I'm a C-Class, but All the S-Classes Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 10

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Chapter 10
I wish it had ended there.
But here it was, the afternoon of the next day, and an unannounced drill had been sprung on us—as if to deliver a final blow.
Worse, this time all first-year students were summoned to the Training Ground, not just our group.
‘God, have mercy.’
What sin have I committed to deserve this?
What did I do wrong?
This morning had been no different from yesterday morning, and yet…….
[ The Guardian of Tae Won protests indignantly that he’s done nothing at all. ]
No, I don’t mean you, Guardian.
While I was tearing at my hair in frustration, the instructor at the front picked up the microphone and began to explain.
“Today we’ll be conducting a small-scale mock training. Before we proceed, I’ll reiterate information that wasn’t communicated to Class B and Class D until now.”
It meant they could conduct fitness drills on us at any moment without warning.
The mock training would also be structured in groups of three, just like the assignment before.
“Team selection will be random, drawing from Class A and Class B together, with Class C and Class D using the same method.”
Students immediately began to protest against the instructor’s unilateral announcement.
“Wait, doesn’t that put the lower classes at a disadvantage?”
“Right! Class B has two S-rank hunters, doesn’t it?”
“Each class has advanced hunters distributed fairly for balance. The decision is final and unchanged.”
Complaints echoed from every direction, but the instructor gave no response to them.
About five minutes later, a white screen appeared on the ceiling monitor, and team assignments began with the front class.
‘I hope I get paired with Hye-rin.’
She was my roommate, and we’d grown close quickly since the instant noodles incident—someone I felt comfortable around.
Our coordination would probably be pretty solid too.
Right now, the person I most wanted to avoid was Seo Do-hyeok.
‘If I somehow beat those impossible odds and end up on the same team, I’m sure―’
Ding!
[ The Guardian of Tae Won cautions that even joking thoughts like that are dangerous, his gaze growing deeply sympathetic. ]
“Damn―”
And in the same instant, a curse nearly escaped my lips aloud.
「Team 3」
「Class A: Cha Yu-hyeon (S-rank)」
「Class B: Seo Do-hyeok (S-rank) / Ju Ha-ryeong (C-rank)」
The moment Team 3 was announced, students began murmuring in unison.
Could any combination be more hopeless than this?
Words do have a way of becoming prophecy.
“Wow, S-ranks carrying a C-rank. Rough.”
“Poor thing.”
“Dude, you just gave up.”
“Of course I did. None of my business.”
Their mocking laughter reached my ears in full.
I wanted to grab any one of them by the collar, but exhaustion drained my will.
A comedy for the spectators; a tragedy for those involved.
Even I found this situation unbearable.
Maybe I should just claim a sudden headache and leave early.
I wracked my brain trying to think of an escape, but nothing came to mind.
“Next, we’ll begin drawing teams for Class C and Class D.”
Even after the shocking announcement, the selections proceeded without interruption. Teams already formed quickly dispersed and began clustering together.
The air between us grew awkward at once.
‘Is he still at the back of the formation?’
I turned my head slightly to the side.
The moment my eyes met those black pupils cutting through the dispersing crowd, my body flinched involuntarily.
Seo Do-hyeok was already walking toward me with an unhurried, casual gait—like the slow approach of a predator.
“Thank you for having me on your team.”
Then a low voice called out from another direction.
My gaze shifted toward it before I could stop myself.
The first thing I noticed was a name written across something pure white.
‘This must be Cha Yu-hyeon.’
The Assassin Class hunter I’d heard had just as bad luck as Hye-rin.
The cold, expressionless eyes looking down at me were similar to Seo Do-hyeok’s, yet different.
‘At least Seo Do-hyeok seems like he’d answer if I asked him something.’
This man gave me the distinct feeling that whatever I said, he’d regard it with disdain and dismiss it outright.
On top of that, his appearance—white shirt and black slacks, the very picture of propriety—only intensified that rigid, adult air about him.
‘I really shouldn’t get tangled up with him, it seems.’
While I was thinking this, the two men found themselves facing each other.
‘Oh, I’ve accidentally snubbed him.’
I should have at least nodded.
Having already lost the moment, I was wedged between the two tall men and could only dart my eyes about frantically.
“I’ll be giving the orders.”
Cha Yu-hyeon stepped forward first.
“Let’s ease up, shall we? This is training, not real combat.”
Seo Do-hyeok immediately pushed back.
“Training should be approached as if it were real.”
“Well, moderation in all things seems perfectly fitting here.”
“I suppose. I believe emergencies can arise at any moment.”
From there, the two men cheerfully volleyed their objections back and forth.
So this is what S-rank battling of wills looks like……?
[ The Guardian of Tae Won’s eyes sparkle as they suggest that surely even such an immaculate contractor could offer a word or two. ]
Since no one stepped in to stop them, their back-and-forth continued.
‘They’re actually going to start fighting at this rate.’
Since this was a mock training, the difficulty would have been adjusted downward, and I’d have thought anyone could handle the orders at that level.
[ The Guardian of Tae Won notes that there’s nothing quite as entertaining as watching a fight, as the contractor has always said, and urges me not to intervene—evident anxiety betraying the lie. ]
Under ordinary circumstances I’d have agreed with the Constellation at once, but unfortunately this was not a place where such leisure was permitted.
“That’s enough—.”
The moment I opened my mouth, a whistle blew, signaling the start of training.
‘Damn, that timing.’
That thing has never helped me even once.
Still, in the end, the two men’s petty squabble was cut short.
I approached carefully and positioned myself slightly in front of Seo Do-hyeok. Turning my back to him and tilting my head back a little, I found myself meeting dark brown eyes instantly.
‘That gaze…….’
It could never belong to someone who moved at another’s command.
Surely the opposite was his daily reality.
Yet even so, looking up at him, I pressed on unflinchingly.
“Cha Yu-hyeon.”
“Yes.”
“It’s simple enough.”
At my words, his brow narrowed for a moment.
Ah, but that wasn’t me taking Seo Do-hyeok’s side.
“I think it’ll work if we just each stick to our roles.”
Just mine, of course.
Along with those final words, I offered a subtle smile.
I mean, if two S-rankers handled everything themselves, could anything be sweeter for me?
[ The Guardian of Tae Won suggests perhaps I should at least carry some weapon, and rises to search for something appropriately eye-catching. ]
……Shouldn’t you be doing the opposite?
Anyway, there’s really no need to go to the trouble. If push comes to shove, I can always borrow Cha Yu-hyeon’s weapon for a bit.
After that, the three of us spoke no more for a time and simply waited for our turn to come.
How much time passed that way?
“Next, Team 3, enter!”
[ The Guardian of Tae Won seems outwardly satisfied with the ride quality and retrieves the flag they’d stowed away in the corner, waving it back and forth. ]
Well then. Since things have come to this…….
“Shall we go?”
Might as well board the bus properly.
* * *
Three different themes in total.
We entered an Urban District where asphalt branched off in zigzagging patterns, crumbling buildings stood on the verge of collapse, and even acrid gunpowder smoke had been recreated.
Bang!
A heavy steel door shut behind me with a dull thud.
Presented with details more elaborate than expected, even the two men standing beside me seemed quite taken aback.
Then, the instructor’s voice rang out clearly from all directions.
“Let me remind you once more. Team 3’s flag location is the rooftop of the S Building in C115 Zone. Time limit: thirty minutes.”
[ The Guardian of Tae Won brings over a caramel-flavored dessert and gazes at it with fascinated eyes. ]
……Ah, so you’re eating popcorn.
With a time limit in place, I had to move quickly if I wanted to account for any unexpected variables.
Just as I was about to take a step forward, something glimmering flashed past my vision with a sharp whistle—moving far too fast to follow.
As I turned my head to catch the wind of its passing, I spotted a model monster lying crumpled at the entrance to an alleyway in the distance.
‘A Short Dagger?’
A modest Short Dagger was embedded squarely in the creature’s center.
In that brief moment, Cha Yu-hyeon had struck without dropping his guard.
What astonished me more was the precision—from a distance greater than mine, he’d pierced the center of a target so small it could easily be mistaken for a stuffed toy.
“Get your head in the game.”
He certainly deserved that S-rank.
As I was marveling at this anew, Seo Do-hyeok uttered that single remark and was already following after the man who’d surged ahead.
“The C115 Zone should be quite a ways up. Let’s stick to the main road first, then check the signs before cutting through the alleys.”
Cha Yu-hyeon, positioned at the front, issued his instructions in an even tone.
True to form for a Close-range Dealer.
Now that I thought about it, his image aligned perfectly with the Short Dagger—either an assassin or nothing at all. Even a swordsman like me who wielded a Greatsword seemed mismatched with him.
‘He’s definitely an Assassin Class.’
Nod, nod.
Following the two men from the rear, I quietly concurred.
[ The Guardian of Tae Won remarks that it’s like a movie set and bounces excitedly, wanting to see the two men’s noir. ]
The Guardian had every right to be thrilled.
The technology really had improved compared to the old days. If not for the faintly damp air I could sense at my fingertips, I might have believed this was reality.
Like, for instance, that.
“Help me, please help……!”
A desperate human voice leaked out from a first-floor shop with a fallen sign.
The shutter was even crumpled and lowered more than halfway down, with a hand thrust through the gap beneath it.
[ The Guardian of Tae Won observes that it’s shifted from noir into horror and, startled, drops the dessert bag he’d been holding. ]
Even knowing this was an artificially constructed space, I couldn’t shake the unease.
‘This is a bit much.’
Setting up a scenario like this right from the first training exercise didn’t sit well with me.
They were probably trying to prevent us from retrieving the Flag within the time limit.
“Ju Ha-ryeong.”
Noticing the widening distance between us, Seo Do-hyeok called my name and turned to look at me.
But I was more focused on Cha Yu-hyeon, who’d drawn closer behind him.
“What are you doing? Four minutes have already passed.”
“Ah……, I’m sorry.”
I resumed walking, though my unease lingered.
Then, for some reason, Cha Yu-hyeon moved past Seo Do-hyeok and abruptly closed the distance.
My feet came to a halt not long after.
“If you’re caught by such illusions, what will you do?”
A weapon summoned by his Authority materialized in Cha Yu-hyeon’s hand.
He then briefly blocked my view with his back before swinging his arm out in a wide arc.
“Even if it were real, you’d still have to do what must be done.”
With those words, the Short Sword gleaming with a black sheen flew relentlessly forward and pierced the creature’s hand at the wrist.
Simultaneously, a chilling cry filled the air, and its movements gradually ceased.
“Just follow orders. No independent action.”
Cha Yu-hyeon maintained an expression that was sharp and resolute to the end.
As though he were incapable of feeling, his gaze met mine once more—his eyes as cold as his complexion.
I held the breath I’d unconsciously been holding and released it quietly.
“……I apologize.”
Whether he accepted my apology or not, Cha Yu-hyeon said nothing further.
After that, we each returned to our positions.
Cha Yu-hyeon as the mind mapping the route.
I as the tail that could be severed at any moment.
C-rank, yet all the S-rankers are obsessed with me
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