I'm a C-Class, but All the S-Classes Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 58

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Episode 58
Fortunately, we managed to secure our slot at the Special Training Grounds in early order. Looking at the Training Grounds schedule, the time slots were already packed in one-hour intervals, and it seemed a few teams had missed their chance.
Two days later.
After class, we’d gathered ten minutes ahead of schedule and were now in the Changing Room, each of us preparing to don the Training Equipment.
Which is to say, at this very moment, I was—
“Ugh—”
—fighting down a wave of nausea with one hand braced against the wall.
‘This has to be spoiled.’
How could anything possibly taste like this?
A vile bitterness coated my tongue, and my face screwed up of its own accord.
‘I’m pretty sure wild ginseng doesn’t get this bad.’
[The Arbiter of Truth advises that anything truly good for the body tends to taste bitter.]
Wait—since when does the Arbiter say the sort of thing the Guardian would say?
Maybe the old saying about spending enough time together really does wear off on people.
Besides, how could you call this “good for the body”—?
[The Guardian of Taewon trembles indignantly, saying he has no patience for such nonsense on a day as interesting as today.]
[The Arbiter of Truth shoots the Guardian of Taewon a sharp look and calls him ungrateful.]
In any case, the reason I was suffering through this ordeal right now was because of a potion I’d brewed earlier from the leaves of white ginseng.
The problem was that it was made from leaves rather than roots, and since it had been prepared as a test batch, the taste was inevitably awful.
‘Which is why you can’t judge something by its appearance alone.’
The leaves were pure white, and there’d been no smell immediately after preparation, so I’d naturally assumed it would be tasteless. I’d been badly mistaken.
I swallowed hard, the bitter taste still coating my entire tongue.
[The Arbiter of Truth warns that the duration is exactly forty-five minutes, and if you don’t maintain your mental focus as carefully as you’re doing now, the effect could break.]
In other words, I was now effectively C-Class. Since the potion I’d made and consumed was designed for Magical Power Concealment. I said “effectively” because of both the duration and the side effects.
‘So that’s why you’ve been cultivating it so carefully as a research specimen?’
Normal Awakeners try to show their power, not hide it.
I stepped out of the Changing Room in a black tactical vest and fastened Wrist Bands around both wrists and ankles.
‘It feels a bit strange, though.’
As I adjusted my outfit in front of the full-length mirror outside, a subtle shift in sensation crept over me.
I flexed and released my right hand repeatedly, almost absently.
How should I describe this?
My knuckles felt slightly swollen and dull, and my limbs carried an odd heaviness, as if someone were tugging on them from behind.
In truth, I’m not sure whether the Arbiter had predicted this. But one thing was certain—it was exactly the ability I needed right now.
‘So this is how lower C-Class Hunters feel when they’re in combat.’
The moment that thought landed, my head naturally bowed.
Sigh.
“Ha-ryeong, are you all set?”
Just as I let out a self-mocking laugh, a bright voice came from behind.
I turned, and there was Lim Ji-an, dressed identically to me in black from head to toe. But her expression told a very different story.
Her long chestnut hair was tied up, and her face was flushed with excitement. So much so that I found myself unable to look away.
“Oh, I’ve never worn anything like this before… Is something wrong with how I look?”
Lim Ji-an tilted her head slightly as she spoke, glancing down to examine herself.
In that instant, my heart dropped and hammered against my ribs.
[The Arbiter of Truth soothingly strokes your back, saying that you should just act normally and not dwell on the effect.]
The Arbiter’s words came as a comfort, and my racing heartbeat quickly settled back into its normal rhythm.
“Not at all. It suits you perfectly.”
I smiled at Lim Ji-an and answered her, then released the cord I’d been holding between my teeth and gathered my hair up in one hand. Only after I felt the pleasant coolness at the nape of my neck did I manage a deep breath.
After that, I followed Lim Ji-an out through the Changing Room door.
[The Guardian of Taewon shakes a pair of cheerleading pom-poms back and forth, saying there’s a reason the phrase “if you can’t avoid it, might as well enjoy it” exists!]
Seriously, when did the Guardian prepare those pom-poms?
As I read through the Guardian’s continued messages of support, we’d already entered the corridor of the Special Training Grounds.
We immediately opened the door to our assigned space and stepped inside, where two men were already waiting.
‘Wow.’
These two could walk straight onto a real field right now.
With their model-like height and well-groomed appearance, dressed in form-fitting black short-sleeved shirts with thick combat vests over top, they looked like actual Hunter Association operatives.
Since I’d only ever seen them in casual clothes until now, the change felt quite striking.
At that moment, Baek Seon-u, who’d been sitting in what looked like a waiting area, turned his head toward us and slowly got to his feet.
“Oh, Ha-ryeong.”
“…What?”
Wait, Lim Ji-an’s right here beside me—why is he calling me first? This is embarrassing.
Baek Seon-u, oblivious to my turbulent thoughts, stepped forward and regarded me slowly, his brown eyes tracing across my appearance. He seemed to be studying what I was wearing.
“Child of darkness, are you?”
“I’ll hit you. I really will.”
I raised my clenched fist into the air, adopting an aggressive stance as if about to strike him directly. He simply stepped back one pace and offered a gentle smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners.
‘When did he start being so irritating, anyway?’
The thought stirred something inside me, a surge of annoyance bubbling to the surface.
Yet apparently our exchange looked amusing to others. Lim Ji-an, standing quietly beside me, suddenly burst into laughter.
‘At least that’s a relief.’
Baek Seon-u’s face now carried that familiar playful glint it usually had.
Because ever since that day, right up until the end of today’s class, his mood had been as frigid and settled as a sheet of ice.
‘Just tell me why.’
Whenever I asked what was wrong, he’d just say it didn’t matter.
As his neighbor in the seat directly beside his, I’d spent two days walking on eggshells, thinking I was about to be scolded for something.
‘But what’s he doing over there?’
My gaze drifted past Baek Seon-u, whose expression had grown noticeably lighter, and landed on the figure beyond him.
Seo Do-hyeok had been standing silently in front of some machine, his fingers moving continuously as if pressing something.
I quickly took in my surroundings in this space we’d entered.
A second door and a wide glass window lay ahead, and beyond the window, everything was painted black.
Which meant that even now, as I stood right up against the glass window with my forehead pressed to it, I could see absolutely nothing through it.
“Um, but shouldn’t we start on Normal for our first time?”
At that moment, while I stared into the pitch-black space, Lim Ji-an’s words reached my ears and my head snapped to the right.
‘If not Normal, what then?’
As I watched Baek Seon-u approach behind Seo Do-hyeok, I began walking in that direction as well.
Standing behind Lim Ji-an and peering over her shoulder, I felt a curse slip out of me unbidden.
‘Is he insane?’
Because Seo Do-hyeok’s long index finger had just touched the difficulty setting where it said “Professional.” My eyes immediately fixed on his profile.
Though all I could make out were his sharp features and the long lashes that fell across his eyes as he gazed at the touchscreen.
‘What are you thinking?’
I was moving to stand beside Lim Ji-an’s left shoulder to get a better view of his expression when, by chance, I found myself directly across from Seo Do-hyeok—and our eyes met the moment he lifted his gaze.
Seo Do-hyeok’s lips parted slightly.
“It’s not that I don’t trust the team.”
……
“We have S-Class Awakeners.”
Having uttered those words, Seo Do-hyeok walked past us indifferently, pushed open the door positioned beside the glass window, and entered.
His silhouette appeared starkly against the black backdrop beyond the glass.
I stared after him blankly for a moment until Lim Ji-an nudged my arm with her elbow and asked.
“Was he always like that?”
I had no answer to offer, even if she’d asked.
Just as I’d been struck by something when observing how Lim Ji-an treated Baek Seon-u, perhaps she’d picked up on something similar.
“You saw what happened back then. Why ask?”
Baek Seon-u, answering in my stead with a subdued voice, adjusted his Wrist Band and entered the Training Room.
And at that moment, the glass window trembled slightly and a machine’s low hum echoed through the space. There was no time for further conversation.
As I hurried inside, the space around the four of us was so utterly black that you couldn’t tell where it ended. Even the floor beneath my feet was pitch-black.
The novelty of the sensation lasted only a moment before a blinding white flash suddenly erupted, overwhelming my vision.
My eyes snapped shut reflexively, and at the same instant, a rich scent of earth swept across my nostrils.
“You can open your eyes now.”
“Wow……, so the instructors were the only ones using this incredible thing?”
As Baek Seon-u’s and Lim Ji-an’s voices reached me in turn, I slowly lowered the hand shielding my eyes.
An entirely different landscape had unfolded in the space where the white light had faded.
‘What theme did they choose……?’
I blinked away the tears that had gathered at the corners of my eyes and surveyed the surroundings.
Baek Seon-u, having naturally assumed the lead, stepped forward quietly.
[ The Guardian of Taewon leans his upper body forward with keen interest, observing a landscape entirely different from what had been seen in previous training sessions. ]
‘Wow, this is absolutely insane.’
Of course, the main Training Grounds had boasted impressive realism when we first saw it, but this seemed to operate on an even higher level of system.
With every step, fallen leaves and soil crumbled beneath my feet, and the air carried the scent of dewy early morning—vivid and unmistakable.
Beyond that, the mist filling my vision brushed against my skin with a cool touch, making the whole environment feel slightly chilly.
‘But why does it feel so suffocating?’
I rubbed one of my eye sockets with my hand. My vision felt clouded, as though something thin and foreign had lodged itself over my eyes.
[ The Arbiter of Truth reclines comfortably on the sofa, remarking that this is a side effect those awakened as C-Class from the start would never have experienced. ]
[ The Arbiter of Truth adds, as the contractor once thought, that if something goes, something else must come—such is the way of things. ]
‘Of all the times.’
The mist blanketing the area was far thicker than expected.
For now, we pressed on, our hands braced against the rough, gritty wall as we made our way forward.
By smell alone, by the feel of the ground beneath our feet, by the texture of the stone surface under our fingertips—this place was….
In that instant, my finger caught on something, and it tumbled down with a dry rattle, striking my instep as it passed.
“Ugh—.”
I grimaced reflexively. Since the sensation was real, the pain was equally so.
“Be careful.”
Just then, Seo Do-hyeok’s heavy voice cut clearly through the air from behind me. And in that same moment, I swallowed a sigh.
‘I—I don’t understand why.’
Why we’d chosen terrain like this at all.
I’m C-Class, and yet every S-Class hunter is obsessed with me.
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Author
| Seo Yu-yeon
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| March 6, 2026
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| Talesyx Corporation
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