you know that?”

“Because they live for their pride. And there are quite a few C-level and B-level talented people who emigrate because the two are territorial and mischievous. If you search the Internet, you’ll find quite a few interviews criticizing the two, right?”

“…isn’t that a story you can’t find at all in Korea?”

“It’s all because of the information control. In reality, it must have just killed people, right?”

“It won’t be like that.”

no.

“If it were a villain like that, the goblins would have come forward and broken his head.”

“Even though you’re related to the president?”

“Dokkaebi’s bat doesn’t avoid being a ruler.”

“Are you a goblin fan?”

“…any?”

Although I’m not a fan myself.

“Well, I like goblins too.”

“Student Ymir? Why?”

“It’s cool.”

“Cool? A goblin? Probably not. Under the mask, you’re just ugly, and that’s it!”

My shin hurts.

“Did you just kick me?”

“It’s punishment for swearing at the goblin. Heung.”

“No, are you a goblin fan?”

“I wasn’t originally a fan, but I became a so-called ‘Pasuni’?”

It is unfair.

“Even if I go over soup, I can’t go over goblin.”

“Write…”

I’m a goblin, but being attacked for cursing at a goblin?

“It’s really too much, really. A person with special powers just beats people.”

“It’s E-class.”

“Even if it’s E grade, being sick is sick. If you get bruised later, I’ll sue you, so look forward to it.”

“I prepared a comment knowing that I would say take responsibility if it breaks, but I didn’t think I would be suing.”

Ymir twisted the corner of his mouth with an astringent face.

“But the teacher also slapped me on the forehead.”

“Are you hitting me the same as hitting me?”

“Let’s try to agree on the assault on both sides?”

“…Ehh. I won’t lose a word. Cool, cool.”

“It’s my argument.”

In the midst of talking and chatting, the meal was over.

“So what do you want to discuss?”

“…Oops! Look at my mind.”

“I thought you were going to have a serious talk at tea time after eating, but I guess that’s not the case.”

“I’m sorry. I was distracted from talking with the teacher.”

After sipping green tea, Ymir stood in the center of the room.

“teacher.”

“why?”

“I, I developed a new costume.”

After taking off the Taegeuk watch and throwing it on my bed, Ymir stood up as if he were going to do some taekwondo-

“Please watch. My transformation!”

“They say you’re a goblin fan, so maybe you like Doji Rider-”

“Sun Crystal Power!”

My whole body started to glow in rainbow colors.

“…Hey!!!”

“why?”

“Your body is exposed!”

“Originally, girls transform like this!”

I thought Dodge Rider would show up.

“Voila!”

Magical Ymir appeared.

Wearing a hanbok with a skirt that reaches up to the thighs.