The Youngest Son of the Eunhae Merchant Group - Chapter 299

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The Youngest Son of the Eunhae Trading Company Chapter 299

Chapter 299. The Rehabilitation Specialist Academy (4)

What I’ve come to realize while meeting the instructors and assistant instructors at this academy is that they remain tense throughout the entire day.
After all, they never know when or where the students might attack.
This struck me as profoundly unfair.
Why should only the instructors and assistant instructors be on edge? For true fairness, the students ought to be tense as well.
So I decided to leverage my position teaching the basic arithmetic class to instill some tension in the students.
The questions I posed to them were simple enough that even a ten-year-old child could answer them.
However, if they let their guard down, they’ll stumble over sudden questions, and the price for that is a kick to the shin from me.
You think I’m being too harsh?
According to Jin Yu Warrior, this was a conspiracy orchestrated by all the first-year students.
Isn’t that just reaping what they’ve sown?
Class had begun.
“A certain merchant purchased a bolt of silk for silver coins….”
“Snore… snore….”
“…?”
I stopped mid-sentence and turned my head.
One student was openly dozing off.
The other students noticed and began to snicker.
They still hadn’t learned their lesson.
I smiled wickedly and approached him.
“This is class time. Wake up.”
“Ugh, what the—?”
“What is five minus one?”
“Shut up—gack!”
His words were cut short. My foot had connected with his shin.
Watching him wince, I smiled.
“What is two plus two?”
“What kind of nonsense—ugh!”
“What is three plus one?”
“Four! It’s four!”
“Correct. From now on, I won’t tolerate sleeping during class.”
“….”
“Do you understand?”
“Yes….”
Only after taking two kicks to the shin did that student finally surrender.
I didn’t use excessive force, but since I struck the same spot that had been hit earlier, it would hurt considerably.
Moreover, I incorporated the subtle techniques I’d learned from Jin-yeong Great Swordmaster, so the power wasn’t weak either.

“Should you ever need to kick someone’s shin, try using this. It’s an application of Imperial Palace martial arts….”

It was primarily a method used by the Geumui Guard’s Great Heroes to subdue criminals.
One might think it excessive to use such techniques on academy students’ shins.
But doesn’t everything depend on how it’s used?
If used for the guidance and correction of academy students, then it’s simply a method for their guidance and correction.

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Class had ended.
The first-year academy students lay sprawled across the wooden tables. They’d concentrated so intently on the lesson that they had no energy left.
And….
Their shins throbbed as if they were on fire.
Yet when they rolled up their trousers to check, there wasn’t even a visible wound—it was maddening.
“What is this instructor….”
“Damn it!”
While the academy students grumbled in frustration, one among them felt something different.
It was Yeon Sik, an academy student whose father was a Geumui Guard Warrior.
He continued rubbing his shin, still feeling the pain radiating from it.
And simultaneously, a memory surfaced.
‘This, this is definitely… when Father punished me….’
Though his father was soft-hearted, there had been times when he’d grown furious over certain mistakes and struck him.
He’d been kicked in the shin by his father then, and the pain felt similar to what he felt now.
No—the pain now was far worse.
From what he knew, this was a Geumui Guard technique.
‘But that instructor doesn’t seem to be from the Geumui Guard….’

Evening arrived.
Yeon Sik headed to the dining hall with his usual group.
Even though the food was tasteless, with money and outings restricted, he had no choice but to come to the dining hall and eat.
“Sigh, it tastes awful again today.”
“Tell me about it.”
“Eating this pathetic food here makes my palate deteriorate too. Before I entered this academy, I was renowned as a gourmet….”
“I want to eat the grilled meat from Cheonhwa House.”
They grumbled their complaints as they headed toward the dormitory.
The Instructor Dormitory stood along that path, and as they passed by it——

“Palgap, try throwing them a bit higher.”
“Understood, sir.”
At that voice, I turned my head to see a bear-like man toss over a dozen wooden planks into the air.
And a handsome man with a familiar face stomped his foot before launching himself skyward in an instant.
It was Eun Seo-ho, the new assistant instructor.
He spun his body and struck the wooden planks with his feet.
Crack! Bang!
With sharp, crisp sounds, all the wooden planks launched into the air shattered into fragments as they fell.
Eun Seo-ho landed lightly.
“Young Master, but why are you suddenly focusing so much on leg techniques?”
“Ah, it seems I’ll need to use leg techniques quite often these days.”
“….”
Yeon Sik’s group, witnessing this, flinched as if they could feel the pain in their shins from earlier returning.
Meanwhile, Yeon Sik’s body trembled once more.
I had been uncertain before, but seeing it like this, I could now say with certainty.
The martial technique Eun Seo-ho just used was definitely the same one my father employs.
Imperial Palace martial arts.
Which means….
‘That assistant instructor also belongs to the Geumui Guard, just like Father!’
My father was simply lenient with me, always indulging my whims, but I knew well how terrifying he truly was.
The Geumui Guard Warriors were no different.
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And so the day faded into evening.
After character education time ended, came personal preparation time.
The students were already planning to sneak out that night.
“Hey, what do you think about this?”
“Excellent!”
At the suggestion of sneaking out at night to drink, the students grew excited.
Their mouths began to water at the mention of alcohol.
“What about you, Yeon Sik?”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“What do you mean?”
“My intuition tells me something’s off. Tonight doesn’t feel right. You should all be careful tonight.”
“Why? Because of that pretty-faced assistant instructor?”
“We don’t even know what’s hidden in every corner of the academy yet, and you’re worrying about nothing.”
“Look at this guy—he’s a coward after all.”
“Sigh….”
Watching them mock him as a coward, Yeon Sik felt his irritation beginning to rise.
‘How could I call these bastards my old friends….’
He sighed and spoke.
“Think of me as a coward or whatever you like, but I’ve given you fair warning. Don’t come crying to me later with regrets.”
After the bed check before lights out, the dormitory went dark, and as planned, the first-year trainees quietly slipped out of the dormitory.

* * *

The dormitory lights went out.
Now it was time for my true duties as an assistant instructor to begin.
I gazed up at the moon shining brightly in the sky.
Ah, tonight was perfect for disciplining those misbehaving trainees.
“Assistant Instructor Eun.”
“Yes.”
“Then, please do your best.”
“Ah, yes.”
I sent Wi Assistant Instructor on his way and surveyed the dormitory.
A smile immediately crossed my face.
I could sense movement from someone leaving the dormitory.
“Wow, there really was a secret passage there.”
At my words, Seo-woo Warrior chuckled as well.
“Indeed, sir.”
Still, the School Master must surely know about that secret passage—why would he leave it open?
I’d have to ask the School Master about that later.
“Shall we go catch them?”
With that, I set out in earnest, bringing Seo-woo Warrior and Yeo Eung-am Warrior with me.
“There they are.”
In less than half an hour, I successfully caught up with the escaped trainees.
But if we approach from this direction, we’ll be spotted… We should go across the roofs instead.
We moved along the roofs and walls, and discovered them drinking beside the lecture hall.
“What exactly are you doing right now?”
“Eek!”
“What, what is it?”
“Mother!”
Why were they so startled?
Ah, well, I suppose it makes sense.
They were secretly drinking while one of them kept watch, but I’d appeared from a completely unexpected direction.
Regardless, discipline is discipline.
“Drinking alcohol violates academy rules.”
“Damn it! So what?”
“Well, Assistant Instructor, shouldn’t you consider the circumstances before disciplining them?”
“Stop your whining and get out of our sight.”
Ah….
Now I understood why Wi Assistant Instructor had swung that wooden sword so suddenly. He was trying to avoid hearing such nonsense.
I picked up the wooden sword I’d been issued and sighed.
“The truth is, I’m not particularly fond of violence.”
“Squeak?”
At my words, Geumryeong’s voice came from inside my sleeve. A quiet huff—be silent.
“Ah, let me correct myself. I don’t use violence against people. I handle people with words. But… through doing so, I’ve come to realize something.”
I smiled faintly.
“There are those who wear human faces, yet should never be treated as human. So don’t resent my methods for being too harsh. Once you become worthy of being called human, I’ll gladly converse with you instead.”
At that very moment, my body moved toward them.
Crack—!
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My unexpected life as an instructor was proceeding quite smoothly.
Since my duties were concentrated in the afternoons, my mornings were relatively free.
It was when I returned to my dormitory after breakfast, intending to have some tea.
“The School Master’s deputy asked you to come to his office after breakfast.”
“Ah, I see. Thank you for letting me know.”
I immediately headed toward the School Master’s office. Since there were no attendants standing at the entrance, I had to announce myself directly.
“Um….”
“Come in if you’re here.”
The elder’s voice reached me, as if he’d sensed my arrival.
I scratched my head and entered.
“You called for me?”
“Sit.”
As I sat in the chair before the wooden table, the elder regarded me quietly.
It felt oddly fresh to see him sitting in the School Master’s deputy position without any sense of awkwardness.
“Will you have some tea?”
“Yes.”
The elder brewed the tea himself.
When I brought the cup to my lips, it was the same tea I’d had before.
Then.
“I hear the students have been calling you the Black-White Immortal lately?”
“Cough, cough!”
The sudden remark caught me off guard, and I choked.
“Drink carefully, tsk tsk.”
“Well, you brought it up so suddenly, sir….”
“Why? I was complimenting you.”
“Is that a compliment?”
“Doesn’t it mean the students of this academy fear you that much?”
The Black-White Immortal—two messengers said to guide the dead to the afterlife.
“Your reputation is quite renowned even among the instructors and assistant instructors.”
“Ah, yes….”
“Anyway, the reason I called you here is because I have a favor to ask.”
The School Master handed me a letter, and I unfolded it to read.
“A wedding?”
“Yes, that’s right. One of a student’s sisters is getting married, I hear. According to this academy’s policy, for matters of weddings and funerals, one must return home to attend.”
“I see.”
“So I need you to escort that student there and back.”
I stared at the letter for a moment before speaking.
“Is this perhaps because some students use occasions like weddings as a pretext to go home and never return?”
“All people think alike in such matters.”
“I understand. But why send me specifically? I have classes too….”
“What foolish bandit would dare touch us when we have three peak-level warriors? Besides, I’ll teach your classes in your stead.”
So he was planning to exploit four people’s labor through me without paying a thing.
But sir, this isn’t free.

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Seok Chu-gil’s heart raced with excitement.
‘Finally! Finally, I can leave!’
For him, enduring day after day of torment, the letter announcing his sister’s wedding was a ray of light.
“Hey, when you go out, you need to get that for us.”
“I know, so wait for me!”
Once outside, he could obtain things like alcohol and tobacco.
And…
‘I’m going to tell my parents everything about this damn academy!’
His family held considerable influence in Hubei Province.
Moreover, since his parents cherished him as their youngest, they would surely demand he leave this wretched academy immediately.
When the time came, he gathered his belongings and stepped out.
But he flinched upon seeing one person.
It was the assistant instructor known by the epithet Black-White Immortal standing before him.
“Student Seok Chu-gil?”
“Y-yes, that’s me.”
“Let’s go.”
“Yes.”
He left the academy under the envious gazes of the other students.
“Ah! How wonderful! The air outside this academy!”
Something about the air felt refreshing.
His house was four days’ journey by carriage from the Academy, and I had spent those four days traveling in the carriage.
Throughout the journey, there were various restrictions imposed, and what bothered him most was being forbidden from drinking at the inns.
He harbored resentment toward Eun Seo-ho.
‘Hmph! Just wait and see! I’ll tell Father everything about that bastard’s misdeeds!’
Imagining Eun Seo-ho groveling before Father brought him satisfaction.

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I sighed as I watched Seok Chu-gil smirk with barely concealed glee.
His thoughts were transparent to me.
“We’ve arrived.”
The carriage soon came to a halt, and we descended.
Before us stood an impressive tile-roofed house.
And on its gate hung a nameplate.
Wait.
The face and name of Seok Chu-gil seemed strangely familiar.
I had just encountered a connection from my previous life.

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