I'm a C-Class, but All the S-Classes Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 94

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Episode 94
The moment we descended into the shaft, the air shifted within a second.
The crisp energy that had poured from the greenhouse vanished, replaced by the stale, musty reek of mold stabbing at my nostrils.
[ The Guardian of Taewon paused mid-wipe of his sword, theatrical about how this felt like a scene straight out of a K-drama, and he focused intently. ]
The only thing illuminating our dim surroundings was the pale blue glow of the System Window. And the reason the Guardian was making such a fuss was painfully obvious.
‘This isn’t even training.’
We were crawling single-file down a narrow passage, that was why. My knees and elbows throbbed in protest, but stopping wasn’t an option.
Honestly, at this rate I was starting to wonder if my entire life was just one long drama unfolding before my eyes.
‘If anywhere needs a place like this, it’d be somewhere compact.’
I’d barely made it a few meters further, harboring that vague unease, when Cha Yu-hyeon’s movement ahead of me suddenly stopped.
Then came the screech of metal on metal, and his figure abruptly dropped out of sight below.
Bright light spilled in from somewhere, and I quickened my crawl through the gap, steadying my breathing.
‘Just as I thought. Must be an opening in the ceiling.’
When I reached the spot where Cha Yu-hyeon had disappeared and looked down, our eyes met immediately. He was waiting for the rest of us to catch up.
I gripped the far edge like I was dangling from an iron bar and let myself drop.
‘Ugh. What is that smell?’
The moment my feet touched ground, a wave of stench hit me, and my face contorted reflexively. I buried my nose in my palms and scanned the surroundings.
‘Smells like a hospital corridor.’
How could a place like this exist in an Academy?
A soft thud sounded behind me as someone descended. I turned instinctively and my gaze locked with Seo Do-hyeok’s, but he quickly looked away.
“How long have you known?”
“Not long. This is my first time inside.”
At Seo Do-hyeok’s question, Cha Yu-hyeon answered flatly, both hands tucked into his pockets. His companion’s brow creased sharply and he closed his eyes, pressing his fingers against his brow bone with a grimace.
“So that time……, damn.”
He looked genuinely shaken by what lay before us.
‘Well, it’d be strange not to be.’
Daeyeon Construction had built this, yet even they didn’t know this space existed.
Still holding my nose, I looked ahead again.
We were standing in a long, pristine white corridor. Fluorescent lights hung at regular intervals along the ceiling, and the passage bent to the left a short distance ahead.
How to describe it. It felt exactly like I’d first thought—the hallway of a newly built hospital that had never been used, an unsettling parallel.
But the air wasn’t filled with that distinctive antiseptic smell.
‘This is similar to what I smelled in the Supply Room before.’
A nauseating blend of metallic rust and some indefinable stench that clung to the back of my throat. As I was trying to puzzle out the source, Baek Seon-u drifted to my side and muttered softly.
“This place is a total mess.”
I couldn’t help but nod in agreement, though I didn’t voice it. I’d been thinking the same thing for a while now.
Just then, Cha Yu-hyeon—radiating a sharp, palpable energy—passed us and took the lead, naturally establishing our formation.
‘Great.’
Now everyone could see I was nervous……!
With Baek Seon-u, the archer, falling back, Seo Do-hyeok and I found ourselves walking side by side down the center. And these men either had numb olfactory nerves or were simply enduring it.
Unlike me, their expressions hadn’t faltered the moment we stepped forward—no visible reaction to the stench.
‘Am I the only one who can smell this?’
My head was pounding and my nostrils actually hurt from how acrid the odor was.
Still, we walked the corridor with footfalls as silent as we could manage.
A strange tension hung in the air—the kind that made my fingertips tingle. Then, as we approached a corner, something shifted.
‘What is it.’
The instant Cha Yu-hyeon stopped, Seo Do-hyeok’s grip tightened urgently on my left wrist. I instinctively looked up at him, but his expression was stern, his eyes fixed forward.
‘Damn. I can’t breathe.’
My chest felt heavy, like I’d swallowed wrong. The three men were all letting their Auras leak out, undoubtedly.
Just as I was carefully exhaling, Cha Yu-hyeon pressed his back against the corner wall and raised his right hand, his gaze never flicking toward us.
In that moment, I heard faint footsteps from somewhere ahead.
“…….”
I simply watched Cha Yu-hyeon standing with his hand raised, silencing us.
‘This is… an odd feeling.’
It could’ve been from Seo Do-hyeok still gripping my hand. Or from how I’d been pressed protectively against his broad back as a result.
The thought that it was probably both made an uncomfortable feeling bloom in my chest, and my head was starting to dip when—
Cha Yu-hyeon’s index finger flicked sharply through the air. At that same instant, a faint breeze stirred behind my back.
‘What?’
Despite Baek Seon-u and Cha Yu-hyeon having no prior coordination, they moved with the seamless precision of long practice.
A question flickering at the edge of my mind, I turned to look back—only to have a sharp crackling sound pierce my ear. Both Seo Do-hyeok and I instinctively tilted our heads back, staring at the ceiling.
And in that moment, what filled my vision was a shape far from unfamiliar.
‘I’ve seen this somewhere before.’
As I stared into empty space for a moment, the scene that struck me then was from the midterm exam not long ago.
It was identical to that spark that had flickered across the sky before the colossal vertebra leg crumbled—a phenomenon I’d dismissed as trivial at the time.
‘Damn.’
I lowered my head slowly, swallowing a hollow laugh. I’d had no idea surveillance cameras were installed in these suspicious passages as well, monitoring the whole Training Grounds.
If Cha Yu-hyeon’s words from before held true—if this really was someone’s elaborate design—my nape prickled with a chill I couldn’t shake.
[ The Guardian of Taewon slams the table and demands to know who keeps touching our contractor, insisting it’s time to flip the whole thing over once and for all! ]
Of all times, my System Window flares orange now.
“It’s a person.”
Just then, Seo Do-hyeok’s low, taut voice from directly ahead cut through my spiraling thoughts.
And in the same instant I turned my head to catch a glimpse of Cha Yu-hyeon’s back, he moved without hesitation, vanishing around the corner.
Seo Do-hyeok followed immediately after, his hand jerking my body forward before I could react.
We were just rounding the corner when it happened.
A muffled thud.
My view was blocked by his broad back, but that single sound etched itself clear into my ears.
‘No, surely not.’
An assassin wouldn’t just kill someone without proper confirmation, no matter how ruthless. That had to be the case.
Thinking that, my free hand reached out and gently pushed Seo Do-hyeok’s forearm to the side.
“……Ha.”
A bitter laugh escaped between my teeth. A short distance away, Cha Yu-hyeon pressed tight against the back of someone in black tactical gear, and our eyes met.
The figure’s face had drained of all color, gone ashen pale. And that pitch-black dagger had just slipped free from his throat.
Until the moment the ambushed man’s body began to crumple, Cha Yu-hyeon’s expression and gaze remained nothing but ice-cold.
‘Isn’t that a bit excessive?’
Even if he wasn’t an ally, he could have been subdued for interrogation instead.
Even as that doubt flickered through me, a sharp, acrid smell—not of blood, but something sickly chemical that made my skin crawl—wafted to my nose.
‘……Something’s off.’
The target had thrashed briefly, but there was no final gasp, no death rattle—sounds that should have come when a throat was pierced.
What unsettled me more was that I’d completely missed Cha Yu-hyeon’s aura, even though he was right there in front of me.
“What’s this? Why no sound?”
The heavy silence was broken by Baek Seon-u’s question. His voice, much like my own tangled emotions, carried an edge of irritation.
‘So I wasn’t the only one who felt it.’
Just then, the warmth against my left wrist vanished abruptly. Seo Do-hyeok was approaching the figure lying facedown on the ground, completely still.
“What’s your assessment, Seo Do-hyeok?”
Cha Yu-hyeon, arms crossed, looked down from above and asked quietly, taking a step back.
Seo Do-hyeok knelt and scrutinized the body, moving his hand several times as if examining it carefully. He seemed to be checking around the neck—where Cha Yu-hyeon’s dagger had struck.
After a moment, he rose slowly and exhaled deeply, then spoke in a low voice laced with anger.
“Mana’s twisted, and there’s poisoning on top of it.”
“…….”
“Just a human shell left. That’s all this Hunter was.”
At Seo Do-hyeok’s words—like a final execution—I finally let out a sigh and dropped my gaze.
C-Class, Yet Every S-Class Is Obsessed with Me
Episode 94
Author
| Seo Yu-yeon
Published
| March 6, 2026
Publisher
| TalesSyx Corporation
Illustration
| Choguk
Title Design
| Malangkong-tteok
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