I Became an Academy Overpowered Instructor

Episode 1

“Haa… I don’t know. Me too.”

The complaint of a friend who was drinking.

I prepared to calm down in advance, thinking that it was a start again.

“Is my novel so boring? I don’t know what the hell is wrong with it.”

“Yes. Yes. It’s okay. You can do that.”

“…….”

Was my consolation too insincere?

The man sitting across from you. Baek Sung-hoon’s gaze feels warm.

“What if you think you can. Readers are always complaining.”

Saying so, he pours the drink into his mouth.

As I drank through my limbs, I felt quite worried.

How many bottles did he finish by himself?

Through my eyes, I saw a table lined with empty soju bottles.

A guy who can’t even drink alcohol sees alcohol as water.

“Didn’t you say you quit drinking?”

“…… The world won’t let it be like that, so what should I do?”

“Well, why do you cut off this good thing? I’d rather cut the lifeline.”

“Whoa… I feel like I want to quit both of them.”

A frog is killed by an inadvertently thrown stone.

He’s usually very hurt by each and every bad comment, but today it seems he’s particularly heartbroken.

Of course, that is the pain of creation, and as an artist, it is an inevitable fate, so there is no way I can help.

I’m just comforting you with words.

“John. What do you think are the downsides of my novel?”

Sung Hoon suddenly asks.

I salivated and pondered at the question.

‘He’s not feeling well.’

Consolation that only appears is only a makeshift expedient.

Seeing his precarious condition, now is the time to seek more reliable and effective advice.

I spit out the words that I had kept in my heart until now.

“It’s a downside. It’s a mountain.”

Lack of probability, excessive development of sweet potatoes, indiscriminate throwing of rice cakes.

My mouth hurts just talking about it.

I poured out all of that and even confirmed the kill for the last time.

“And the biggest downside is another.”

“What is it?”

Are you asking because you really don’t know?

I let out a deep sigh and spoke nonchalantly.

“You know the character ‘Cheong Hae-beom’?”

“…… uh. I know. I don’t know why.”

Cheon Hae-beom is the strongest person in the world view set by him.

However, such an important person was less important than an ordinary extra.

It is only mentioned between the characters, and there is no direct appearance.

So, since all the information about the perpetrator, including his appearance, abilities, and human relationships, is a mystery, it can only be frustrating as a reader.

“The strongest has no choice but to have a big role. But it hasn’t appeared once over 500 episodes? Do you think this makes sense?”

“Um… no.”

“If that’s the case, shouldn’t you create a character called Cheon Hae-beom in the first place? Why bother throwing rice cakes and making the readers tantalize? There’s no meaning in setting the strongest person in the world.”

To be honest, the problem with this was so obvious.

To be honest, 80% of malicious comments are about perpetrators, so I said everything.

“Don’t you know in your heart too? In a situation where there is a blockage or a sweet potato, it will be over if Cheon Hae-beom shows up. You’ve planted a lot of rice cakes, and now it’s time to solve them.”

There’s no way this guy didn’t know, but strangely he didn’t try to fix these problems.

A writer’s particular stubbornness? Or is it because of his nasty personality? Whatever it is, it won’t help at all with the writing.

“…….”

Anyway, now it’s time to give carrots to the guy who is full of scars.

I patted my friend on the shoulder who was silently lowering his head.

“But don’t be too depressed. Your novel is interesting enough.”

“Ugh. Thank you for your words.”

After that, we didn’t speak for a while.

I just drank quietly and he refilled my empty glass.

It was Sung Hoon who broke the silence.

“Hey Yohan. Then, how should I use the character of ‘Heaven Hae-beom’?”

“Umm… He’s the strongest in the world, but he has many uses. As I just said, it’s like a blocky development or a sweet potato-“

“Don’t just gossip like that, just be more specific.”

I looked at Sunghoon without saying a word.

Sung Hoon exudes an unusually serious atmosphere.

There was even a sense of desperation in his pupils.

I stroked my chin and conveyed my personal thoughts.

“First of all, your novel is an academy thing. Then I think you’ll appear as an instructor accordingly? The main character is also a growth type, so it’s perfect.”

Looking at Seonghoon, who nodded his head, he speeded up his speech.

“If you’re a Munchkin instructor, you’ll be able to help grow the helpless protagonists and the others. Then you’ll have a close battle and you’ll be able to take care of the weight, isn’t it killing two birds with one stone?”

“…… That makes sense.”

I guess my advice was helpful to some extent.

The guy muttered to himself while deep in thought.

“But. To have Hae-beom Cheon as an instructor… It’s too difficult. I can’t draw a picture in my head.”

Wow that’s so frustrating

At this point, I am getting angry.

“Whoah. I’m going crazy, Seonghun-ah. How did you write with that personality? It’s a sweet potato that really lives and breathes.”

“…….”

“What’s difficult? It’s just a matter of roughly twisting and inserting several settings.”

“It’s just… he could be an obstacle to the main character…”

“What nonsense again. What is the obstacle of the strongest instructor. Hey. To be honest, if I were a perpetrator, I would be able to roll the main characters and the others to the end in 100 episodes?”

“uh?”

Were you talking too much?

Suddenly, the boy’s expression changed.

‘Why are you like that?’

Seonghun was chewing his lips with a very serious expression as if he was lost in thought.

eyes contemplating something.

After a long time passed, he vomited short words.

“John. Can I ask you a favor?”

“what?”

“I’ve already failed. There’s something I want you to do for me.”

“…? Are you asking me to write something instead?

“It’s nothing. Just.”

what?

Is it because of drunkenness?

For some reason, my consciousness becomes more and more hazy.

The eyes that contain the guy keep closing, and the senses in the whole body fade.

“Teach the kids. You’re an expert in that kind of thing.”

“What are you talking about… Hey wait a minute I… I must be drunk… Why am I doing this all of a sudden…”

“I’ll definitely repay the favor. I believe in you, John.”

The sweet voice you hear is like a sleeping pill.

Strangely, his consciousness was dim, but his hearing was brighter than ever.

“I’ll definitely repay the favor. I believe in you, John.”

“I-trust me? What are you saying…”

After chewing softly.

My consciousness was cut off.

#

“Teacher, do you have any changes in your mind?”

I was clearly having a drink at a meat restaurant with my friend Baek Sung-hoon.

But where are you?

“Maybe the coffee doesn’t suit your taste…”

A man with a strange appearance speaks to me.

A middle-aged look. A warm impression.

At first glance, it can be dismissed as an ordinary middle-aged person, but the long scar drawn diagonally from the top of the eye proves that it is far from ordinary.

‘what?’

The man who sees through me with a burdensome gaze.

It’s the first face I’ve ever seen.

I recalled the last memory.

I emptied my glass with him and eventually collapsed from a hangover…

‘Then this man is Seonghun’s father…? This is Sung Hoon’s house?’

Belatedly, the surrounding scenery came into view.

Tables and chairs installed in each location, people drinking coffee and chatting.

At first glance, it looked like a cafe.

‘Why is it so bright outside?’

As the sunny weather overlapped, confusion multiplied.

“You don’t seem to fit in your mouth either.”

I don’t think this person is Sung Hoon’s father either.

No, but where is Baek Sung-hoon going again and is there a strange man?

I stared at the man sitting in the front seat.

Even after digging through the jumbled memories, no one matched.

I finally stopped thinking and decided to ask.

“Excuse me, who are you?”

“… Master. Are you even joking?”

The title a middle-aged man calls me. Master.

It’s a very awkward tone that doesn’t suit me.

“Keuheum…… Master, I think you misunderstood the person.”

“I’m sorry to say this, but Master is no joke. It’s too out of the blue.”

A middle-aged man sitting in the front seat frowned.

Really, if anyone sees it, it’s like I’m joking.

“I’m not kidding.”

“You’re particularly playful today. Do you have any plans?”

Is this total psychosis?

Who are you, what are you talking about?

I wanted to grab him by the collar, but I couldn’t put my thoughts into practice because of the unspoken pressure that emanated from him.

He shook his head as if resigned.

“Okay.

“……?”

The moment I heard it, I doubted my ears.

Some familiar names.

Of course, there is no way to know where the name came from.

‘The protagonist of the novel written by Baek Seong-hun.’

Ma Seong-yong is the background in which the main characters in the novel are active. He is an important character who is inaugurated as the chairman of Arena Academy.

They look like middle-aged people, but the reality is completely different.

The position of chairman is a non-job. His main job is the master of a huge guild called ‘Glorious’, so his military power is counted among his five fingers.

‘They said the atmosphere was scary for some reason.’

The fact that this man is that Demonic Dragon sends chills all over his body.

What character in the novel came out in real life?

no

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Just now, a man named Ma Seong-yong saw me and called me Master Cheon Hae-beom.

That means Son.

‘Have I been possessed? And to the perpetrator?’

f*ck.

Doubts turned into denials, and denials turned into certainties.

The desire to see it as someone’s hidden camera is like a chimney, but the existence of Ma Seong-yong imprints the reality again.

‘That ugly scar.’

Praying just as Ma Seong-yong is described in the novel. An unrealistic sense of intimidation emanating from him.

There are physical evidence in front of you that you can’t even get rid of.

I’m the only one who gets tired even if I deny it in this situation.

I finally decided to accept.

‘But what was Cheon Hae-beom talking about with Seong-yong Ma?’

Among the numerous rice cakes, there was a rice cake that Ma Seong-yong was taught by Cheon Hae-beom.

It wasn’t a lie, it was the truth.

At the same time as I agreed, I was curious about the current situation that was facing me.

Where are you and what was I talking about with that man?

Such questions were gradually amplified in the conversation with Ma Seong-yong.

“So the conclusion is rejection?”

“what?”

“I’m sorry. Those kids are really rare prospects.”

“…….”

He just shook his head without saying anything.

“No matter how you think about it, the only one who can guide them to the right path is Master.”

I was doing something to stay still, so I gave a rough match.

Of course, in a solemn manner worthy of the master’s weight.

“Is it really just me?”

“Yes. Master is the only one. Our Arena Academy is full of gemstones that even I can’t handle. Master is definitely the right person for Class A, where those kids belong.”

I know what you mean.

Ma Seong-yong seemed to be scouting me now. As an instructor at his academy.

But was there anything like this in the original story?

Suddenly, a scene passed through my mind.

‘wait for a sec.’

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Just before he fell asleep, a f*cking favor came out of Baek Sung-hoon’s mouth.

[Please teach the children. You’re an expert on that.]

‘What the f*ck.’