My Younger Sister Reborn as a Star Sovereign - Chapter 48

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The Protagonist’s Younger Sister Revives as a Constellation Episode 048

 

⌈That’s not it. I can’t sense any energy.⌋

 

Anser, who was always perched on my shoulder though invisible to others, spoke to me.

 

When Anser says something like that, it means it’s not the case.

 

A Hunter? But there’s no way one would be at school today.

 

The Association conducted mandatory monthly education for minor Hunters. It was generally about contracts and work-related matters, classes designed to prevent them from receiving unfair treatment anywhere.

 

Kim Igyeol also said he was going to the Association for education today.

 

“Hey, Serin! Let’s eat together today. I’m bored without Igyeol.”

 

As I stood alone in front of the art classroom pondering the young boy’s identity, Kang Seo-u appeared in the distance, waving his hand carelessly like an idle person.

 

It seemed he had avoided the mandatory education for ‘minor’ Hunters due to being held back a year.

 

Kang Seo-u, who had approached and put his arm around my shoulder, began dragging me away forcefully.

 

I burst into helpless laughter at his behavior.

 

Just as I was about to move my feet, led by Kang Seo-u, the ‘No Entry’ paper in front of the art classroom door caught my eye.

 

Would it really be okay to just leave the potentially dangerous art classroom with only a piece of paper posted?

 

But even if I said this place was dangerous without any evidence, they wouldn’t listen to what an ordinary student who isn’t even a Hunter has to say.

 

Unable to shake off my anxious feelings, I bought a padlock from the school store and installed it on the art classroom door.

 

But what I discovered the next day was a padlock broken in half.

 

The cut padlock was abandoned in front of the wide-open art classroom, as if to show me.

 

A regular padlock won’t work. Using an item wouldn’t be appropriate since it’s not a burst dungeon yet.

 

With no other options, I ended up ordering several supposedly sturdy padlocks online.

 

After secretly installing padlocks every day, I asked Anser.

 

“Isn’t there a way to get rid of that thing before it bursts?”

 

⌈It’s been progressing for quite a long time already, so there’s nothing we can do.⌋

 

Though I had harbored a glimmer of hope, I just nodded silently at the expected answer.

 

A few days later, as I was passing by the art classroom to check if the padlock was still intact as usual, Seo Yena was there.

 

I tried to pretend not to notice and pass by, but our eyes met.

 

“Oh, wait. Your name was… Jin Serin, right?”

 

“Yes, that’s right. Hello, Teacher.”

 

“Right, hello. You’ve known Seo-u from before, haven’t you? You even transferred on the same day.”

 

It’s fortunate you have a close friend at school, Seo Yena added casually.

 

What has Kang Seo-u been saying?

 

It was awkward to deny it, so I just smiled awkwardly. Seo Yena, who had been smiling back at me, took out a cutting tool from her bag.

 

“Lately, some student has been playing pranks by putting padlocks on the art classroom like this.”

 

Seo Yena, who had been looking at me and smiling, soon erased her smile and gripped the cutting tool with both hands. It was as if she was showing it to me.

 

She put the padlock between the blades and pressed down hard, and a small spark flashed.

 

Would a tool normally spark like that when used? A Hunter? Or an unregistered awakened person?

 

While I was pondering, Seo Yena opened the art classroom door.

 

⌈Baby, the ominous energy has grown even stronger!⌋

 

I was feeling it too. The energy was so strong that I could even smell a strange odor through my nose.

 

“Well… I should get going now. Goodbye, Teacher.”

 

I escaped from that spot as naturally as possible and headed toward the classroom.

 

Seo Yena only told me to go carefully and didn’t try to stop me.

 

As I was hurrying to get away from there, I felt a gaze from the side and turned my head to see that young boy I had seen before. Unlike before, he was trembling and seemed unwell.

 

“What’s wrong? Are you sick somewhere?”

 

“No, no, it’s not that. Don’t worry about it and just go your way.”

 

As if I could just leave when he says that with a face dripping with cold sweat.

 

Without even pretending to listen to the young boy’s words, I took him with me to the infirmary.

 

However, it was closed, perhaps because the school nurse hadn’t arrived for work yet.

 

“I didn’t think of this.”

 

“Just leave me here.”

 

He was breathing heavily with a complexion that looked better than before.

 

“Are you usually in poor health?”

 

If it was a chronic condition, the hospital would be better than the infirmary. Looking at his complexion and the sweat he shed, it seemed like the teacher would let him leave early without saying anything. But which class is this kid in?

 

Meanwhile, the young boy shook his head, saying that wasn’t it.

 

“I see. Which class are you in, by the way?”

 

“The class next to yours.”

 

“…Ah.”

 

No wonder he was always near the art classroom. Was it because it was close?

 

I stopped him as he was about to return to his class, saying he was fine now. I intended to have him meet the school nurse just in case.

 

I decided to be quite meddlesome since he seemed like he would just leave if left alone. I explained the situation to my homeroom teacher and sent a text saying I might be late for morning assembly.

 

“Um, what’s your name?”

 

“Moon Wujin.”

 

“I’m Jin Serin. You should quickly text your homeroom teacher too.”

 

I urged him since he wasn’t doing anything and just staying still.

 

“I told you not to go near the art classroom, so why are you always around there?”

 

“You were around there too.”

 

Moon Wujin, unable to find words to counter my rebuttal, closed his mouth.

 

⌈That human seems to have quite sensitive senses.⌋

 

‘What do you mean?’

 

⌈Earlier in front of the art classroom, this human seemed to sense it too. He became like that when the energy grew stronger.⌋

 

‘Oh, really?’

 

Listening to what Anser was saying, I suddenly threw a question at Moon Wujin.

 

“Are you by any chance a Hunter?”

 

“No.”

 

Moon Wujin’s shoulders drooped as he answered. Oh, don’t tell me. Did I just poke at a painful wound?

 

Although being a Hunter was a dangerous profession, it was also an object of admiration. After getting a phone and doing various searches, I had once seen an article saying that Hunter was the number one career aspiration for elementary school students last year.

 

Moon Wujin, who had become dejected next to me, must have been one of those students. I felt unnecessarily sorry.

 

“Sorry.”

 

“Why are you apologizing?”

 

“I feel like I said something unnecessary?”

 

Moon Wujin chuckled at my words. He waved his hands dismissively saying it was fine, then tried to chase me back to the classroom, saying it was almost time for morning assembly.

 

Even when I told him I had contacted my homeroom teacher about being late, he remained unmoved.

 

Just then, I saw the school nurse arriving for work.

 

“Oh, there’s the school nurse. Well, I’ll go now. Make sure you get medicine before you leave!”

 

After returning to the classroom, I fell into thought.

 

Despite the deepened waves, neither the school nor the Association was taking any measures. Rather than dereliction of duty, it seemed like someone was covering the eyes of both institutions.

 

That someone would be Seo Yena.

 

I pondered whether such a character existed in the original work, but no character came to mind.

 

‘Anser, when do you think that art classroom dungeon will burst?’

 

⌈At the earliest, 2 weeks? At the latest, a month from now.⌋

 

Anser, in a foul mood, tapped his tail on the desk. Since he had no physical form, no sound was made.

 

Was it fortunate that it wasn’t earlier than I had expected? Moreover, since Kang Seo-u was also at this school, it wasn’t a bad situation.

 

Still, shouldn’t Jin Sehyeok know since he’s the Association president?

 

All day I only pondered how to naturally bring up the topic. There was no method that struck me as perfect.

 

I had no choice but to speak indirectly and hope Jin Sehyeok would understand.

 

Spending the whole day just worrying, time flew by in an instant and classes ended.

 

After leaving school faster than anyone else, I returned home and thought about ways to bring it up naturally.

 

Everything felt so awkward that I was about to give up when the door lock chimed and the door opened. Hearing the sound, I came out of my bedroom too.

 

“Welcome home.”

 

“Yeah, did you have a good day at school too, Serin?”

 

Jin Sehyeok’s expression looked so happy when he heard my greeting.

 

Now exchanging greetings like this had become natural. As always, I took the herbal medicine I had forgotten in front of Jin Sehyeok.

 

Usually going into my room was part of my routine, but today I hesitated because I had something to ask.

 

Jin Sehyeok was about to enter his room when he saw me and spoke up.

 

“If you have something to say, say it.”

 

“I have something I’m curious about – isn’t there a way to prevent dungeons from breaking?”

 

Jin Sehyeok’s expression changed strangely when he heard my question.

 

“Why all of a sudden. Did you hear about a dungeon forming somewhere?”

 

“It’s not that, but I heard there were fluctuations at school, so I’m worried.”

 

I’m spoon-feeding you this much information, so you understand, right? Let’s investigate the school again, oppa. It really seems like it’s on the verge of breaking right now.

 

“Kang Seo-u didn’t say anything special though.”

 

Jin Sehyeok let out a short contemplative sound after hearing my words. Kang Seo-u’s name suddenly popped up out of nowhere.

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