I Became an Academy Overpowered Instructor

Episode 44

Time passes and the illusion disappears.

With the blurry figure of the man in her eyes, Han Choa awoke.

[You’re awake.]

However, a strange phenomenon occurred.

The only Master was facing him.

while getting a little older.

[Looking at the face of my sea criminal, I had a bit of a hard time. Thank you Haebeom.]

A young boy with black hair.

No matter how you look at it, it was the figure of your own master.

The little boy’s mouth moves quickly.

[How is it? Vitality in the body […]

Choa Han looked at the boy in a state of fascination.

Either way, the boy was still talking to himself.

[Now then, wake up. Don’t bother the sea criminal anymore.]

It’s a reality that’s even stranger than the dream I just had.

Small words flowed from Han Choa’s mouth, who was dazed.

“Little… Master?”

So Master is Master, but he has become younger.

little master.

Other than that, I can’t come up with a clear name to call it.

#

Choa Han does not allow a relationship.

He does not open his heart to others and is reluctant to meet people.

‘No, rather than being reluctant.’

A more appropriate word would be indifference.

Such a personality did not change even when dealing with the main character, Cha Hyeon-woo.

It is a national rule that all heroines have a crush on the protagonist.

You could call it fate.

Through a certain incident, the heroine comes to depend on the main character, and in the process, love sprouts.

Of course, even if there is a brief emotional change in the process, the result does not change.

Even in the original novel of this worldview, the heroines all have a crush on the main character.

Except for Han Choa.

‘Actually, I’m not even a heroine.’

To Choa Han, the name Heroine is just a signboard. In reality, he is more like a female friend.

Pink situations between the two happen occasionally, but whenever that happens, Han Choa builds a wall in her heart.

It’s frustrating.

Even though a cool guy is right next to him, he doesn’t pay attention.

If you look at it like this, you can see that feelings for the opposite sex are dry, but that is not the case again.

She is a one-sided, pure-hearted woman who only looks at one man.

However, I did not expect that the man’s identity was a low-level criminal.

“Promise me.”

She smiles faintly in front of me and raises her little finger.

“With your little finger. Quickly.”

“…… Okay.”

A promise never to leave without a word again.

I risked my little finger at that coercive request.

Her faint smile grew clearer.

“In exchange, there are a few conditions.”

This condition is not for me, but for Choa Han.

I spread my two fingers and lowered them one by one.

“Stop skipping class. Is there anything that will ruin my teaching authority?”

I have a reason to look at Han Choa’s dynamics in the closest place.

At my words, Han Choa nodded.

“Yes.”

Cool answer.

“And one more thing. No drinking.

It’s all for your health.

As if understanding my feelings, Han Choa threw out a pleasant answer this time as well.

“Yes.”

He answered right away without a moment’s hesitation.

As far as I know, Han Choa drinks a variety of alcoholic beverages besides Hwanmongju.

One day, I’m going to get my hands on medicine, and I’m really worried about the future.

“Don’t you like alcohol?

“I don’t like alcohol.”

She added after a brief interval.

“You like Master.”

“Uh, yes?”

Han Choa was full of sadness in my memory, but why now?

‘Is that Han Choa?’

He looked very happy.

To the point where I doubt if that indifferent and reticent Han Cho-ah is right.

[Ummm…]

I turned my attention to the young Hellion.

The guy was biting into Han Cho-ah’s arm.

“Rion, what are you doing?”

[Filling the stomach.]

“…… It’s strangely filling.”

Han Cho-ah, who has much more than S-class mana.

For a dragon whose stock is magic, Choa Han has no special feast.

‘Isn’t he sick?’

Right now, Hellion was biting off Han Choa’s arm.

It’s good to eat mana, but it’s a bit frowned upon because of the way it works.

All I see is stinging, but Han Choa doesn’t change her expression at all.

He carelessly stroked Hellion’s head.

“Doesn’t it hurt?”

She looks at Hellion at my question.

Betsy laughs at what is so good.

“No. All right.”

“… can it be good?”

“Yes.”

After saying that, I focused on stroking again.

Does Han Cho-ah really know?

The fact that the young boy’s shell is a dragon.

And does Hellion really know?

The fact that the owner of the arm he was biting down greatly contributed to his subjugation.

“it is delicious?”

[It’s much more delicious than Haebeom. I can be friends with you.]

“I like little masters too.”

“…….”

How would you like it? We are getting along well with each other now.

I looked at those two all the time.

‘Huh, I’m glad. With this, Han Choa has been resolved.’

Choa Han was a character that would not be strange even if she died at any time.

He spends the rest of his life in vain and lives day by day with the feeling that he would rather die.

Even so, there is only one reason why she holds on to the lifeline.

In order to reunite with his teacher, he lived a long life after seeing only one of them.

All the will to live comes from the teacher, and it is to live with him as fuel.

I’m really curious.

‘What kind of a bastard was he?’

That suspicion slowly turned into resentment.

‘This Baek Seong-hoon bastard is real.’

Have you ever seen such an irresponsible madman to be possessed by such a big man without any countermeasures?

If I meet you, I will definitely defeat you, even if it means death.

[It’s over now. It’s full.]

“Stop?”

[Excessive greed causes anger. If you eat more, overload will come.]

“You can eat more.”

She put on a look of genuine regret.

Then he turns his gaze to me.

“Master…?”

“I’m not working either.”

Do you know who is a pervert?

“…….”

The woman, who had been showing her tears, let out a moment of exclamation.

“Master. Let’s go.”

She grabbed my arm and dragged me.

“I have something to show you, Master.”

#

I wondered what it was like to go outside, but was it this?

-stroke-

Choa Han shows off her swordsmanship from a distance.

No, it’s closer to sword dance than swordsmanship.

Its use is also closer to that of a brush than a sword.

“Well.”

Usually swordsmen try to annihilate their enemies with aggressive and threatening attacks.

The murderous intent that only stemmed from killing was buried at the tip of the sword.

The sword’s trajectory, the piercing sound it made through the air.

That alone exudes the intent to kill.

But what about Han Choa?

Unreasonably, it is quite calm and calm.

The act of raising and swinging the sword was like drawing a picture or scribbling.

The whole body swaying in time with it looked like a splendid smoke, and admiration leaked out without my knowledge.

– Glance

She stopped moving and looked at me from the side of her eye.

Seeing my gaping mouth, she smiled a little.

The sword dance continued again, and I forgot to close my eyes as I watched.

A few bangong sounds reached my ears, and the sword was soon withdrawn.

Han Choa sighed deeply and looked back at me.

“How is it? I’ve been trying my whole life to look good to Master.”

how to answer this

I just answered vaguely and passed it on.

“How to say… You’ve improved a lot. It’s the fruit of your hard work.”

“really?”

It’s been like that before, but Han Choa’s smile suits her.

Why didn’t this look like this in the novel? I’m all round

“More. No more?”

She craves affection unsatisfied.

I said in amazement.

“Hmm. What can I say about your swordsmanship, Choa? Should I say it’s unique? It looks very special. In a good way.”

It’s a bit of a bad impression, but what can I do? I can’t fathom Han Choa’s swordsmanship.

In the first place, the position of teaching and the position of being taught have been reversed.

How can someone like me teach Han Choa? It makes no sense.

“Is there anything lacking?”

“What’s lacking? Nothing in particular.”

“…… Really?”

The voice of Choa Han, who had been indifferent throughout, suddenly rose.

She asked again for an answer.

“Is that true?”

“Huh? Uh. It was just perfect.”

Upon hearing my evaluation, Han Choa’s shoulders slightly drooped.

“I… have you finally been recognized?”

“what?”

I don’t know exactly what it means to be recognized.

I don’t even know how she took my little compliment just now.

“…… finally.”

It’s nice to see you happy though.

I added one more sip.

“It’s much better than before. Keep going as it is.”

“Again. Again.”

“It seems that the movement of the toes is stable and the evasion ability is considerable.”

“And yes.”

“Simbeop, swordsmanship, magical power. Everything is impeccable and perfect.”

“Do more.”

There is no end. There is no end.

I have nothing to say now.

I just spit out whatever came to mind.

“Umm… I think you’ll do well enough without me now, right?”

One day, Han Choa’s expression was filled with fear.

It was only when I saw Han Choa’s changed expression that I realized.

What a big mistake I made, what a huge mistake I made.

“No, you know it’s a joke, right?”

“Yes. I know.”

“I’m not serious, I’m-“

“I know. It’s okay.”

He said that, but the aura that emanated from his body didn’t seem like it at all.

The calm yet ominous energy is like the night before a storm.

“I’m fine.”

After the words were over, the ominous aura that had passed through my body completely disappeared.

Having calmed down, she spoke calmly.

“So don’t worry too much.”

“…… yes.”