Was Happy Being a Despised F-Rank Healer, You Know? - Chapter 98

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14. I Was Happy Being a Despised F-Rank Healer Though? (7)

As I listened to the continuing explanation, I couldn’t help but let my mouth fall open.

Everyone except Yuhan Seong’s party members had consulted with the homeroom teacher.

‘Even that Isang Hee!’

In Isang Hee’s case, it was apparently a somewhat different concern, but it seemed she was also troubled by something related to my attitude.

Looking at the homeroom teacher’s expression, it didn’t seem like she had said anything good about me.

As for the other six besides her, they were literally in a panic, he said.

“When they returned from the Crescent Dungeon, it wasn’t that bad, but after the Blue Dragon, they came to school throughout the temporary break.”

“They came to consult with you, Teacher?”

The homeroom teacher nodded with an extremely weary expression.

He looked half bewildered as well.

Actively seeking counseling from the homeroom teacher itself wasn’t unusual in this world.

Each class’s homeroom teacher was usually like a general with command authority over that class, unlike regular homeroom teachers.

‘Of course, such nominal authority being properly exercised as command comes later.’

For now, they were regarded as something like a captain, and sharing physical and mental problems was basically standard?

But since they were still kids, it naturally didn’t end with simple sharing and led to counseling.

No matter how cold the homeroom teacher was, with the small age gap, the kids seemed to have requested counseling more actively.

“…The one who needs it most doesn’t come.”

“…?”

The homeroom teacher, who had been muttering meaningless words while glaring at me narrowly, soon said.

“Those guys losing faith in their own abilities is a big problem. But when I try to talk to them, it’s meaningless. So I’m telling you to talk to them.”

“Good heavens.”

To think they had lost faith in their own abilities to that extent.

It was predictable how much the kids must have suffered internally.

I nodded vigorously, filled with a mixture of guilt and sympathy.

“I will. I’ll somehow have a good talk with those kids, Teacher!”

The homeroom teacher sighed briefly again, then said.

“With this situation repeating, the school decided to put you under special management. Do you understand?”

“Yes!”

I said firmly.

“I understand that it was a somewhat biased measure!”

“…Didn’t I say you understood.”

“What looked like my achievements was only possible because I had high-rank friends around me. I obviously don’t have skills like identifying dungeon bosses either. Plus, Han Seong helped a lot.”

“Yuhan Seong helped you understand the dungeon?”

“Yes. So with other parties, I won’t be able to achieve that level of efficiency. Then I’d just be a burden, wouldn’t I.”

“I don’t think it would go as far as being a burden.”

“I’m F-rank though. Not only healing, but my mana and basic physical abilities are also lacking.”

Furthermore, I enthusiastically described how amazing Yuhan Seong’s party members were when fighting together in dungeons.

The conclusion was that thanks to them, I was probably being evaluated in an exaggerated way as if I had something special.

The homeroom teacher shook his head and said.

“To throw away a chance to enter a dungeon just because you might be a burden. Tsk, strange kid.”

This world actually has some strange aspects.

Even though it’s a place where mortal danger lurks, there’s an unconditional perception that dungeon experience is beneficial.

What kind of improvement-obsessed monsters are these people.

I wasn’t like that.

‘I also can’t let my bait characteristic be discovered.’

Even giving a hundred concessions, if it were with Yuhan Seong’s party like before, maybe, but going with other parties was absolutely out of the question.

It would be problematic if my effective bait nature was discovered, but if I bled enough to become bait, I’d have to just watch party members die to the swarming monsters.

‘I’d naturally die too.’

So I had suggested one direction. Of course, with one more useful excuse attached.

“Be, besides, I think I’ll probably be in a state where it’s difficult to enter dungeons soon.”

“…? What do you mean by that?”

“Um. Actually, I have a chronic condition…”

“What?”

The homeroom teacher was more surprised than I expected, which flustered me a bit, but having brought it up, I had to finish.

“Po, potion research was actually also to solve that problem.”

There was one curse-like-but-not-curse called Erich attached to me.

But what I was talking about wasn’t about Erich.

‘That one’s being paid for with lifespan that followed me from my previous life anyway.’

What I was referring to were the side effects from Baridegi’s territory that I obtained in the Baridegi Dungeon.

Since I kept using it, it was actually harming me too.

Side effects that disappeared after spitting up some blood or feeling dizzy.

‘It was fine until now, but I’m gradually getting overloaded, you know?’

It seemed like the overload was coming faster because Erich was half-asleep, doing whatever on his own.

Anyway.

“Since when has this been happening?”

“…Well.”

“No, more than that, is it a curse?”

“It’s close to a curse.”

“So it’s not a complete curse. Then if you haven’t thought of a solution.”

“I! I’ll solve it! I can do it without causing trouble for others.”

Coughing up blood could also potentially expose my bait characteristic if done wrong, so I absolutely had to say I’d solve it alone.

The homeroom teacher’s face contorted.

“…Jin Hali.”

“It’s true. It’s just that, it’ll take some time. Pl, please don’t tell Han Seong and the kids, Teacher.”

As soon as my dejected words ended, heavy silence flowed.

And how much time had passed.

The teacher gritted his teeth and regulated his breathing several times before slowly nodding his head.

“I understand. There’s no other answer.”

“…?”

“Fine. Then tell me what you want to do. …I’ll help you.”

I slowly widened my eyes.

And after a moment.

I was able to create the situation I had aimed for.

“…Don’t forget to talk with those six people.”

“Yes!”

Without being drafted into dungeons, while still increasing the overall survival rate—exactly the direction I had hoped for from the beginning.

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And so, I have now been officially assigned a role.

“You won’t be fixed to a specific group. In this dungeon, you’re designated as support staff for the entire class. Handle potion distribution, emergency recovery, and rear stabilization according to each group’s requests.”

“Yes!”

“Also, Jin Hali has been registered as a merchant selling potions within the academy, so keep that in mind.”

Merchant.

The only awakened merchants who could enter the academy were those at the snack bar or officially established cafes.

Others could only enter during festivals.

In this situation, they created the position of ‘academy merchant’ within the school. With several conditions set, including the requirement of being an Academy student.

And I became merchant number one.

And for reference, awakened merchants called dungeon merchants were legally prohibited from entering dungeons privately to prevent unsavory incidents.

They could only enter dungeons when belonging to a team in a profession other than merchant.

In other words, from now on, I fundamentally cannot accompany Yuhan Seong’s party unless it’s as a healer.

This was the direction the teacher mentioned to preemptively block any objections that might arise in the future.

Of course, if I become skilled at healing, that might be different.

‘I haven’t even used healing until now.’

That damn word “misfortune” was too concerning.

But I’ll need to figure out what to do going forward.

This part seemed to require some thought.

Anyway.

“Nothing much will change. Thank you all for trusting my potions. I’m happy I can continue providing them to you. Oh, you know Class 8 gets them for free, right?”

After the teacher casually waved his hand, said he’d conveyed everything he needed to, and left the classroom.

I spoke with a playful smile.

I could see several students who had never properly talked with me looking at me with expressions similar to my friends.

That drowsy expression with narrowed eyes.

“I’ve also decided to sell special potions within reasonable limits, so keep that in mind too.”

“Are you planning to continue? It seems like it would be burdensome.”

After I spoke, when I looked puzzledly at the strangely displeased atmosphere flowing through the class, Gong Seo-yun asked in a cheerful tone.

“Ah! I decided to try it experimentally for about a month. The merchant registration will continue, but they said I can quit selling potions as rear support within the academy if needed.”

“I see.”

Only then did the atmosphere lighten a bit.

I felt strange and thought.

Could it be they were worried about me?

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