The Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial - Chapter 292

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Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial! Episode 292

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[Gidan S / Sergey A]

Wuju, who had lowered Sergey’s score slightly, tried to ignore the pangs of guilt stabbing at his conscience.

‘Sorry, Sergey hyung.’

It wasn’t that he held any grudge against Sergey.

It was just that Gu Huiyeon had become Han Gru’s partner for the Chick Class autonomous project this semester, and Wuju coveted that position.

Gu Huiyeon, somehow knowing that he liked Han Gru, had subtly proposed a deal.

Gu Huiyeon

I’ll switch autonomous project partners for you

Gu Huiyeon

Can’t you give Gidan oppa more points?

Gu Huiyeon

(Crying emoticon)

If it had been any other assignment, he wouldn’t have done such a dirty thing—

The semester autonomous project required choosing a free topic with your partner, then writing a report based on what they learned in kindergarten.

Since it was an assignment due at the end of the semester, it inevitably meant spending quite a long time together with your partner.

He couldn’t miss such an opportunity.

Wuju steeled his resolve once again.

Ever since Mephistopheles had taken human form, his heart had been constantly anxious.

Until now, he hadn’t been concerned at all since it was just a bird, but apparently it was actually in human form and even liked Han Gru.

Not only that, but human-form Mephistopheles was even adorably pretty.

Yes, being pretty was a problem.

In Wuju’s opinion, Han Gru was a face-chaser (the type who only gets excited about pretty and handsome faces).

From their first meeting, hadn’t he called him “pretty Wuju,” saying he was pretty?

Even now, all he had to offer Han Gru was his face and fame, which was quite damaging to his pride.

But what if his attention shifted from “pretty Wuju” to “pretty Mepi”…?

Thump—his heart dropped.

‘This is the worst.’

It should be him, not Mephistopheles, who showed Han Gru a cool and pretty side.

To do that, he needed to spend more time together.

‘So I have no choice.’

It was when Wuju, having convinced himself this way, raised his head.

“…?!”

He met eyes directly with sunset-colored pupils that were staring intently at him.

Startled, Wuju gasped. Why was he looking at him like that?

Flustered, Wuju unconsciously hid the tablet behind his back.

Mephistopheles narrowed his eyes, then seemed to sense something from Wuju’s reaction and smiled with his beak tilted up.

‘No way!’

Mephistopheles laughed sinisterly with chirping sounds as he hopped down onto Gru’s shoulder, trying to whisper something in his ear.

“W-wait!”

“Hm?”

Gru, who was holding the chick tube, turned his head around.

“Wuju, why are you like that?”

“N-no, it’s nothing…”

When Mephistopheles teasingly put his beak to Gru’s ear again, Wuju’s shoulders jerked and he tensed up.

After repeating this teasing behavior several times, Mephistopheles looked like a satisfied predator.

‘Damn it!’

He’d been caught red-handed!

“Chirp chirp!”

Mephistopheles giggled while watching the suffering Wuju, then gestured to the side with his wing.

It meant they’d talk about this later.

Dejected, Wuju had no choice but to nod his head.

“…?”

Gru tilted his head curiously and approached with quick steps.

“Wuju, why do you suddenly look tired?”

“No, it’s nothing…”

“Huh?”

Gru massaged his shoulders telling him to cheer up and smiled brightly at him.

“Fighting!”

This time it was Mephistopheles who started boiling with anger.

Wuju deliberately leaned slightly against Gru while showing Mephistopheles a smile.

Trembling with rage!

He asked in a deliberately weak and wilted voice.

“Gru.”

“Yeah?”

“What kind of person do you like?”

What kind of person?

Gru sniffed and thought for a moment, then pulled up the tube that was sliding down.

“Supreme Being.”

“…A-anyone other than Supreme Being?”

“Hmm-”

Gru made a cute sound and pondered for a moment-

“Supreme Being.”

The tone when saying Supreme Being was as resolute as shouting ‘neutral country’ in the plaza.

…Then the method of competition was decided. The only way was to determine who was the Supreme Being that suited Gru.

First, he had to defeat that small and cunning bird.

When Wuju steeled his resolve and glared at Mephistopheles, Mephistopheles began glaring back just as fiercely.

In the middle of their staring contest, a Mephisto Kick flew toward Wuju’s face.

However.

Swoosh-

“…!”

Wuju blocked Mephistopheles’ kick with his palm and pushed back with all his strength.

Mephistopheles, who had been sent flying, hurriedly flapped his wings to regain his posture.

Sparks flew from both their eyes. A fierce battle was about to break out.

‘Wuju and Mepi are having fun playing together.’

Having dropped a nuclear bomb between Mephistopheles and Wuju, Gru skipped lightly toward where Sergey and Gidan were filming their training video.

‘Conduct evaluation!’

Peeking around and taking notes on her tablet while watching to see if her older brothers were working hard, Team 1’s Son Taeha knelt down in front of Gru.

“Gru Gru, what are you doing?”

“I’m checking if the older brothers’ conduct is ridiculous.”

“Conduct?”

“Conduct!”

Gru showed him the tablet with the list written on it.

“Oh, conduct. Right, conduct. Pfft. That’s important, yeah. But what’s this?”

Son Taeha pointed to the names and scores written next to conduct and asked.

“Ah, that’s because we need to determine the top among the older brothers.”

“Top?”

At this, Sergey and Gidan, who were lying on the sunbeds, perked up their ears.

“Yes, the Hyeonak top!”

“Top?”

“Among who?”

As an interesting story was being told, Team 1 and the film crew began gathering around.

They looked at the tablet and murmured among themselves.

“Ooh, physical scores~”

“Oh~ conduct and even popularity scores?”

“Wow, if all of these are high, you’d definitely be the Hyeonak top.”

When Team 1 spoke teasingly, Gidan giggled and lay back down.

“The older brothers found another excuse to mess around.”

“Right.”

Sergey snorted and suddenly sat up.

“Who cares about that kind of thing.”

Sergey spoke coolly and threw off his shirt.

“Whoa!”

Gru let out an exclamation and picked up her tablet pen.

For some reason, this bothered Gidan a little, and his eyebrows twitched.

“Ser-ser oppa… full of motivation….”

“….”

“Dan oppa… fumeng hwangdang….”

Gidan, who had been listening quietly, half-rose and objected.

“It’s not fumeng hwangdang, it’s probably pumhaeng bangjeong.”

“Hm?”

Gru tilted her head with an innocent expression.

Gidan looked at Gru as if she found her cute, then turned his gaze to Sergey.

Sergey was doing simple stretches in front of the swimming pool diving board.

Gidan also quietly got up and stood next to Sergey.

Their gazes met head-on.

“Really don’t care? About the Tower?”

When Gidan spoke with a teasing, spinning smile, Sergey’s face crumpled slightly.

“Yeah. Are you worried because you might lose to me?”

“Scared?”

“Ha!”

“Want to compete to see who gets tired first?”

“Anytime.”

Splash!

Gidan and Sergey jumped into the pool and started swimming.

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The swimming pool was literally a complete mess.

Gidan and Sergey were going around the track dozens of times, calling it an endurance match, while Wuju and Mephistopheles were fighting to determine supremacy.

Team 1 and the film crew were betting money and cheering loudly, wanting to wager on who would win.

Meanwhile, Gru, who had created all this chaos, sat on the edge of the swimming pool with both elbows resting on a tube, chin propped up.

So boring!

Watching with a tablet to see who would win was quite a tedious task.

“Haaaaaaam-”

Gru yawned with her mouth wide open.

Watching the adults who had become crazed and were shouting for Gidan and Sergey as the betting stakes grew larger, Gru narrowed her eyes.

Just then, Nayeon came and sat beside her.

“Whose side is unnie on?”

At Gru’s question, she smiled and shook her head.

“Unnie didn’t bet any money. It’s not good for friends to argue about who’s above or below.”

Is that so? Gru blinked with her mouth agape.

Nayeon exclaimed how cute she was and rubbed Gru’s cheeks vigorously.

Gru giggled and hugged Nayeon tightly.

‘Hmm, is it not good?’

Fluffy clouds began rising in Gru’s mind.

A white Baby Sheep wearing Red Horn-Rimmed Glasses lined up various Friends like Wuju, Huiyeon, Mephisto, Veilak, and Lucifer according to their scores.

Friends with high scores looked proud, but those with low scores wiped away tears with gloomy faces.

They were all Gru’s precious Friends.

“Gru thinks so too, big sister is right.”

Saying this Friend has higher scores than that Friend, or lower scores – that’s not good.

Just when Gru, having lost interest in their competition, was about to splash into the pool to play in the water.

Veilak with a Tube came paddling over, moving his feet frantically.

“Myumyu.” (What a bunch of idiots, I tell you.)

The ugly hamster lay on the Tube like doing a Backstroke and shook his head disapprovingly.

“Cute.”

Gru grinned widely and poked Veilak’s chubby cheek.

“….”

Veilak, who had been expressionless, rolled his Eyes around awkwardly and blushed.

As Gru spun his Tube round and round, he leisurely enjoyed playing in the water and said.

“Myumyumyu.” (It seems the winner this time is cute me.)

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