Chapter 11
11fury
third ghost story -
Red tissue paper, blue tissue paper (1)
“okay? The point is that it's a lie that hamburgers are bad for your health..
Rather, it is safe to say that it is a complete food containing an appropriate mixture of carbohydrates, proteins, and fats. Why are bread, lettuce, tomatoes, and beef bad for you??”
Inside a busy fast food restaurant.
Gyeongwon, a cocky rich boy who claims to be an elite, was boasting about the knowledge he had seen on the Internet with a hamburger in front of him..
“Are dyes and additives added bad for your health? That's really ignorant. Since the nonsense that MSG is bad for your health became popular in the past, this country is still swayed by propaganda given by the media, such as how is it that there is a light in this store while the power is out, or that hamburgers are healthy food if you exclude French fries and cola. Do you understand??”
I mumbled, not listening, and roughly answered that I understood..
Next to him, Suna was fixing her makeup..
The sight of a girl in the same class, who seemed to be just a friend, putting on makeup was quite provocative to an adolescent boy..
I ate a hamburger while watching Seon-a's young, round face becoming more and more beautiful with makeup..
“Food is the easiest thing for media to make fun of. How much trouble have the broadcasting media caused so far for reporting on food? But what I think is more pathetic is the ignorant public who gets caught up in it.
Gyeongwon’s head suddenly exploded..
Blood and flesh are scattered and pouring down into the store..
Due to the impact of the head explosion, Kyungwon's glasses flew towards me and landed directly on my eyes..
And the message that appears before my eyes.
[Whoosh, whoosh! The passive ability Goddess of Luck has been activated.~!]
What is this, the goddess of luck?
Was it power?.
I was expecting it because I heard it was S-class, but I guess it's just barely touching and wearing glasses?.
I am very disappointed…….
Meanwhile, Suna was still fixing her face..
“Seonya, you look so pretty with your makeup on……
As I muttered as if I was possessed, Suna continued to put on her makeup, moving her shoulders at double speed as if she had fast-forwarded..
The speed gets faster and faster, and before you know it, you'll hear a strange sound like "pa-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba- ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba- ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba- ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-baat therefore,] the speed becomes faster and faster.
I put on makeup on the road.
I could see Suna's shoulders shaking as her joints couldn't keep up with the speed..
I got scared for a moment and said.
“Come on, come on. stop. Something is wrong here. Let's go out.”
Then Suna stopped putting on her makeup and spoke to me with a bizarre smile like a clown..
“ I go maaaak imiiiiimiimmmiiimiiiimiiii”
* * *
Jump up.
‘Huh, oh, fuck……
When I woke up, it was my bed..
‘Phew, what time is it??’
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[2019Wednesday, March 6,, 02： 32]
[Lee Jun - 2nd session, during tutorial]
[ghost story point : 5]
[causality : 5%]
‘It's still early morning.’
4I felt fortunate to have more time to sleep..
I've been using this method often since I found out that it's much more convenient to check the time in the system window than on my phone..
‘I had all kinds of strange dreams.’
In my last life, I only had nightmares about my friends' heads exploding..
In this life, as a result of experiencing more strange events and overlapping trauma, I had a nightmare with a comprehensive gift set, including a smiling woman in the system window..
‘ shit.’
It probably means that those events were that much of a shock to me..
The only stress in my life was exam stress..
It was my first time being so traumatized that I was so tormented by something that I even had nightmares..
After shaking my head, I got out of bed and went to the kitchen to drink water..
I can see the dark Han River beyond the veranda window..
‘Come to think of it……
Working alone like I just did in the quiet middle of the night
However, the last part of my past life where I saw the Han River overlaps..
At that time, before my graduation ceremony, I woke up in the middle of the night to a disaster warning text message on my cell phone..
And I saw the devil across the Han River..
The location where the devil was standing at that time was Sillim-dong, where I live now..
The house in my past life and my current house are located opposite each other across the Han River..
‘What the heck… What is it?.’
It was quite strange to think of it as a giant monster..
Across the Han River, where the city lights twinkled, the huge shadow moving between them still gave me goosebumps..
And the incomprehensible way of death I faced.
‘···That unidentified monster is crouching under the school.?’
And on top of that, high school students spend their time laughing and talking without knowing anything..
creepy.
I shook my head and went back to bed..
Anyway, it wakes up on graduation day
It's only been two days since the entrance ceremony..
There's still three years left, and I've only just taken one step..
I went back to sleep thinking it was something I couldn't figure out if I thought about it right away..
* * *
next morning.
As soon as I entered the classroom, there was a timetable on the bulletin board.
Wow, I saw a meal ticket attached..
Until yesterday, it was the first day after the entrance ceremony, so there was a lot of free time instead of classes in a somewhat chaotic atmosphere, but from today, I felt like school life was slowly beginning in earnest..
Soon it was 8 o'clock, and the homeroom teacher, a middle-aged, bald man, entered the classroom and said:.
“Oh, what about the person who isn't there??”
Probably a late student.
“ruler. Let's check the numbers. If you are not present, please raise your hand.~”
“ha ha ha.”
A few students laugh.
How can you raise your hand when you're not there??
However, it was fun to see a person so worthy of the joke do it so openly..
When I turned my head and looked out the window, I saw Suna running around the playground..
At this school, if you are late, they make you run around the playground as punishment..
“Oh, and is there a student named Lee Jun??”
“yes? close.”
‘Jun is now teaching with me for a while.
Let's go to the actual room. Well then, this is the end of the morning ritual. Good job everyone.”
I followed the teacher into the hallway..
“okay. sit here.”
As I entered the teacher's room and sat down, my homeroom teacher looked through a stack of papers, picked one out, and brought it out..
“Hmm... ghost story club.”
Ah, this is why I called you..
“A club that doesn’t exist yet at our school
So… Still, 'I really want to do it!' If you want, student Jun can create a new one and become the manager to run it. Is that okay??”
Surprisingly, they don't seem to care much about the strange concept of a ghost story club..
“yes it's okay!”
Actually, it's such a strange club.
I don't want to make it, and I don't want to run it either..
I'm just doing it because I think it will be helpful because the system tells me to do it.…….
“Okay, then, let me pull out a plan for you.
So, you just have to write it within today. The minimum number of people is 4, so you can get 3 more people excluding Jun.”
“yes.”
“And the name of the teacher in charge is written here in the space above the paper, right? I'm referring to the teacher in charge of the ghost story club, but I'll leave this blank as the school will give you extra resources~ Then you'll have a hard time.~”
“yes thank you!”
That's what I thought as I left the teacher's office and went to the classroom..
‘3It’s a name… It would be better to ask Sun-ah and Gyeong-won first, and then
One of you should tell someone?’
The only people I've ever talked to in my class are Deokhoon, my partner, and Hayun, Seonah's partner..
‘No, wait a minute. Was it before time went back that I talked to Hayun? You probably don't know me now..’
Then the only thing left is my partner Deokhoon?.
I sighed deeply..
And just as I was about to enter the classroom, I saw two female students walking towards me from the far end of the hallway..
One is Seona, the other is yellow hair
A woman who looks like she has a temperament.
I guess I'm done running around the playground as punishment for being late and now I'm entering the classroom..
‘…Was the name of the girl who dyed her hair Jinhee?.’
That scary girl who was sleeping on her stomach the whole time during the entrance ceremony..
I remember that when I checked the name in the status window, it said Jinhee Lee..
‘Hold on. Didn't the first quest I received say that he was my friend??’
3 friends to form a club
I received a quest to collect things, but the scary girl I was with at the time was included in my friend count, so I was able to achieve my goal..
If the system recognizes you as a friend, wouldn't it be a good idea to trust it once??
‘good.’
I decided to suggest that you join my ghost story club.!
I waited in front of the classroom door for a while, and when she came this way, I spoke to her..
“Hey, maybe-”
The girl struck with the same momentum as she came.
Without even looking, he passed me by and entered the classroom..
He smiles brightly, thinking that Seon-ah, who was following him, is talking to him..
“Oh, hi.”
“You were late again today, Seonya. nice to meet you.”
Suna giggles as if she is embarrassed..
Afterwards, I tried making an offer to Seon-a, and Seon-a seemed to be the kind of person who follows others' lead, so she cheerfully answered that she would join the club..
‘The only ones left are Kyung-won and Deok-hoon?.’
Gyeongwon was sitting in the front row as he was a studious type..
First, I tried to talk to my partner, Deokhoon, who was nearby..
“Deokhoon, have you decided where to join the club??”
‘Uhm?' Deokhoon looks at me while spitting out a sound effect..
When someone asks, do you answer?.
“I'm planning to create a new club this time. It's a concept of researching scary stories, have you ever thought about it?
there is?”
Deokhoon listened to me and raised his glasses and smiled unpleasantly..
“Yare yare.”
He then shakes his head with a triumphant expression and mutters to himself..
“I wanted to be quiet this year……
“At the beginning of the semester, he was the first person I spoke to, a partner who could become a friend~ I thought it didn't happen in real life. life is amazing.”
“Demo, because Watashi was trying to join the anime club. Gomen~”
Deokhoon puts his hands together and apologizes..
‘Phew, I'm pissed..’
* * *
“ghost story club?”
next recess.
I encouraged Kyungwon to join the club..
“You're making a new one?”
«eww =.
“ Hmm
Surprisingly worried expression.
Since I know a lot of scary stories, I thought I would readily agree, but I guess not..
What kind of message should I give here to persuade?.
“Originally, I was planning to join a club.?”
“Academic clubs or book clubs. I tried to join a club that would help with entrance exams. How many external activities are included in the specifications?
I was thinking of adding a line.”
“I see.”
I quickly thought back to the three years I spent as an entrance exam student in my previous life..
“1Even if you go to a club like that, you will lose money. This is because first-year students are never included in extracurricular activities that are reflected in the entrance exam..”
“···what?”
As expected, this guy has a lot of things in his head, but he is the type of person who only lives by what his parents tell him to do and has no personal experience..
Here, I have an advantage because I have been hit and run for 3 more years..
“It's because of my seniors. From the school's perspective, they focus on extracurricular activities for second and third year students who are in urgent need of entrance exams. Even if they participate in a club-level competition and win a prize, the seniors are the ones who put their names up first, and only when there are spaces left will the first year students be promoted as a courtesy..”
“···What are you giving me advice on??”
The guy who listens to everything I say and shoots back as if he’s in a bad mood..
‘what.’
I was moved to tears for a moment.
However, without showing too much, I quietly raised my head and quickly shook my head..
I guess I messed with his pride..
Was this guy the obnoxious type who liked teaching but hated being taught?.
Especially in areas in which you are confident, such as studying, grades, or entrance exams..
[Your understanding of the person's optician has increased by 5..]
However, I was slightly annoyed by his cocky attitude, and without realizing it, I spoke out as if provoking him..
“I'll do it because it's worth giving advice. Are you good at studying??”
“···I think I'm better than you.”
The kid doesn't talk like shit..
But what does that mean?.
Are you saying that I have the image of not being able to study?.
It was a fact, but I tried to bluff because I wanted to win for some reason..
“You think you're better than me? you
What rank did you rank in middle school?.”
“10I've always been in the top rankings. you?”
“I was always in the top 3.”
“…lie.”
The guy's face trembles slightly..
“···But why did you come to a school like this? I should go to a special purpose high school.”
“Well, I came for the same purpose as you..”
“Same purpose as me……?”
A rich boy with a questioning expression..
I can see it all after spending three years preparing for the exam. For what purpose did this guy come to this school?.
Why is there a reason for a child from a wealthy family who is ranked in the top 10 in all schools to come to such an ordinary school after skipping a prestigious high school?
You'd rather be the head of a snake than the tail of a dragon..
“Optician, didn’t you come here to get a good report anyway? Rather than going to a special purpose high school and getting a rat's ass, the goal is to get top grades at a less successful school and go to Seoul National University..”
“…I was thinking of going to KAIST. Without knowing much-”
“Either that or that. Trying to get good grades at a shitty school and go to a prestigious university. me
It's the same too.”
The guy looking at me with suspicious eyes.
Suddenly, I thought, ‘This guy studies so well?’ While doing this, I ignore the suspicion that arises..
“So listen carefully. It's not about losing money at all..”
The guy nodded quietly..
“···I'm listening. What do you want to say??”
“First of all, a club that is said to be helpful for the entrance exam you are planning to enter. 1st grade
It's useless. If you only wipe after your seniors, you'll end up wasting a year..”
“Mom didn't say that……
The cub is 17 years old and trying to find its mother..
“No matter how bright the parents are, they are only good at entrance exams because they don't know much about the politics that go on in schools. Listen. If you join an academic club, you get thrown away for a year. But what about the ghost story club I’m trying to create??”
“We are the ‘first’ members. You don’t have to worry about school circumstances. If we're good enough, we can do it all ourselves, whether it's winning a prize in a competition or doing something else. You don't have to throw it away for a year just because you clean up the poop of idiots..”
“Hoo.”
A guy who shows interest and is curious..
It encourages his elitism by belittling his seniors as incompetent people who prey on their juniors..
“The school's support is generously shared between us, a small number of people, without going to seniors. Also, as I am the club president, there are no unnecessary customs. Club time is also completely our free time. how?”
Apparently it works.
The purpose of this guy coming to school, his personality is elitist..
This is a proposal that mixes all the elements together..
The moment Kyungwon, who was nodding slowly, opened his mouth, a notification window flashed..
[Understanding of opticians has increased by 20.!]
“···You seemed a bit out of your mind. I apologize for hastily ignoring you..”
good! It was correct.!
Still, he didn't look very pleased, perhaps because he didn't like the idea of going under someone else's wing, but as he slowly savored my plan, he was impressed, resting his chin on his hand to see if it met his standards..
“If we're going to join an awkward club and spend a year keeping up with our seniors, let's do it together with those who are capable... great.”
“Well, something like that. There's no need to waste time.”
“It's a bit odd that a ghost story club is a strange concept, but... Well, the packaging is free, and the concept is as unique as it is
There will be no overlapping clubs, so you will stand out in competitions..”
The guy who was gathering his thoughts suddenly asked as if something occurred to him..
“···But is it possible for freshmen to create a club? If it works, it would be better for me to do it..”
this guy. How dare you? I came up with it first.
“Originally, freshmen couldn't form clubs. But I am able to do this because I have connections to the teacher..”
Gyeongwon, who was quietly looking at me, said, wow, ha.
He let out an exclamation..
“It's so different from my first impression. You didn't look like that at all.”
Oh, fuck. It's all nonsense~
While listening to Gyeongwon's exclamation, I wrote down my name in the plan..
Club President: Lee Jun
Member 1: Yoon Seon-a
Member 2: Optician
member3：
After lunch, I was going to the bathroom while wondering who I should invite as the remaining person..
I heard someone laughing and looked up to see my homeroom teacher standing there..
“It's Jun. Is the plan writing going well??”
Middle-aged, homeroom teacher.
He must have gone to brush his teeth and there was a toothbrush in his hand..
“Yeah, that's okay..”
“Hehe, it’s a ghost story club, so it’s interesting. I guess you like scary stories..”
“Well, rather than saying I like it, I need to do some research. I'm going to find out from now on..”
The teacher listens to me and turns his head here and there for a moment to check if no one is there..
And he carefully asks me.
“Is this the path to the men's restroom at the end of the hallway??”
“yes.”
“There's a ghost in the 4th compartment..”
“I'll ask you whether you want to give me red tissues or blue tissues, so choose your answer carefully. Well then, that's it.”
After saying those words, the homeroom teacher suddenly disappears..
‘This is a story from when.’
That's a story I heard when I was in kindergarten, when Hong Kong Grandma and Red Mask were popular..
As for the joke this morning, my homeroom teacher seems to have the sense of an old man to go a little too far..
Is this a concept??
But a middle-aged balding man with a pot belly.
When combined with that image, the old man’s emotions
exuded a bizarre charm.
‘stylish. I want to live like that at my own pace without worrying about what others think..’
I laughed and headed to the men’s bathroom..
ghost story club
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