The Regressed Chaebol Grandson Finds It Hard to Forgive - Chapter 54

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Episode 54. Kneel! (6)

“The weather is beautiful…….”

1st Year Class 10 Classroom.
Students from the arts and physical education track are gathered and assigned to Class 10 of each year, operating as a single class.

The fact that Cheonghwa is a school centered on the upper classes doesn’t mean all its students are academically gifted.

The arts and physical education track was originally created as a safety net for those with no interest in academics.

Since conventional admissions can’t crack SKY universities, they work within the legal framework using loopholes.

But not all students in the arts and physical education track are like that either.

Some are genuine musical prodigies who’ve won awards competing fairly in international competitions.

They’re the real deal.

Currently in Cheonghwa High School’s 1st Year Class 10 is a exceptionally talented student.

One of the three great beauties of Cheonghwa High School and recipient of the top prize for cello performance at the Pablo Casals International Cello Competition last year during her middle school years.

It’s Kang A-ri, sitting by the window and savoring the spring morning while gazing outside.

She has no worries about university admission.

Her award credentials alone are more than enough to gain entrance to not only universities across South Korea but also prestigious international music academies.

After arriving at school, she enjoyed the peace it offered.

After school, going home meant wrestling with her cello every single day.

Like all artists, musicians who handle instruments fill their lives with difficult hours day in and day out.

Just as ordinary students accumulate knowledge, she memorizes sheet music as a given.
She must know how to pour every sense that stimulates all five senses into her instrument.

Kang A-ri loved this morning hour most of all.

Her fixed seat by the window.
The large ginkgo trees visible through the window, the spacious athletic field covered with grass.

Cheonghwa High School, which takes landscaping seriously, looked very peaceful just from its exterior.

Especially on rainy days, the bouncing sound of raindrops would reach her, and they sounded like musical notes creating rhythm—Kang A-ri loved it even more.

“Whoa! The 2nd year classroom is going crazy right now.”
“Why! Is there a fire?”
“What happened??”

The classroom suddenly erupted into chaos.
Kang A-ri’s expression, which had been fixed on the window view, twisted.

Unlike ordinary students’ classrooms, the arts and physical education class was always brimming with energy.

They exploded with emotion at the smallest issue.

“Someone got a perfect score on this test.”
“A perfect score? On this midterm exam?”
“The results aren’t even publicly announced yet, are they?”

The arts and physical education class must still maintain academic achievement levels comparable to other schools.

Without exceptional practical skills to back them up, admission to desired universities becomes difficult.

That’s why many students prepare for the college entrance exam as well.

Uniquely, their grades are superior to ordinary school arts and physical education track students.

“It was from 2nd Year Class 3.”
“2nd Year Class 3? Could it be… Lee Hyo-ju?”
“Oh! It has to be Hyo-ju!”

Despite being first-years, they’re quite sharp about information regarding famous people in the school.

They’re all potential connections for the future.

Whenever they have a chance to encounter the seniors being discussed, they all eagerly participate in the conversation.

“It’s not Hyo-ju……. It’s an Outcast.”
“What? An, an Outcast?”
“Who’s an Outcast??”

The word ‘Outcast’ shattered Kang A-ri’s peaceful composure.
She snapped to attention immediately.

There are two Outcasts enrolled in the 2nd year.

And the Outcast in 2nd Year Class 3 is…….

“You all know Ha Tae-ung, right?”
“Ha Tae-ung……?”
“That guy Yeon-ju said was handsome.”
“Ah! That se—no, that Outcast!”

Cheonghwa implicitly doesn’t address Outcasts as seniors.
It’s an unwritten rule at Cheonghwa.

“……!!”

Kang A-ri’s large eyes grew wider and wider as she listened to the chattering students.
This is truly a massive incident.

“He’s fighting Lee Jang-yong right now at the Grand Auditorium.”
“Fighting? Like, actually fighting? Or……. What is it!”
“A mathematics competition.”
“You mean solving problems?”
“What? A math problem competition with Lee Jang-yong?”
“That’s insane.”
“Haha. That Outcast’s going to end up in the Han River today.”

None of the students thought for even a second that Lee Jang-yong would lose.

Lee Jang-yong is at the top of South Korea’s high school mathematics teachers.

“Everyone, shut up!!”

A cutting remark suddenly silenced the chaos and echoed through the classroom.

Kang A-ri, normally called the noble cello goddess, fixed the class with a cold stare.

“Uh, A-ri…….”
“…….”

The students’ faces all hardened as they caught sight of Kang A-ri’s furious expression.

Kang A-ri’s family background is far from ordinary either.

According to rumors circulating beneath the surface…….

Tap-tap-tap.

Before her words had even finished, Kang A-ri rushed out of the classroom.

“A-ri!!”

An A-ram, who had been napping with her head on her desk, suddenly jerked awake.

Startled by Kang A-ri’s abrupt movement, she leaped from her seat and raced after her.

An A-ram’s number one life principle was always: Protect Kang A-ri!

“We, we should go too!”
“This is strange…….”
“Ugh, all because of one Outcast…….”

The 1st Year Class 10 students, who had just been caught in Kang A-ri’s fury, suddenly started moving.

Led by Kang A-ri, the Class 10 students surged toward the Grand Auditorium.

Most of Cheonghwa High School’s students, except for the 3rd years, headed toward the Grand Auditorium.

The teachers were the same.

The 2nd year’s perfect score holder was an Outcast.
The teachers’ opinions were hardly different from the students’ on this fact.

The Outcast confronting Lee Jang-yong—Ha Tae-ung.

The peaceful atmosphere that had settled over Cheonghwa High School on Monday morning was shattering to pieces.

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An Acquired Evil Person?
The dusty gray Dark Aura that Lee Jang-yong is radiating.

It appears he turned to evil at some point in his life.

He exudes a similar aura to that of Park Do-jun, the Innate Evil Person golfer.

Both men carry virulence and malice so deeply embedded in their entire being that they’re indistinguishable in rank.

-Will you plunder the Acquired talent of Mathematical Thinking?

Without hesitation in my choice, like draining the power of the wicked—the grandmother’s buff.

It seems she has some massive plan I haven’t grasped yet.

Now is the moment to absorb the ability and wield it as strength, not to question!

‘I’ll plunder it!’

Crack.

The moment my will manifested, a small spark flew from our joined hands.

“Ah!”

Lee Jang-yong, startled, quickly yanked his hand away.

He’d probably chalk it up to static electricity.

“First, thank you.”
“What, what the hell—!”

I gave a brief bow of gratitude first.

Lee Jang-yong’s expression soured further.

“Sir. There are many fellow students watching. It would be better to refrain from language that violates Cheonghwa’s proud school rules.”

Cheonghwa’s school rules bind both students and teachers alike.

Lee Jang-yong, who could hardly be unaware of that fact, was caught out in public.

Catching on to the implication, his face flushed red.

“Shut it! You damn Outcast!”

Confident in his victory, he truly lost his temper.

“What are you doing?”

Han Yu-ra, the Korean language teacher, bellowed loudly.

Nearly a few hundred students had packed into the Grand Auditorium.
A considerable number of teachers were visible as well.

Regular classes were about to begin.

In a situation like this, typically a senior teacher or someone with rank would normally step in.

But the atmosphere made everyone hesitant.

Siding with the Outcast student could result in ugly consequences later.

Han Yu-ra’s situation, however, was quite different from the other teachers’.

Moreover, unlike other teachers, she genuinely treated me as a student.

The only one who accepted me when all the school clubs pretended not to see.

“You should stay out of this, teacher. We’re currently disciplining a cheater.”

Lee Jang-yong responded with an ugly tone as expected.

“Do you have evidence that Tae-ung committed the misconduct you’re describing?”
“Evidence? Of course. The very fact that he solved all my problems is the evidence!”
“Don’t be absurd! Tae-ung is a conscientious student!”
“Conscientious? Puhahahahahaha.”

At Han Yu-ra’s words, Lee Jang-yong burst into loud, braying laughter that seemed to shake the auditorium.

Han Yu-ra clenched her lips tightly.

Han Yu-ra emanates a bright sky-blue aura that ripples gently.

Even in Cheonghwa, a place that resembles a school for demons, such an angel existed.

“That’s why I came here. This kid tried to challenge me with mathematics, and since he insisted on proving himself through competition, I’m giving him the opportunity. Just watch. What’s the problem?”

“Right. Seems like we’ve got a full audience anyway.”

And then…….

“……!!”

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