Storm’s Transfer Student

ordinance time.

A classroom where the homeroom teacher has not yet arrived.

The students banged their heads on their desks or chatted with their friends while they were dreaming.

“What did you do yesterday, so you’re sleeping?”

The homeroom teacher woke them up and walked into the classroom.

And a girl followed him in.

“Transfer students… No, I am an exchange student from Japan. I switched with my classmate, Park Sang-jin.”

I listened to the familiar name.

Park Sang-jin was the guy who threatened me in the past to fall into the Yang Min-seo group.

‘There was a story about reporting me, so I asked Minseo Yang to take care of it… … .’

After Yang Min-seo took over, his father’s business, which was subcontracted by K Electronics, had his contract terminated and went bankrupt.

Besides, Park Sang-jin had a lot of karma because he usually went around with money.

The awakened society implicitly has a rule of self-respect, and like Park Sang-jin, it was easy to be hated if you went about a topic that had little power.

It is because I am strong that teachers ignore my violations to some extent.

Anyway, under such circumstances, the family was ruined and rumors spread that he hated Yang Min-seo, and the bullying began.

I’ve stopped paying attention since then, so I don’t know, but I’ve noticed it from time to time.

The last time I saw Park Sang-jin.

It even made me sad.

“Hey, you bastard!”

Park Sang-jin, who was walking down the hallway, fell forward by a drop kick from behind.

Park Sang-jin struggled to get up and turned around to see a group of people playing at the academy, giggling and laughing at him.

“Ugh.”

Park Sang-jin clenched his teeth, but his side was nowhere to be found.

It is said that the teachers treated me as a troublesome child because he usually stabbed me here and there, and when I even won the tournament, they decided that he was a problem child.

It seems that Park Sang-jin, who felt that his academy life was completely over, applied for an exchange student to the Japanese academy.

“Hello! My name is Ashikaga Hitomi from Japan! Gorekara, please take good care of me in the future!”

Bridge dyed hair in black and white combination.

A beautiful girl with a curvy body and red eyes introduced herself in front of us.

Her lips were full of smiles and her tone of voice was lively, making her a good first impression.

“Are you a transfer student, a girl?”

“Exchange with Park Sang-jin, gain.”

“You did a great job craving it. Kick Kick.”

The boys whispered among themselves.

It was the group that bothered Park Sang-jin.

They chattered around as if Ashikaga had arrived as if they were publicly known.

“Something is reluctant.”

“Why is the makeup so thick… .”

On the other hand, the female students reacted negatively.

Ashikaga’s face makeup was heavy enough to be burdensome, and even had piercings on her ears, giving off a rather poor atmosphere.

“Where is our Hitomi left… Yes, it would be nice to sit next to Shinnoda student. Please let Shinnoda take care of it.”

The homeroom teacher has a rather high-pressure personality, but he’s been nice to me lately.

Instead of ‘Hey!’ or ‘You!’ like when calling other children, he called them ‘Shinnoda Student’ and wrote respectful words.

Apparently, after I won the tournament, the attitude towards me changed.

The academy was like a university where you sit wherever you want without a reserved seat, and for some reason the seat next to me was always vacant.

“Are you sitting next to Noda?”

“Wow, he’s an X. As a woman, it seems to have ended.”

“Noda, you said you were very tough in middle school. As soon as he comes to Korea, he will taste the spicy food.”

“Are you crazy, sir? Noda, I heard that if there is a cub sitting next to him, he will kill half of them.”

The classmates raised rumors about me and chattered a little with others.

A strange rumor that was created by mixing the notoriety of Shin Noda, the original owner of the body, and the fame I achieved.

It was a nonsensical conspiracy to say that I played one-on-one with the gangsters in middle school or buried someone I didn’t like alive.

‘Come to think of it, it’s all done as a Dark Knight, isn’t it? uh… … .’

Anyway, the rumors made my classmates avoid me and start to fear me.

The so-called Iljin group walked around with their heads bowed in front of me and holding their breath.

Ashikaga’s lack of language seemed to have left him speechless.

She sat down in the seat next to me.

“I beg you. God?”

“okay.”

Contrary to her friendly tone, her eyes were sharp because her eye makeup was so thick.

She looked at me intently, and I turned my head first, feeling a bit embarrassed.

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.

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Time passed quickly and it was already the 4th period.

tirili.

The sound that signaled the end of class rang.

When it was lunchtime, the children were standing around and staring at me.

‘You seem to want to talk to Ashikaga.’

It was a rule of thumb to gather around transfer students.

I avoided my seat.

Because I can’t even come near you.

‘Why the hell did it become such an image?’

Then the children flocked to Ashikaga and attacked him with questions such as ‘what are your hobbies’, ‘what grade are you in’, and ‘how do you feel about the Japanese Academy?’

I had work to do anyway, so I set out to leave the class.

‘I need to check the status of Yongcheonhwa.’

As long as the sharks ran away, it was true that Yongcheonhwa was suspicious as the next host.

“Hehehe. I’m not good at Korean, so I can’t understand it well! More God-kun! Can you help me with school affairs?”

“What?”

As I was about to leave, I heard a lively voice.

I was taken aback by Ashikaga’s sudden request, so I asked myself.

For her, now was the best opportunity to make friends.

‘But you’re kicking it?’

Hitomi Ashikaga with a smile on her face.

“Hey.”

“Uh-huh.”

As I approached her, the sealing wall around her split like the Red Sea before Moses.

One boy, who looked weak, stepped back and slapped his buttocks unsightly.

“I’m here for the first time, so I need to be friends with the kids.”

“Can’t I get to know Shin-kun? I want to get to know Shin-kun first.”

“under. So is he.”

The strength I felt in Ashikaga Hitomi was similar to that of an NIS agent I met recently.

It means at least a B grade.

If a freshman in high school was at the level of B, it could be said that he was a nation-wide intellectual property.

‘I’ve never seen such a guy.’

In the original story, our students did not go to Japan, and no students came from Japan.

So I had absolutely nothing to point out about the character ‘Ashikaga Hitomi’.

Moreover, speaking of the Japanese part, the story of the destruction of the Gospel of Salvation was all there was.

“okay. let’s go. I will guide you.”

I took her out of class.

Once at this age, it was worth talking to if it was a B-class.

***

By Hitomi Ashikaga.

As a direct descendant of Yoshiaki Ashikaga, the shogun of the Muromachi shogunate, he was a famous family member of the royal family, and in modern times, he was the daughter of a large conglomerate.

The reason she came to Korea was simple.

If I didn’t, I was in danger of being expelled.

<Mr. Yamana, “I have the original recording file of Hitomi Ashikaga’s murder teacher.”>

<Ms. Ashikaga assaulted just because she was a member of the Gospel of Salvation… Police are silent!>

<Can a chaebol’s daughter kill someone?>

The Japanese media attacked Ashikaga day after day, and by this point, even her father was out of control.

In fact, Hitomi never killed anyone, and the recordings were groundless, but when the media talked about it like that, the public believed it.

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Japan had already been infected with the parasite called the Gospel of Salvation, even to the center of society, and it has been a long time since the aggravation established Yanghwa.

This country was dying silently.

“I will go to Korea. I heard that there is one exchange student seat. If I disappear from Japan for a while, it will fade away.”

Hitomi knelt before her father and declared that she would sacrifice herself.

“Thank you. my, don’t forget this You are the only child who cares about your family.”

“Thank you, how can I get you engaged?”

his face hardened.

Hitomi had already been married to the son of another chaebol for a long time.

“I did it because I wanted to.”

Her father sighed.

Hitomi was the same after all.

“Am I not worth it? I am an awakener. The opponent is only a third-generation chaebol.”

There was no truth to her words.

Prestigious noble bloodline, tycoon, Awoken.

Brides who have all of the above titles are rare, and their value is enormous.

“Your engagement was decided before you woke up. It’s a waste of time now, but it’s something I can’t help but come back to.”

“Is the face of the family more important than me?”

It wasn’t a waste of money, but the family of the betrothed was the number one chaebol in the Japanese business world, and it was not a formidable family.

Now, if you break your engagement because your daughter has awakened, not only the face of the Ashika family but also the face of the other family will be greatly damaged.

“Because you were born into our family, you are a precious little girl who eats only good food and wears only good clothes. How can you take it and not give it away?”

Hitomi shook her head at her father’s repertoire, which always comes up when talking about breaking up the engagement.

“… … Let’s go to Korea first.”

“okay.”

She mumbled to her father as she left the room with a gloomy expression on her face.

“If, if… If we bring a bridegroom who is great enough to put our family back on the rock, will you break our engagement?”

“Put it back on the rock. If there are people under the heavens who are capable of controlling this country, I can’t help but admit it.”

Hitomi Ashikaga made a promise.

I will definitely find the groom in Korea.

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