The Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial - Chapter 182
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Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial! Episode 182
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After the Principal hurried away with quick steps, Amakusa Reiji smiled faintly in the Chairman’s Office and said.
[“He’s quite sensitive. Normally, he wouldn’t notice my presence.”]
[“There must be a reason he made it to Principal.”]
[“That’s an interesting perspective. Though it’s hindsight, I agree to some extent. That General Naeba was quite capable too.”]
The man quietly laughed as he mentioned the South African dictator he had led to death.
[“Well, everything else about him was terrible though. How badly must he have raised his child for his son to ask someone to kill his father.”]
Amakusa Reiji.
Unlike the S-rank Crafter Amakusa Kazuki, he was a designer of criminal activities famous in the underworld.
The world’s finest assassination executor smiled as if he found it truly amusing.
At this, Han Rowoon narrowed his eyes.
[“Thanks to that, my workload was reduced.”]
Han Rowoon had also intended to kill General Naeba, who was experimenting on children from his own country.
[“Hmm, everything comes down to inevitability.”]
[“Inevitability…”]
Because of General Naeba, he had formed a connection with Reiji and was able to recruit him into Gnosis. Looking back now, perhaps all of it was truly inevitable.
Han Rowoon fell into thought, then glanced at the door and asked.
[“Are you concerned about the Principal?”]
[“It’s fine. Sensitive people are actually more interesting.”]
[“I’ll say it again, Amakusa-san, don’t bother our Principal. More importantly, have you given up on that commission? I thought you’d be quite busy because of that meteoric new Crafter.”]
[“Hmm, originally that should have been the case, but I’m actually quite free.”]
[“That’s unexpected.”]
[“It’s strange that it’s hard to find information about a celebrity in this world overflowing with information. As if someone deliberately erased it. I’ve thrown in the towel completely.”]
Reiji raised both hands as if admitting defeat, putting on a show.
Amakusa Reiji was considered representative among the big shots of the underworld.
For him to express it to this extent was truly a sign of respect.
And Han Rowoon had a guess about who had made him throw in the towel.
[“Then it must be On Jurim’s doing.”]
As he smiled as if proud, pretty dimples appeared on both his cheeks.
[“Hmm.”]
Reiji rested his chin on his hand and looked him over with an interested expression.
Han Rowoon always showed an affectionate expression whenever he talked about On Jurim, and Reiji found that very amusing.
[“If On-chan stepped in to that extent, the new Crafter must be quite remarkable. On-chan isn’t usually someone who takes such interest in others.”]
[“Hmm, well. That’s true. So what are you planning to do?”]
[“I’m going to visit someone who might know. Fortunately, she’s also in Korea, so that’s really convenient.”]
[“Ah…”]
Han Rowoon nodded as if he understood who ‘she’ was referring to.
Reiji smiled knowingly and lifted his tea cup to savor the tea.
[“The tea has a nice aroma. It would be fine to move leisurely after enjoying the tea, wouldn’t it?”]
[“As long as you don’t interfere too much, by all means.”]
[“Of course, of course.”]
Amakusa Reiji smiled broadly and tapped his tea cup with his finger, as if he would only enjoy his tea.
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The sports festival season at Justitia International School had begun.
It was a sports day no different from other schools, but if there was one unique aspect, it was that all students participated due to the school’s small elite nature.
All students from the Kindergarten Department to the High School Division were divided into blue and red teams, and the winner would be determined by combining the total scores.
As prizes for winning, Asian Games VIP Tickets and latest model tablet PCs were given to the entire team.
In the Kindergarten Department’s Chick Class, after finishing all explanations about this sports festival…
“There are many events in the sports festival that you do with partners, so you’ll form pairs and move together. You need to make partners and tell the teacher. Understood?”
“Yes!”
The children, all full of anticipation, answered in unison with high voices.
However, for some reason, Wuju seemed dejected.
Therefore, Han Gru’s question, which he thought would be natural—
“Wuju, you’ll partner with Han Gru, right?”
“Huh?”
Came back with an ambiguous answer.
“Hm? Why?! You don’t want to?!”
“Well…”
As Wuju hesitated to answer, Han Gru’s face gradually turned pale.
Han Gru firmly grasped Wuju’s hands with both of his and asked with a tearful face.
“Don’t tell me… you’re going to do it with another friend instead of Han Gru?!”
Wuju turned his head to the side with a troubled expression.
At that sight, Han Gru was shocked and opened his mouth wide.
Thud—!
To think that Wuju had another close friend besides Han Gru.
It felt like dark clouds had gathered heavily in his chest.
“Han Gru feels dizzy…”
As Han Gru’s pupils began to shake mercilessly, Wuju hurriedly said no and tried to calm Han Gru down.
“No! No! That’s not it! Uh! I… I don’t think I can do it together because I have filming.”
“…Filming?”
Han Gru, who had been staggering, suddenly perked up his head again.
“Yeah, yes. I have filming. So I can’t.”
“Aw, is that all? It’s okay. Han Gru will work really hard! Wuju can come even while filming.”
“That’s! …I don’t want to.”
“Huh?”
“Gru, you’re an Awakened. It would be better to do it with other friends.”
“But Gru is F-rank…”
Gru looked around with his big eyes.
Sensing that he was being careful in case other friends might hear, Wuju played along.
“Yeah, even if you’re F-rank… there are probably kids lining up wanting to be with you.”
“…”
Wuju, why are you acting like this? Something’s strange.
As Gru hesitated, not knowing how to persuade him further, Wuju lowered his gaze and fidgeted with his mobile phone.
“…I got a call from dad, so I need to go answer it!”
“Huh? Oh…”
Soon Wuju quickly got up and left the classroom.
“Hmm.”
Gru gazed drowsily at Wuju’s retreating figure as he went out to take the call.
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Wuju went to a quiet spot in the Kindergarten Building and leaned his back against the wall.
He could see his dad’s face through the mobile phone.
– Wuju, why didn’t you tell me you’re having a sports day!
“How did dad find out about that?!”
– These days kindergarten apps are really well-made. Dad gets all the notifications, you know?
“Ah…”
He remembered recently helping his dad install the KidsNote App when he was curious about it.
He shouldn’t have done that.
As Wuju sighed, he heard the question he didn’t want to hear.
– What time should dad come to the sports day?
…I knew this would happen. This is why I didn’t want to.
“You don’t need to come.”
– Oh come on, there you go again. Dad said you can say whatever you want to say.
“I’m serious. I don’t like sports day, so I’m going to go out and play with a friend. If I get hurt, it’ll interfere with filming…”
– You’re worrying about filming again… But which friend? With Gru?
“No. I have another friend.”
– Who’s this other friend?
“A friend dad doesn’t know! I have to go to class now. I’m hanging up.”
– No, Wuju! Then let’s talk about it again later. You understand?
“I got it… Are you coming home today?”
– Of course. I need to hurry home to see my son’s face.
“Yeah… I’m hanging up.”
Wuju put his mobile phone in his pocket and let out a big sigh.
Dad also seemed disappointed when I told him not to come to the sports festival.
‘Gru too….’
Wuju ruffled his hair as he recalled Gru’s hesitant expression.
It felt like everything had become a complete mess.
Meanwhile, Han Gru, who had been secretly listening to Wuju’s phone call, clasped his hands tightly together and crouched down on the floor.
His heart stung with disappointment and his lips jutted out in a pout.
‘Does Wuju dislike Gru now?’
Because he made a new friend?
“Hiiing….”
Soft wings approached the dejected child’s head and gently stroked it as if to comfort him.
Han Gru hugged Mepi and rubbed his chubby cheeks against the bird.
“Mepi….”
It would have been nice if Mepi were human.
“Peep….”
Mephistopheles cried out sadly for some reason.
At that moment, the bag began to wriggle.
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