Ex Rank Supporting Role's Replay in a Prestigious School

Soon after, the weekend greeted them.

The faculty’s residence was located in Eunad’s residential area. Although it was already the weekend, Shin-rok Kim returned from work late in the afternoon.

There were no days off, even on weekends, as the number of lawmakers demanding the submission of data recently increased.

‘It’s not even the government audit time, this is a bit harsh.’ He thought.

Legislators of every kind have been individually requesting school management data. Although this was a legitimate procedure in requesting the submission of data through the resolution of the plenary session or the standing committee, there were a lot of lawmakers who ignored this, so there were no signs of a decrease in administrative work.

There were many directors and teachers involved in the Hwanmong Gate, so this was unavoidable.

This was especially true for Seong Guk-eon. They had been following the procedure, but the frequency itself proved too high.

Seong Guk-eon was a student who Shin-rok Kim taught whilst using a different face and identity in the past and currently serving as a member of the National Assembly.

“I’m tenaciously checking the case when it happens. Budget operation and execution from the selection process to outsourced chores…”

‘Yearly and quarterly student statistics. What are you looking for?’

He did not think that the administrative workload would be reduced by that wind.

Not long ago, 2nd-grade class 0 students who were dissatisfied with the heavy workload of the head of the school affairs department, Zhuge Jagger, came in.

2nd-grade class 0 students even caught some teachers who were procrastinating and dragged them to the front of Zhuge Jageol.

Jiik-hoe, in which Shin-rok Kim served as an advisor for, considered him and even reduced the amount of work that was originally considered small.

‘I have to work hard for the students.’

“Master Yong Je-gun!”

“Did you come to work?”

“Yeah. I’m behind on work. It’s over now.”

Shin-rok Kim released the fingerprint recognition-type door lock and said that it was attached well.

Seeing this, Yong Je-gun burst out laughing.

“Are you still going to pretend to be a teacher on the weekend? Doesn’t that make your life a little boring?”

Upon hearing that, Shin-rok Kim tilted his head and looked around.

After he was convinced that there was no sign, he quickly changed his expression and dragged Yongjegun into the door.

“Hahaha! Oh, that ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about?’ facial expression. It makes me laugh every time I see it,” Yongje-gun burst into laughter, even as he was being dragged inside.

Unlike Kim Shin-rok, who hid the fact that he was a descendant, Yong Je-geon openly revealed his true ancestry.

Yong Je-geon was Kim Shin-rok’s longtime enemy, and he loved to make fun of Kim Shin-rok in this way.

“Why did you come to school?”

“You know that even if you want to work, you can’t. The scope of my work set by Chairman Hwang Ho is limited.”

Even though Yong Je-gun didn’t recommend it, Kim Shin-rok had still cleared the skill while he sat in his seat.

Then, Shin-rok Kim’s facial features soon became clear, and a red color began to appear on his eyes and hair.

“It looks a lot better. Isn’t it a waste to live in hiding?”

“Shut up.”

While speaking harshly, Shin-rok Kim took out two teacups.

He prepared Shifu Yongjeong Tea Yongcha Lake, grown in the cold water of Hopocheon Stream, which was a favorite drink of Yongje-geon. Seeing Shin-rok Kim moving diligently, Yong Je-gun laughed.

‘Your sexuality is the same as your father’s when he was young. Your face might resemble your father, but you’ve always looked a lot like your mother.’

Just by looking at Kim Shin-rok’s real face, it was evident that he was the son of Jeok-ho and the grieving Ungnyeo.

And because of this, he would much rather hide his face.

“Drink this and go.”

“Don’t worry, I will.”

After all, the deep and clear fragrance of Yong Jeong tea and the color-like jade were appealing.

“What happened to Jeok-ho?” Yong Je-geon asked as he savored the taste of tea with a satisfied expression.

“Why?”

“What happened? You must have been hurt.”

“There was a time when you and Hwangho were both nervous at the same time. Then suddenly, it calmed down.”

With this, Kim Shin-rok closed his mouth and tilted his teacup.

“Besides, the ungnyeo of sorrow moved in a red dress.’

Yongje-gun decided to keep his mouth shut as his thoughts roamed over this clue.

“Please tell him congratulations on your recovery for me.”

“How the hell do you figure it all out?”

“It looks fine now. Thank God.”

“Oh really.”

Yong Jae-geon, who always spoke as if looking into the mind of the person he is talking to. Kim Shin-rok felt a bit queasy, so he comforted his stomach with Yongjeong Tea.

“Your lifesaver is an unknown supernova.”

When Yong Je-gun broke his luck, Kim Shin-rok immediately responded.

“Jo Ui-shin is a benefactor of the noble family. If you harass me, the Baron will not stand still.” Kim Shin-rok’s voice filled with concern.

Half of them were worried about Jo Eui-shin, and the other half were worried about Yong-Jae.

“If it is a benefactor of your life, it is also my benefactor. I will not bother you.”

Jo Eui-shin was brought up to see Kim Shin-rok’s reaction, Yong Je-gun quickly changed the topic.

Perhaps what he was talking about was the main point.

“Shin-rok, don’t go out of silver commercials for a while.”

Kim Shin-rok shook his head even though he thought that this was strange.

“I can’t because there are events where I have to lead the students.”

“Well…what do I do I can’t attend outside events by contract.”

“Why?”

Yong Je-gun remembered the ‘eyes’ he felt whenever he went out of a silver commercial. It was the type of gaze that could trigger the senses of a person who was highly sensitive to space or gazes.

Yong Je-geon looked out the window and said, “Someone is watching.”

* * *

“Good morning.”

After being greeted by Yong Je-gun, I walked right into the simulation room where I was just training.

‘What’s with that expression?’

Yong Je-gun had an ecstatic expression on his face. This was an expression I had seen several times in the game, and even when I came to this world.

I had an ominous feeling about this.

“Sir. There were no signs before you came in, but now I can feel the signs of other children besides you.”

Huh. It did seem as if my ominous feeling was on point.

He turned around and looked around to see if other children could hear it. Yongje-gun flicked his finger to make sure.

Just right.

Along with the clinking of fingers, the noise of the surroundings could be heard little by little.

In the meantime, it seemed that the sound was blocking the sound of the chess table and the audience seats in the chess tournament.

Before I came out, he was activating space art.

Again, my playable character was well prepared.

“Shall we talk?”

Sensitivity and reasoning ability proved to be too good, but that in itself could very well be a problem.

* * *

Central District General Club Hall.

Poor chess attire.

Because the sun had already set and the club activities were over, there was no other person there.

‘It’s full of chess.’

This was a hologram with a trick application that seemed to have been made by hand. It had a chess piece made of various materials such as wood, acrylic, crystal, and foreign metals.

There were also notations that were seemingly being studied by small groups of students.

This was a chess opening encyclopedia that collected ‘book moves’ from the beginning of a chess game. The most striking among them was the chessboard case with a name tag on it.

1-0 April Seeum.

1-0 Han.

This guy must have prepared a personal chess board for all the students. There were the names of the kids in our class who decided to take a beginner’s class.

Seeing the names of the two men, it seemed that their cold hands had returned a little warmth.

‘Do I need to bring you here?’

Yong Je-geon, who had activated his spatial skills to cover the insolvency, spoke as if he had just read my mind.

“Because this is the only place that even Chairman Hwang Ho can’t look into among the spaces allowed for me in the silver advertisement.”

After speaking, Yong Je-gun looked at his hand.

“I thought I overcame the trauma by winning the chess tournament, but I guess it’s still there.”

He was right.

Yongjegun flicked his finger once, and the insolvent room was suddenly covered in jade.

It looked like a barrier was woven into space and colored over it.

‘If you research my background and watch me play chess at a chess tournament up close, you’ll know if I’m traumatized.’

It was Yongjegun who watched all the matches and covered the entire stadium with his own space art. He didn’t find it strange, even if he felt as if something was wrong with his body each and every time he played chess.

“I’ve been worried about you ever since you saved Shin-rok.”

“Are you acquainted with Mr. Shin-Rok Kim?”

“Yeah. Shin-rok is my friend.”

Was Yong Je-gun a friend of Kim Shin-rok?

They both had long lifespans, and the Balaur and the Baron had exchanges, so how did the two of them get to know each other?

“To be honest, I know your true identity. Are you wearing a crow mask these days? Red Cliffs too.”

I was prepared, but the word ‘that’ came out. Suddenly, the heat on his face seemed to heat up around him.

‘As I thought I should’ve come in summer clothes. I should start wearing summer clothes tomorrow.’

Even after escaping from reality, Yong Je-geon continued to speak using that particular word.

“Most of the reasoning was done by Junyeol. Junyeol is not as sensitive to space and presence as I am, so he must have lacked the clues needed in order to find the Red Cliff Thief,” Yong Je-gun explained.

The character of ‘The Word’ held a similar appearance to Yeom Jun-yeol and Kwang-rim. From one day on, Yeom Jun-yeol had stopped looking for the person. Instead, he began to concentrate more on training.

“There’s no way Junyeol can give up on the Red Cliff so easily, right? I thought that our excellent Junyeol had found the Red Cliff thief and started to serve him as a teacher.”

In the voice of Yong Je-geon who said that, Yeom Jun-yeol’s assistantship ended up being buried.

It didn’t give as much tea as BIue Dragon or Yeombang, but it seemed that Yongjegun was also Yeomjun yeolpa.

“It was strange because I didn’t feel the presence of that teacher.”

“But why did I… Are you saying that he is Yeom Jun-yeol’s teacher?”

I knew I couldn’t use that word, and so I used another expression.

The Jamsil Baseball Stadium incident happened on the day Yeom Jun-yeol threw the first pitch.

A boat party thusly occurred following the incident.

Last year, Class 0 of the first year involved the Hwanmong auction.

“It is Uisin and Hyodon who are connected with all three. It’s just the two of us, but at the time of the Hwanmong auction, Hyodon was in the Fight Club, right?”

Still, there were only indirect clues. There was no conclusive evidence.

Before rebutting like that, Yongjegun pulled out an item card and said:

“This is the last clue. It was given to me by the Jin people I had traded with in the past. I told you to use this to keep an eye on the deck because something fun is going to happen on the day of the boat party. This is the leftover card.”

Looking at the border of the item card, he found that it was of a UR grade.

‘Signs of the Absentee.’

It was a consumable item with a name I had never seen before, all up until now.

“Even though it’s UR-class, it’s an item that is useless if I don’t have the ability to detect a presence. I was keeping my senses on deck with this item on a boat party day.”

Using UR-class items to do such a useless thing?

Yong-Jae-Gun’s words continued. He said the exact order of the ‘player’s trajectory’ that I had used.

“That day, I used Oh Hye-ji’s ‘Wei Tae-cheon (HF) under the Moon’ for quick movement.”

After that, Park Seung-hyeon’s ‘Jingunga led by the military’ and kwak Kyung-gu’s ‘100 Seconds of Grace’ were used sequentially to prevent the split.”

“Hyeji was in Kimopoleia, but at that time, she was in the raid on another world. Seunghyeon and Goo were in the dormitory all weekend.” Yong Je-gun said in a voice full of confidence.

“Is that your wild guess? On the day of the Hwanmong auction, and while training with Junyeol, he turned into Junyeol. The ghosts that just left the simulation room are probably the fault of the Gwangrim.”

There was no excuse for doing this.

I nodded at his words and then asked, “Who is the Jinjok who reciprocated?”

“I think you already know. It’s the faction that cares about the enemy.”

In short, it was a jinx that cared about the opposition. She was not a noble, so I could only consider her as a grieving woman.

I would also like to consider the steps of Ungnyeo of sorrow, but that was not important right now.

“Are you going to reveal my identity to the Balaur?”

Yongje-gun shook his head at my question.

“I have no intention of revealing your identity. Even for Junyeol’s sake. Instead..”

The dragon’s eyes lit up.

‘In order to say this, I must have reasoned and put a lot of effort into digging up my identity.’

“Next time, let me in. exactly.”

Yongje-gun half guessed it and it was true.

It seems that observing and taking action with the Red Clown monster has been added to Yong Je-gun’s new play.

When he nodded, Yong Jie-geon had a very refreshing and ecstatic expression.

“Then, please take good care of me, Red Cliff.”

I honestly just wished they would stop calling me that.

* * *

I tried my best to leave Yong Je-gun to head to the dormitory as subtly as possible, but I knew I had failed.

‘It’s not bad to move with a solvent gun.’

This was a dragon with skills that were comparable to that of the blue dragon, the head of the dragon clan. If you moved with him, the number you could put would definitely increase in a significant manner.

‘It’s still far from happening, but the ‘Dragon Palace Collapse,’ ‘Dragon King’s Maiden’ Scenarios… If you have a dragon, you can twist the story or do something that didn’t exist at all.’

Gwangrim and skills were excellent, and if one had a genuine interest, then they would definitely show extraordinary reasoning and patience.

‘I thought I might find out if it was Yongjegun, but how did he find out so quickly?’

Red Cliff thief = Jo Eui-shin.

Currently, only Yongjegun knew about this fact.

The people who knew that the crow mask was actually me, in reality, were Hwang Ji-ho, Jeok-ho, Ok To-yeon, Hong Kyu-boh, and Maeng Hyo-don as well.

They found out about it all by themselves when I showed up wearing it. Yong Je-geon, who had little contact with Jo Eui-shin, only found out by default.

‘No, there was also Baekho ‘Baekho-Kun had something to see.’

I called Baekho’s device code, which had not yet sent or received messages.

‘Can I say something out of the blue?’

If you think about Baekho-kun’s personality, he would rather hate wasting time with unnecessary greetings.

I threw it out of the way.

[U] I want to hear the voice of Sangbo Shim Geumpa. Help me.

Gwangrim of the Baekho army was to summon weapons.

Although it was not described in detail in the game, there was also a scene where he seemed to be communicating with his mourner, Baek-ah.

He seemed to know something.

[Baekho] I got it.

[Baekho-kun] Instead, there is an underlying condition.

The answer came right away. It was surprising that these particular conditions were put on it.

[Baekho] Play chess with me.

An unexpected condition had just occurred.