The Divorced Man Has Returned

#7. Don’t doubt it.

Oops.

The gear got into an accident and rolled up.

My uniform was stained with red liquid, and unfortunately, it looked like it got a little on Harin’s uniform as well.

“I’m sorry. Harina.”

I thought he must have been angry.

That’s because the shirt was white.

“How did it break!”

The homeroom teacher approached us with an angry face.

Because I shoved a lot of mana that I couldn’t handle.

I was wondering if I should tell the truth or if I should come up with another excuse.

But he was not allowed to speak to me.

Because before I could even speak, Harin opened her mouth first.

“…It was bad.”

“Huh? Really? Ha-rin Yoon.”

The homeroom teacher looked at Harin suspiciously.

“Really.”

“No, but it’s a device I’ve been using for years, and there’s no reason to break it…”

That’s right. Actually, the measuring instrument I was holding was in good condition until recently.

To be honest, I didn’t know if Harin would come out like that, so I just listened to Harin’s next words.

“..Do you want to say that I, the successor of the GW company, do not know much about the products of our company? ”

Harin’s father and my first father-in-law was the president of a global company specializing in hunter supplies.

The craftsman who jumped into the hunter supplies business more than anyone after the appearance of the gate was a person who accomplished a great achievement of establishing a large corporation with outstanding entrepreneurial skills.

The weight of the current GW company was not a name that could be taken lightly, not only in Korea, but also anywhere in the world.

“Okay…”

It was the homeroom teacher who seemed to have more to say, but it seemed that he could not speak in front of Harin, who was talking about her father’s company name.

“I got it. If you are, then you would Did you record all the numbers properly though?”

“Yeah. I am 78. Inwook is 60!”

60. It was roughly the same amount as the number I was trying to match.

I don’t know what the answer was based on, but she was only grateful for her response.

“Haha… First of all, broken pieces are dangerous, so I need to organize them a bit. Inwook Choi. First of all, since you were holding it, please don’t ask me.”

“I see.”

“Ha… What should I report on this again…”

He was the homeroom teacher who seemed confused at the thought of reporting that the magic meter, which cost hundreds of thousands of won for one, was broken.

“Don’t worry.”

I wonder if Harin had even read his heart, and she talked to him.

“Because I can bring 100 of these magic meters right away.”

After saying that, Harin started calling somewhere.

“…Yes. It’s me Yes. Then the horsepower meter… That one… Ah! Are you going to replace them all? And! Thank you~ Oh! I’ll tell Dad. Yes, thank you! Yes!”

After her call, she put her cell phone in her pocket and glanced at her teacher.

“They say they will replace all of the horsepower measuring instruments in the academy for free with the latest models. It doesn’t matter, right?”

The homeroom teacher nodded her head with a confused expression.

“Uh… yes… Student Harin. Thank you so much.”

Even

, His cheers echoed in our ears, even though it was a long distance away, as he went to organize the students’ records.

I and Harin are left behind again.

It was natural to say thank you in the first place.

“Thank you. Harina. Because of me…”

She shook her head.

“No… Inuk-ah… You don’t have to thank me for this.”

“…Are you really okay?”

I knew better than anyone that Harin’s family was wealthy, but I thought there was no reason for her to do this to me.

As I repeated her words in a low voice, she waved her hands in amazement.

“Okay. Don’t worry about it because it’s really good. And I called because I thought maybe 60 would be similar to your original number. I’m not a regular hunter yet, but my eyes are more accurate. You’re going to get it right ha ha ha.”

For some reason, I sympathized with her trying to change the topic.

Actually, Harin’s ability to detect magic was higher than mine in her previous life.

In that case, the amount of mana must have been clearly displayed…

Is it partly hidden?

“That… it is! I also measured it before entering the school, and it came out around 55. Ha ha ha.

“Then 5 is my pair, so I added it as a bonus! Then will it work? Hehe”

She smiled brightly.

“Yes. Anyway, thank you for a while, Harin-ah!”

“If you feel really grateful, Inuk-ah.”

Harin hesitated for a moment.

“…Be nice to each other from now on!”

It was on my side that the steam was rather missing from a request that was not as important as I thought.

“Of course! We ask well!”

I smiled at her.

* *

The day passed when I broke a magic meter like that.

The homeroom teacher, who had collected all the measurement results, said that he had a hard time and that it was okay to dismiss him today.

I was thinking about packing my bag and going home, but I suddenly remembered that Sihwa was waiting for me at the back door yesterday.

When I think of her greeting to see her again, she is sure to say that she will contact me again somehow…

It was my honest impression that I didn’t want to get involved yet.

And the poetry of this life seemed to have a slightly different image from the one I remember.

I was the one who did not want to face unpredictable variables.

Okay. It’s a decision.

If you normally go out through the back door, today, you plan to leave school through the front door.

Actually, you might think that it is too much self-consciousness to think that Sihwa is waiting at the door for my dismissal, but it was Sihwa, not someone else.

The strongest thing on earth is tenacious.

She did not know when or where she would pop out.

I opened the front door, determined to get out quickly.

“Well then. Choi In-wook.”

…Like a lie, Sihwa was waiting for me in front of the front door.

“What… what?”

I was genuinely perplexed.

How do you know?

“It’s obvious what you’re doing.”

So why is it obvious? Today is the second day we met.

“…What else are we going to see today?”

I asked in a cold voice.

“There is a place I want you to go with.”

* *

…Here?

It was a familiar place to me.

But I don’t remember setting my feet here when I was in first grade, but I couldn’t understand why they brought me here.

“…Yoo Shihwa?”

I spoke to her, who was staring blankly in front of her door.

“…Let’s go in.”

It was her student council room where she grabbed my wrist and opened her door.

If I said that I had no relationship with the student council in my last life, it wasn’t.

After I entered the school, I devoted myself to training like crazy, and my hard work began to bear fruit from my second year.

If the first senior was Sihwa, it was from the first semester of the second year that the ranking was reversed because of me.

From then on, I never missed a senior position, and I took on monster hunting missions at random.

Of course, the end of the second year. I got an offer for the seat of the student council president that only the best students would receive inquiries, and I didn’t hesitate, burning with ambition.

And actually, I thought that I did quite well in my third year as the student council president.

Maintaining security within the academy, which can be said to be the main task, to preparing for the festival. Improving relationships with the Hunter Association, etc. At that time, I was doing the best I could.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the student council room, and I had a new feeling.

That’s right… When I was in the 3rd year, I was so tired that I fell over on the seat of the student council several times…

I was wet with memories for a while.

“Oh! Poetry has arrived!”

I can’t remember the name, but it was a familiar face.

Who was that man…

“Yes. President.”

Sihwa answered with an emotionless voice.

Her answer brought back memories of the man.

The blond boy I saw in front of me was the person who served as the student council president the year we entered the academy.

“Um, is this friend you brought?”

The student council president glanced at me from top to bottom.

I wasn’t very happy with his gaze as if he was scanning things, but he didn’t express it.

“I thought Sihwa would bring a better friend. It’s surprising.”

More than that, I had not yet figured out what the hell this was.

“It’s true that you brought it right.”

A decisive answer to the poem.

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No. So don’t just talk to the two of you, ask someone to explain to me too.

“Nice to meet you. Friend. What is your name?”

“This is Choi In-wook.”

“Yes. Inwook Mr. Since I am a senior, is it okay if I talk comfortably?”

“Yes.”

Of course, I’m actually much older, but let’s see. Seniors.

“First of all, Sihwa is a friend, so let’s trust and work together well.”

The student council president reached out to me.

Once we shook hands, I still didn’t know what the hell was going on.

“The job as a secretary will be taken over by the friend you see over there. If you don’t know something, feel free to ask.”

…Chief? …I? …Why?

“Now… wait a minute. Am I a clerk? Suddenly?”

The student council president tilts his head.

“Didn’t you come here to hear everything from Sihwa?”

I looked at the poem.

She turned her head and pretended not to know.

“This time, our secretary started talking with the Hunter Association, so we started working. Since the position of the secretary is vacant, I asked the newcomer, Sihwa, to bring a friend who could take the position of secretary from among my first-year friends.”

Really. Was that the story?

I understood, but I did not understand Sihwa’s decision.

Why did you bring me as a clerk, who has no ties to me?

“Chairman. I… Can I come and talk to Sihwa for a while?”

“Oh! Well then. Come talk comfortably.”

This time, I grabbed her wrist and left the student council room.

“What are you thinking?”

“Don’t doubt it.”

She didn’t answer my questions in the slightest.

Unexpectedly, her answer was very decisive.

“Don’t doubt it. Inwook Choi. Just do what I tell you.”

“…What?”

“I will never regret it. Believe it. Me.”

I’ve seen this expression before.

[Marry me. Choi In-wook.]

[What?]

Hot summer.

On the way home while eating ice cream together.

These words were spoken to me by Sihwa while chatting in vain.

[Choi In-wook to marry me.]

I was the only one who couldn’t help but laugh because it had no context and was so sudden.

[Suddenly?]

[Yes. Because I will never make you happy.]

She wrapped her arms around my neck.

[So. Don’t doubt it Choi In-wook.]

Cold map. She said to me in a voice that wasn’t even playful.

Park where silence flows.

Our lips overlapped.

Her world was dyed scarlet at the dizzying scent of orange that emanated from her.

With the same confident expression on my face as back then, I couldn’t answer anything.

…It was a foul to make unreasonable demands on me with such a face.

She held my hand again and entered the student council room.

“Choi Inwook. I decided to write.”

…So I joined the student council unexpectedly.