SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

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“Come on, come on! Cherish your relationships! Should the protagonist of the romance, who made a mark in the history of Shinseo Middle and High School, wait for his lover?”

I left the library as if kicked out by the heretical inquisitor.

My mind went blank.

I didn't know what to answer.

After a moment's hesitation, thump, the library door closed.

"Huh… … "The campus was quiet.

The gray granite floor of the hallway was slippery.

When the sun was shining, it was shiny red.

There was no one in the hallway, "Pass! pass!" In the distance, only the sound of students kicking soccer balls could be heard.

“What is really going on… ?”

I walked like a sleepwalker.

“The student council president is probably waiting at the school gate today too!”

“You can’t make your girlfriend angry!”

I’ve never been to high school.

However, I went to middle school for about two years.

The school itself was quite familiar.

'Let's go to the school gate first.' The pillars and walls of the hallway were bare.

It was painted with light green paint.

Even if it's light green, it's not pretty, it's just a color, but it's chaff.

Even that rustic and artificial color was familiar.

'Stairs.

There must be stairs nearby.

Ah.

found… ?' It was then.

As I entered the stairs, I felt a sense of popularity.

When I looked up after chasing the infamous, I saw the stairs leading to the roof.

A student was standing right in front of the iron gate.

"......?" He was a small child.

The student stared intently at the unopened iron door.

Perhaps he was looking at the chains and locks entangled in the doorknob.

Their eyes met, as if the student felt the same way as me.

face to see for the first time.

"......." The student nodded, bowing his head.

And without a word he went down the stairs and passed me.

As I passed by, I saw the boy's school uniform shirt collar.

The white feathers were stained with old times.

I smelled a familiar smell from the firewood.

It was the smell of poverty.

Of course, it was only a glimpse of the scene for a brief moment.

The student disappeared across the hallway.

[Attitude is right♪] [Life is fun♪] [Heart is happy♪] Colorful slogans hung on the stairs in the empty seat after the students left.

It was a single word, and that's why I couldn't just say something I didn't do.

Rather than a word, it would rather be a failed thing.

abomination.

As if desperately trying to hide that he was a useless object, the font of the motto was cute and the colors were cute.

I woke up after a while.

“… … okay.

I will go too.”

arrived at the gate.

A black limousine was parked in front of the school gate.

"......." Wait a minute.

Now let me explain what I saw.

I went down the stairs normally, passed an ordinary sandy playground, and arrived at the school gate that should have been ordinary.

But why? A black limousine was parked in front of the school gate, and even a super-luxury limousine that could only be seen in a movie.

"Well.

You are a little late today.”

And the person closest to my heart was standing next to the limousine.

“Hey, Raviel… ?”

“It is a wonderful evening.

Confucius." My love spoke bluntly.

“The sunset is even prettier to see your face.

The reason the sunset turns red seems to be to cover your cheeks from red.”

There were students who had not yet left school on the playground.

Students playing on the basketball court, students taking a short walk before entering the palm room, and students kicking the ball on the soccer field.

All the children stopped what they were doing and looked this way.

“Look over there.

That old man...

… .”

“Ah, the daughter of a conglomerate and Sa Kwon-da….”

“I’m so envious…”

“A confession in front of everyone at the festival…”

Crazy.

"Why do you do this? Confucius.

Your bubbly expression is your charm point, but now you're a bit too stupid.

Have you decided to pioneer a new charm?" “Raviel… Wasn’t Raviel the lady of a conglomerate?”

I got dizzy.

What the hell is this crazy trauma trying to show me? Is it to give me a picture of Raviel in school uniform? Should I take a picture? Should I keep it permanently? Has a way been developed? Crazy.

Raviel called me boyfriend.

Called me boyfriend! What should I do? Should I record? Should I record? Should I film? Is the science and technology developed in the modern era to transmit traumatic footage to reality? Scientist What are you guys doing? Is it negligence and sabotage? “…I am a sophomore at Shinseo High School.”

“Me?”

"Butler.

Make an appointment with a psychiatrist right away.

It seems my boyfriend has mild amnesia.

And to answer the question, of course he's in the same second year as me." “Ah, to be able to meet Raviel since high school days….

To be able to share school days with Raviel, what is it? This is such a big blessing…? I am the happiest person in the world….”

"Butler.

Cancel the reservation.

This is your usual boyfriend." We had an affair in front of the school gate for a while.

It was a happy time.

There were screams and screams on the playground, but I didn't care.

If I guess with the words of the Inquisitor, we are an official couple in the school.

"Even if we are reborn in a different world.

I love you, Raviel…”

"I love you from my previous life to my next life.

My name for love will always be replaced by Gongja Kim, three letters.

But for now, I have to live in the present.

Get in the car.

I'll drive you home." Home.

To me, home meant a nursery school.

Maybe it would take me to the nursery school? No, but this [trauma world] was clearly different from [the outside world of reality].

I never went to high school.

A place called a new library.

What kind of place is my home here? "A great thing happened at my boyfriend's house yesterday." Raviel got into the limousine and said, "The interior of the limousine was spacious and comfortable, but the two of us stuck together and sat next to each other.

"Yes? Is it a big deal?" "Oh.

It's not such a big deal? Well, my boyfriend has always hated talking about him.

Of course, I hate it too...

But family is family.

I took care of it, my boyfriend's mother and father Tell him not to worry.

No.

I'd rather give it to you myself." "......." I don't know what you're talking about.

Perhaps something happened and Raviel managed to cover it up.

But the words that shook my head were [mother] and [father].

'My parents.' When I was young, I used to call the head of the orphanage ‘father.

In the world, I have a home, and I have my parents.' It was somehow unfamiliar, 'Raviel provided me with a stepfather for one day at the wedding, but...' At that time, I was happy, but it was closer to the joy of having given me something that would disappear if the person I liked ate it.

It was not, but the parents who have existed and will exist.

'I can't even understand how it feels...' The limousine stopped.

I looked out the window and saw a small, shabby detached house.

An old house in an old neighborhood.

"Oh." And in front of the house, a handsome man was sweeping a broomstick, “Are you here?”

The long-haired man grinned, "Kyaa.

My girlfriend drives me in a limousine.

My son likes to sell it too.

It's all thanks to me passing on his looks.

Respect the father who always gave birth to good looks!" It was Geomje.

"........" I almost got dizzy.

"Are you in peace? Father." "Hey, don't bow your head.

Miss.

A person who is precious to a guy like me shouldn't bow his head.

Rather than that, didn't my son do something more disrespectful? "It's fine.

I value all aspects of Confucius." "Khuh.

How can the lady be kind to every word she says? Hey! Hey! Gongja Kim, you bastard! Get down on your face and bow down.

If you do something bad to the girl, I'll cut the kite right away.

Okay? I think it will be erased from the genealogy!”

Rabiel and the mastermind had an honest conversation.

The scene of the conversation was real there.

I stopped fainting.

"Um." Raviel lightly accepted my body.

"It's strange that Confucius is strange these days, Father.

He asked me my age before.”

"He's originally a weird guy.

Well, what happened to him when he was five...

Oh.

Are you itching after dinner? I cut the cockle today, and it's awesome." “Yes, I will not decline.”

"The young lady is very kind! Confucius, what are you doing? Have you not kneeled yet? Can I bend your knees?" I went into the house and said, “Come here, Confucius.”

Master was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, “How was school today, my son?”

".............." I fainted.

"Huh? You even brought your lover into the house.

Come on, Miss Bansia." "Call me Raviel.

Mother.

A foreign name is more convenient." "Is that so? Hmm, I get it.

It's difficult to understand the customs of Ahae people these days." "Mother, mother, uh, uh, nim, hey, you don't know what this is.

Confucius has the courage to invite a young lady to his house? I invited him.

He seduced me with a smirk." "Aha, indeed.

Honey is right.

Expecting something like that from my son is a terrible thing.

The miso soup was all boiled, so..." Baby, honey, baby, baby, girl, baby, baby, hey!? Honey, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! This is a video known as the assault case of singer Yoo Su-ha.

But this morning, a report came in that the video was tampered with.

Surprisingly, it was the confession of the informant who reported the violence.

I looked at the TV screen in despair.

A long-haired handsome man in a ponytail appeared on the screen like an ID photo - The informant said, 'I reported this as a joke, but I didn't know that it would turn out to be this big, and I sincerely apologize to those who were shocked and hurt because of me'...

.

A picture of the fisherman and the fisherman also appeared on the screen.

So, three photos of the fisherman, the fisherman and the fisherman were placed side by side.

-In addition, members of the same group, Esdel and Sylvia, refrained from making an official statement.

There was a scene where they were dancing.

The angler and the yeomje were dancing, and the golden sisters were singing.

However, it is expected that the group activities will be inevitably disrupted for a while, with the concert scheduled for 10 days being canceled abruptly.

"Aren't you crazy? Are you crazy? Are you crazy?" Master nodded slightly and put down the newspaper.

Master looked at Raviel with serious eyes.

"There are many things to talk about at the dinner table.

Confucius.

Call your brother in the room.

Today, after a long time, the whole family gathers for dinner.

Let's eat.

Are you okay, Miss Raviel?" "of course." Brother? Not only my father and mother, but I also have a brother? “Brother… where is this?”

“I’m in your room.”

Master blinked at the door.

I felt an unknown fear.

My father was the mastermind.

My mother was Master.

So, who is now the real older brother? A man was lying on the bed, eating crispy potato chips.

Reading a comic book from a rental store with the other hand.

The man looked at me and greeted me with his hand covered in potato chips, "It's been a long time.

Huh? Lee hyung got fucked yesterday.

Ha.

Really.

He kept stalking, so I got annoyed and hit him once, but it was filmed again.

"............." I fainted.

"I'm glad the fucker escaped without his tail this morning.

Ugh, my mom scolded me...

Huh? Hey? Are you okay? complexion This is sad.

Gongja Kim? Hey, little brother.

Are you out of your mind? Why are you suddenly staggering and screaming…”

"die!" I ran to the bed, "Die! Die! Die, you idiot!" “Hey, is this bastard spinning? Hey, calm down!”

"You called Master now Mom, are you going to calm down, you bastard! Die! Die and apologize to Master!" “What kind of bullshit… no, huh, what the fuck? I strangled Yoo Su-ha.

Seriously.

Let’s say that the fact that Bae Ryung appeared as a father is like that.

I can’t say that at all, but let’s say it is anyway.

But is this guy the real brother? !”

“Oh, Mom!”

Yu Su-ha groaned and screamed, "Confucius is hitting me! Mom!" 131.