Was Happy Being a Despised F-Rank Healer, You Know? - Chapter 91

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13. Ten Treasures (4)

I came across that news on the morning announcement board.

‘Due to accumulated problematic behavior and intentional threatening acts?’

It seemed it wasn’t just issues with me.

‘Turns out he was from some high-ranking bloodline?’

He must have had considerable influence to act so boldly even toward S-rank Hunters.

The fact that it was only this much because it was Narin who didn’t make a big deal of it.

And I unknowingly used him as a treasure experiment subject.

Anyway, the news that Jung Mi-hyeong had been expelled spread throughout the entire school in just one day.

Strangely, there was also talk that Isang Hee from Class 8, who had no real connection to this, didn’t come out of the bathroom for a while after hearing the news, but since no one could find the connection, that rumor quickly died down.

Rumors were always fast like that.

People spoke their minds faster than they learned the accurate facts.

I stopped briefly in front of the classroom door.

Even while holding the handle, I didn’t open it right away.

At times like this, it was comfortable to take a breath before opening the door.

‘What kind of faces will there be today?’

As soon as that thought occurred to me, I laughed.

I wondered if I was really the type to care about such things.

I opened the door with a refreshed feeling.

The inside of the classroom wasn’t much different from usual.

Desks.

Bags.

Condensation stuck to the windows.

The characteristic dry smell of heating.

But only people’s gazes were different.

Usually, there were many gazes that didn’t look at me.

Today, there were many gazes that tried not to look at me.

More precisely, they were gazes that looked but didn’t want to be caught looking.

I walked to my seat with familiarity.

I put down my bag and pulled out my chair.

The chair made a slight scraping sound against the floor.

The student next to me flinched at that sound.

That reaction was funny.

I wondered if me pulling out my chair was really such a scary thing.

I took out my notebook.

I opened my pencil case and took out a pen.

My hands moved naturally.

These ordinary motions were the safest.

I heard whispering sounds from behind.

It wasn’t too clear.

But I could hear the name.

“Jin Hali.”

“It was real.”

“Then all this time.”

I kept my head slightly lowered and touched the pen tip to my notebook.

I didn’t write anything.

Just having the pen touching made me look like ‘someone who doesn’t pay attention to other things,’ and that was good.

Yu Hee came over and sat next to me.

Even while pulling her chair, she swept a glance around the surroundings.

That gaze was short and sharp.

“Are you okay?”

Yu Hee said.

I nodded.

“Yeah.”

“You look okay. That’s even stranger though.”

I smiled.

“I look okay because I am okay.”

Yu Hee stared intently at my face for a moment.

That gaze was more interesting than burdensome.

This level of attention wasn’t bad.

Even if it wasn’t attention I wanted to create, the world flows regardless of my will anyway, so I could just use that flow.

Hyun I-seo also came in.

He was quiet as usual.

But today he glanced toward my seat as he passed by.

That alone was a big change.

Lee Hae-sol came in a little late.

From the moment he opened the classroom door and entered, the atmosphere changed.

He was that type.

Rather than people automatically straightening their posture, it felt like the classroom just became organized when he entered.

He looked toward me.

Our eyes met.

I naturally nodded.

Lee Hae-sol saw that and narrowed his eyes once.

It seemed like he was smiling, but also seemed like he wasn’t.

I thought that ambiguity was very like Lee Hae-sol.

Then the classroom door opened again.

Yuhan Seong entered.

He looked toward me as soon as he came in.

It was so natural that not hiding it felt like a way of hiding, to that degree.

Yuhan Seong stopped briefly next to my desk before sitting down.

And said quietly.

“You didn’t have any uncomfortable incidents.”

He asked like that.

I smiled.

“I didn’t, really.”

He asked again.

“Really.”

I answered the same way.

Yuhan Seong looked at my face for a moment then nodded.

He pretended to believe my answer.

But he also pretended not to believe it at the same time.

It was an attitude somewhere in between.

That was also very like Yuhan Seong.

Someone who pretends to be certain while not being certain.

Such people generally survived a lot.

Class began.

The professor came in, called attendance, and wrote today’s lesson content on the blackboard.

But there was something more concerning than the class content.

It wasn’t the professor’s words, but people’s breathing.

After the Jung Mi-hyeong incident, the classroom became quiet.

It had always been relatively quiet, but today it was even quieter.

It wasn’t being careful with words, but being careful with one’s position—that kind of quietness.

In that quietness, I actually felt more at ease.

This kind of atmosphere was familiar to me.

A state where people felt uncomfortable around me while simultaneously being cautious.

In that state, my available options increased.

I didn’t need to bother getting close to anyone.

I didn’t need to be hated either.

I could just do what I wanted to do.

I wrote in my notebook during class.

‘Reserve Manufacturing Room today.’

‘Double-check material mixing ratios.’

‘Stabilize recovery potions.’

‘Additional experiments on intermediate stamina potions.’

My mind was busy.

Actually, it had been like this ever since the Final Dungeon. There were still seven Annihilation Dungeons remaining.

Class ended and break time began.

People got up and moved around.

I didn’t get up from my seat.

If I moved now for no reason, it felt like gazes would follow me.

I didn’t dislike the gazes, but I found it annoying when gazes followed my movements.

Then, the girl in the front seat turned around.

She was someone who usually didn’t make eye contact with me.

“Jin Hali.”

She said.

I looked up.

“Yeah?”

She paused for a moment.

The hesitation lasted a long time.

During that time, a few people around us perked up their ears.

“Just.”

She said.

“I’m sorry about back then.”

Looking at her bashful young face, I reflexively smiled without understanding why.

“Huh? Sorry about what?”

“Just. Everything.”

What kind of adorable thing to say was that?

But she couldn’t say more and turned her head away.

‘Wait, is she apologizing for gossiping behind my back about me being F-Rank?’

If that was it, I actually didn’t mind since that situation had been helpful to me.

‘Anyway, these kids in this world.’

They occasionally made me feel like I had entered a youth drama.

I didn’t dislike that kind of thing.

“What a strange apology to hear.”

At my words, Yu Hee chuckled softly beside me.

I shrugged my shoulders.

Lunchtime arrived.

Thanks to my part-time job, I could now afford the cafeteria fees, so I was heading down to the cafeteria.

“Is there anything you want to eat?”

She asked.

“Well. Nothing in particular.”

I smiled.

“I’m craving some fish!”

“Fish?”

Yu Hee didn’t ask further.

Instead, she matched my pace while sending a message somewhere.

And when we entered the cafeteria, I felt gazes again.

It was more noticeable because Jung Mi-hyeong’s usual seat was empty.

Regardless, I blinked at the two pieces of fish placed on my tray.

“I picked the plumpest ones.”

“What?”

I burst into laughter at Hee’s face grinning mischievously.

While eating, Hyun I-seo sat across from me.

He silently picked up his spoon.

“It’s quite noisy today.”

Hyun I-seo suddenly said.

I looked up.

“Why?”

“People are talking about you a lot. Something about potions not being everything? Do you know what they mean?”

“Who knows.”

Hyun I-seo looked at my face and lifted the corners of his mouth very slightly.

“Well, whatever it is, it was satisfying.”

After finishing the meal, I headed to the Manufacturing Room.

Then a student guidance teacher called me from the end of the hallway.

That teacher always had the same expression.

“Jin Hali.”

The teacher said.

“Wait a moment.”

I stopped walking.

“Yes, you called me?”

The teacher looked at my face once and said in a low voice.

“Come to the counseling room.”

“The counseling room?”

“It’s not official counseling, so don’t worry.”

‘If it’s not official counseling, then it’s the more annoying kind.’

But outwardly, I nodded.

“Understood.”

The teacher paused for a moment after seeing me nod obediently with a smile.

It probably wasn’t the reaction they had expected.

Though I didn’t know what kind of reaction they had wanted.

When I opened the counseling room door, sure enough, the Vice Principal was there.

And there was one more unfamiliar man.

Dressed in a suit.

Neat hair.

An ID badge hanging around his neck.

The moment I saw that ID badge, I came to a very brief conclusion internally.

‘Not someone from the school.’

Right, it was about time for this to happen.

The festival season was approaching.

The vice principal spoke.

“Have a seat.”

I sat down in the chair.

The stranger spoke first.

“Hello. I’m from the Awakened Management Center.”

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