I'm a C-Class, but All the S-Classes Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 51

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Chapter 51
[The Tuner of Truth clicked his tongue disapprovingly at the contractor’s endless complacency.]
Really, showing up in the dead of night just to criticize me…….
Whether from spending so much time with the Guardian, the Tuner had taken to picking apart my words and actions constantly these past few days.
‘Now I’m in trouble both inside and out.’
Hye-rin was one thing, but the Tuner sometimes struck at my bones with brutal practicality.
My wounded heart lay still on the Dormitory bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
At least there was this: time had passed since the External Training, and everything had settled back into place.
Baek Seon-u remained annoyingly contentious, and with Cha Yu-hyeon I’d become the sort of acquaintances who exchanged polite nods in passing.
The identity of the freshman mentioned in the Illusion Magic incident still hadn’t been officially revealed. Though a photo taken with the Hunter Association president, his face blurred, had made it into the news.
There was a stir after that, but hot issues never lasted long.
I’d probably anticipated it would die down this quickly anyway.
‘The problem is Seo Do-hyeok.’
He’d returned to the Academy.
But something had shifted in him. Now whenever our eyes met, he was the first to look away.
‘Ugh, that’s even worse.’
I should be grateful, but if that’s what he wanted, he should have done it from the start.
Every time I thought of Do-hyeok’s inscrutable expression, I felt like I might suffocate from frustration.
Maybe I should just grab him and fight it out.
[The Guardian of Taewon gives a thumbs up and strongly suggests you come to the Rooftop tomorrow morning and says as much.]
[The Guardian of Taewon says that once you show some madness, they won’t be able to touch the contractor in that way.]
“Ha.”
I let out a small laugh.
What exactly did the Guardian see to know clichés like that?
[The Tuner of Truth scolds the Guardian of Taewon, saying instead of watching that, he should handle his work properly, and shakes his head.]
[The Tuner of Truth advises that ability is not simply about suppression alone.]
The moment I read the Tuner’s words, déjà vu hit me.
From my past experience, a line like that usually meant something important was about to happen.
The downside was that I always felt compelled to ask again just to be sure.
As I was about to grumble inwardly for him to just get to the point already, the system window filled the empty air once more.
[The Tuner of Truth says he senses faintly refined aura somewhere.]
At the Tuner’s hint, I reflexively rolled my eyes and scanned the room.
‘It’s not in the Dormitory, then.’
If it were, they would have mentioned it directly.
[The Tuner of Truth whispers that since it’s a material that’s not easy to obtain, it would be good to check in person.]
“Material?”
Oh, Hye-rin’s sleeping.
I glanced to my side, then quickly pulled the blanket up to my mouth.
At a word I’d never seen before in the system window, I couldn’t help but speak aloud.
[The Tuner of Truth declares that if it’s truly the aura of Baek Sang Herb, it will cover over the Guardian of Taewon’s inadequacies.]
‘What’s Baek Sang Herb?’
Turning it over in my mind a few times, the word wasn’t entirely unfamiliar.
When had I heard of it…….
As I sat thinking, a scene suddenly surfaced in my memory, and my eyes snapped open.
“Whoa.”
And then I naturally let out one of Hye-rin’s favorite exclamations in a small voice.
Baek Sang Herb. A plant name that had been briefly mentioned in theory class, said to be widely used for research purposes.
A material that was difficult to find directly in Gates—the instructor had said we didn’t need to know that.
‘Wow……, no way.’
Yet it had been in the Academy all along.
‘So this is the lamp beneath—.’
[The Guardian of Taewon grins confidently and says this is exactly when people use the saying about the lamp beneath the light being dark.]
[The Tuner of Truth says the Guardian’s ability to jump in uninvited is first-rate and eyes him with disapproval.]
I pressed the bridge of my nose, creased from frowning, and called out to the Tuner in my mind.
‘So where exactly is this plant?’
Where in the Academy could they be growing something like that? Well, the Experimental Building had at least a slim chance by its very name.
[The Tuner of Truth asks if you remember the scent you’ve caught before.]
The scent I’m still catching now……, wait.
‘Why is Cha Yu-hyeon suddenly coming to mind?’
Followed by that thought, every scene from that day when we descended to the Experimental Building basement for demerit cleaning played vividly through my head.
Then it struck me all at once—a detail I’d glossed over before. The foul stench that had wafted up before descending to the Storage Room, and that peculiarly metallic scent I couldn’t quite place—they did seem strange, but…
‘Why was there light in an underground space?’
And why had I simply assumed it was seeping in from outside?
‘This really is the Experimental Building, isn’t it?’
If that was the case, I’d need a security card to even access the entrance.
[ The Tuner of Truth urges you to go now, saying who knows when you’ll sense such rare materials again. ]
I got the distinct impression the Tuner’s eyes were gleaming with an intensity that could rival high-beam headlights.
‘Might as well go take a look.’
In any case, the Tuner wouldn’t push me toward a situation that made things worse for me as their contractor.
I rose slowly from the bed and pulled on the zip-up hoodie draped over my chair.
Just in case, I grabbed the spare earbuds rattling around in my drawer, then glanced briefly to my side.
‘She’d sleep through a kidnapping without batting an eye.’
Despite having heard the trumpet blare from Cha Yu-hyeon’s mobile phone, Hye-rin remained fast asleep, breathing softly and steadily.
After carefully opening the door, cool night air brushed my face.
‘It should be open.’
I made it down to the first floor without a sound, then immediately turned the corner. Behind the Dormitory there was naturally a separate recycling station, and more than once I’d noticed the back door left unlocked even after curfew check—perhaps someone had simply forgotten.
I pushed carefully at the door, hoping that fortunate night had come at last.
‘…Nice.’
Luck was indeed on my side. As the door swung open silently, I felt a surge of relief and clenched my left fist in quiet triumph.
The elation didn’t last long, though.
‘What in the world.’
As the narrow gap widened, a cool breeze swept in and tickled my nose.
Slipping past the back door and clear of the recycling station, I surveyed my surroundings.
Outside was utterly silent—not even the hum of insects disturbed the night.
I inserted the earbuds and pulled the hood of my zip-up over my head. Sneaking around had become routine for me at some point, but it wasn’t entirely without purpose.
‘If worst comes to worst, I’ll say I couldn’t sleep and came out for a walk.’
A concept I’d been calling ‘moonlit calisthenics.’
At least if I got caught with demerits, appearing this way would count in my favor.
‘Not bad for quick thinking.’
I’d always been good at scheming my way out of situations like this.
While indulging in a bit of self-congratulation, I jogged forward without making heavy footfalls.
‘Strange, being alone.’
It was the same path Hye-rin and I walked down every day, yet it felt somehow hollow. Even as I picked up pace, there was an oddness to how far away it all seemed.
As I rounded behind the Main Building, the scent of new construction still lingered, and the landscaping was neat and well-maintained.
[ The Tuner of Truth says that the refined aura seems to grow more concentrated the faster you run. ]
Ah, yes… Never mind the scenery. I’ll keep going.
I’d noticed it before—the sensation was distinctly different crossing from the Main Building to the Experimental Building via that long connecting walkway compared to approaching from ground level.
As I focused purely on running, the entrance to the Experimental Building finally came into view.
Just as expected, a system window materialized in the air before me.
[ The Tuner of Truth advises that sometimes when you’re stuck, the answer isn’t a frontal assault but to circle around. ]
…How did you know that?
Truth be told, I’d rushed out on the Tuner’s word, but my mind was still churning with complications.
‘I have no way in.’
I exhaled deeply and slowed my pace, scanning the building’s perimeter.
I’d hoped something useful would catch my eye, but the moment that thought formed, something flickered through my mind.
‘Wait. I came out the back way from here before.’
Is that why the Tuner suggested circling around?
Both the Main Building and the Experimental Building—which hasn’t held classes yet—were designed for Academy students to use, so there had to be another way in.
I moved quietly, without hesitation, toward the back of the Experimental Building. As I walked down the dimly lit rear passage, no different from any other building, I was checking my surroundings when—
[ The Tuner of Truth senses an unusual aura and fixes its gaze on your left side. ]
[ The Guardian of Taewon, noticing the Tuner’s sharp response, glances sidelong at your surroundings. ]
At the Tuner’s reaction, I immediately turned my eyes toward the landscaped area across from the building.
‘There’s nothing there.’
It was just dense, overgrown shrubs lining the path.
This landscaping strip seemed to be set a bit deeper into the grounds than the Main Building’s, which was likely why it appeared neglected.
‘Should I go in and have a look?’
[ The Guardian of Taewon turns its entire body and nods vigorously! ]
Um, Guardian? I’m sorry, but I was asking the Tuner…
Given the lack of response, I suspected the Guardian was sulking.
‘Well, handling the Guardian’s moods is work enough as it is.’
I shook my head weakly, as if it ached.
The Tuner of Truth offered no response, so I finally stepped toward the bushes. Since I’d come this far anyway, I might as well confirm what it was—better than leaving it to gnaw at me.
I was pushing through the tall brush, taking a few more steps inward, when it happened.
[ The Guardian of Taewon warns you not to forget his advice: be mindful of your footing wherever you go. ]
Ah. I’d let my guard down.
The ground suddenly gave way beneath my foot, and I bit back a sharp curse before I could stop myself.
I stepped back and dropped to one knee, running my hand over the spot I’d just stepped on.
‘This could turn into an accident if I’m not careful.’
I pressed my hand deeper and probed further—not rough soil this time, but something smooth and compacted, like a deliberate edge.
“There’s definitely something here.”
Something in this area.
C-Class, Yet Every S-Class Is Obsessed with Me
Episode 51
Author
| Seo Yu-yeon
Published
| March 6, 2026
Publisher
| Talesyx Corp.
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| Cho Geuk
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| Malangkongtteok
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