MEMORIZE

It was a cool morning. I heard rain falling during the night, but it doesn't seem to have fallen that much. Sometimes I drop a drop or two from the window frame.

I got myself out of bed thinking it wasn't too bad.

Sooner or later, after more careful cleansing and carefully choosing clothes last night.

"Hyung! Fighting today!"

"It's noisy, man."

I left the accommodation with Ahn Hyun, who raised his fist. It just so happened that the wind blew properly and I was able to have a better morning than I thought.

Today is the last weekend of education parking and I promised to meet Han So-young at the same time.

Perhaps the meeting itself was promised weeks ago. However, due to each situation, I was delaying it day by day, but I was able to say it again because I had a good excuse ahead of the promotional parking.

I poked my hand in my pocket, recalling Han So-young, who readily gave me permission to say, "Okay," compared to the difficulty I had to say. One smooth but long thing is caught.

Originally, I was going to present Cordelia, one of the achievements of the dragon's sleeping mountains. However, given Han's personality, chances are high that she will never receive such a gift. So first of all, you'll be more likely to get rid of the burden with these small gifts and then hand them over when you get used to them.

I took a light walk around the hallway, thinking that I could give it to him now that I had set it aside in the first place. Although it came out a little earlier than the appointed time, waiting is also fun.

But when I reached the entrance to the building, I was very surprised.

Far from the fun of waiting, Han So-young was at the meeting place first. It wasn't just him. When I saw Han So-young waiting for me, I was surprised again.

Hair that is neatly tied up with a forehead that has been exposed by pulling the bangs back. The ends of the hair were laid down as gently as a well-organized tail.

On top of that, ivory pants that stick to the legs and reveal the shape of the legs and the slightly reddened ankle bones. And the loose-looking shirt, which reflects the white light under the sun, was creating a fresh feeling.

It was so unique that I was confused whether it was Han So-young, but even that figure is harmoniously mixed with the original charisma, giving off a unique charm. It looks like Yoo Hyun-ah and Han So-young are mixed in half.

"Mercury Road?"

Han So-young calmly turns around calling me as if she felt a sign. Only then could I come to my senses, I took a quick walk and picked up my breath.

…I was worried that I might have mistaken the time.

But after checking, the appointment was still more than half an hour away.

*

After exchanging ceremonial greetings, I and Han So-young immediately left the entrance. Then he started walking slowly through the streets of the user academy, shining with the bright sun. Of course, we didn't walk without saying anything. We talked about the right things.

In fact, even if you meet Han So-young like this, there are limited distances to go and topics to talk about. In the first place, they don't sit affectionately and whisper love to each other, but where would they go if they went to a user academy? We just talk about what is necessary as we each have our own position.

But it's still good.

"That's when one of the trainees said, He suddenly raised his hand and asked me how I had a relationship with Eastantel Low Road. So…."

"I see. Actually, I've been embarrassed more than once. I thought I had to put up with it, so I've been ignoring it, but I guess it wasn't a good idea."

Han So-young quietly listened to me, and occasionally gave her opinion or stories about Istanbul Low.

Yeah, all I can tell you is the dragon's fall asleep mountain range, the establishment of a mercenary academy, and the events with the magic talent trainees.

This alone is happiness beyond my control now. Walking along the street side by side like this....

After Han So-young died in the first episode, it was one of the things I didn't want to do.

As we walked for a long time talking together, I felt that the number of times we opened our mouths to each other has decreased significantly.

This was a sign. It's not that we've run out of topics, but it's time to get to the point. In other words, let's turn the subject around to promotional parking.

Looking at Han So-young's lips, I decided to open my mouth first.

"Come to think of it, the User Academy is starting its 10th week tomorrow, right?"

"Yes."

"Well, well, I'll just go ahead and ask. Who do you have in mind at Eastantelle Lowe?"

"Well."

Han So-young had a slight salivation. Then he stops walking and slowly raises his head and looks up at the sky.

A face deep in thought. As I stare blankly at the face, my eyes suddenly glanced at me. I turned my eyes quickly without realizing it.

After a while, a voice that sounds clinging to you somehow.

"I think it's a couple of people. They're all trainees in the mana talent field.”

"Oh, you're pretty much like us. We also have about two members of the Mana Talent family."

"That's not good news."

"I think it's too early to be neat. May I know which trainees are you thinking of? I wanted to avoid a recruitment war with Istanbul Low as much as I could."

Han So-young lowered her head back. My eyes stare at me with endless deep eyes, with no end is known.

Trainees and Kim Hee-chul, who entered the secret class. And I'm a student named Jegal Haesol."

Secret Class and Kim Hee Chul. And... Jegal Hasol?

"Jegal Haesol?”

As she was surprised and asked back in a loud voice, Han nodded calmly.

"Yes. Do the students overlap?"

"…well."

"It's okay. It's unfortunate that it overlaps, but on the other hand, it feels fortunate.”

"What?"

"The fact that the Medical Road filmed it, at least my eyes weren't wrong."

"Ha ha ha."

Han So-young said, "All the users I've recruited have shown good growth and good performance in the future."

In one moment, many emotions come to mind. Zhugel Haesol's official performance is not very good. That's because I never thought Han So-young would think of recruiting him.

But then, a sudden thought crossed my mind. I opened my mouth right away.

"Why did Eastantel Low Lord think of Zhugel Haesol? I don't think the student's grades will be very good."

"Well, let's just say it's a feeling. What you see isn't everything."

Persimmon.

When a user who doesn't know the situation hears it, he speaks deliberately and vaguely. I will think. But at least I don't think so. As there is a third eye, I thought I knew what Han So-young was talking about.

If you look at Han So-young's user information, she has the ability to be super sensitive. Supersensory refers to the acquisition of information obtained through the mind by recognizing detailed changes in the surrounding environment without the help of physical sensory organs. It is an ability that is applied very widely regardless of living things and nonliving things, so in a way, it is more enviable than the third eye. It was probably the EX rank, right?

Perhaps Han So-young's attempt to recruit Zhugel Haesol is related to his super-sensitivity.

After organizing my thoughts there, I was still lost in thought.

…Maybe this could be a good way, too?

So far, I've been thinking of killing Zhugel Haesol if I don't recruit him. It was an idea based on the fact that no one would sign in.

But what if Han So-young recruits Zhugel Haesol?

It can be good as it is. The Meritaries and Eastantel Low are now the apparent allies of the Dortrune Alliance.

If then,

If Zhugel Haesol went to Istanbul Low, it would have helped, at least not harmed.

At that time, I suddenly felt the way he stared at me. I guess I've been thinking about it for too long. But I can sort it out a bit, I said facing Han So-young.

"Then let's do this."

“……?”

"For our two clans, Zhugel Haesol's recruitment will be handed over to Eastantel Lowe first. And if you fail at Eastantel Low, then you try it at the factory. What do you think?"

"Are you saying you're going to give up?"

Han So-young's voice penetrates in like a poke. I slowly lifted my shoulder.

"I don't care what you think. I just don't want to argue with Eastantel Lowe for nothing."

"As I said before, I'm fine. I think it's also a competition of good faith."

"You must have misunderstood. I have no intention of making concessions in public relations. It's right to give you the opportunity first, but isn't the choice a student has?"

"…Come to think of it, yes. Then there's no reason to refuse."

Han So-young accepts it right away. Although he is not like that in the first place, it means that he wants to recruit Zhugel Haesol.

It was then.

Just when I thought we had a good time concluding a problem that could be a little sensitive.

"Mer, hmm. The Commercial Road."

"What?"

"Thank you for the favor…".”

“……?”

Suddenly, Han So-young's face, who was running without a facial expression, turned strange.

It was still staring me in the eye. But his lips twitched, moved, and soon shivered. It feels like you're forcing the muscles of your face to move. …why am I doing this out of the blue?

When I was blinking in such an unexpected mood.

The corners of the lips that were twitching suddenly twitched to one side.

And at that moment, I stared at Han So-young as if I had been hit by a hammer.

It was clumsy and sloppy, but it certainly took the form of a smile.

In other words, Han So-young smiled at me.

"Ee, Istanbul Low Road?"

Han So-young's smile is the first of its kind. Han So-young's smile quickly faded as she asked back in an incredible mood. Then a small voice comes out.

"Oh, my legs hurt after a long walk. I'd like to sit somewhere for a while."

Then he quickly turned his head and began to walk forward with rapid steps.

Han So-young looked away and poked her hand in her pocket. Then, he hurriedly chased Han So-young, holding onto something long.

*

Stop.

A drop of rain fell from the sky. It stopped raining lightly during the dawn, which seems to be another sign of rain.

Soon after a long time, countless raindrops hit the ground and crept on dry ground.

Soon, the raindrops wet their beautifully tied hair and flowed down their faces, but Han So-young didn't care at all. Rather, they walk slowly on the streets as if they are in no hurry.

I think it'll help you organize your hair as long as you have. We've done some magic, so it'll be convenient to use it conveniently.'

Han So-young had something white and long in her hand. It was a comb.

It was a gift from Kim Soo-hyun, who just broke up, and it was a special comb made of dragon bones among the achievements of the mountain range where the dragon slept last time. Besides, a skilled mechanical clan blacksmith carefully worked on it, a very pretty comb that any woman would ever covet.

Today, Han So-young met Kim Soo-hyun. Of course it was not a date between a man and a woman, but a formal meeting between Clan Rods. In that sense, it is a meeting that cannot be fun or sweet.

However, if asked if it was meaningless or boring, Han So-young could say it with confidence. Rather, I had a good time. Although it is true that only hard work stories came and went, for Han So-young, it was meaningful to meet Kim Soo-hyun.

It is due to the super-sensitivity, one of Han So-young's

Suddenly, a group of trainees appeared across from Han So-young. He runs quickly to avoid the sudden rain, and then sees Han So-young walking from the other side and reduces his walk.

"Oh! It's instructor Han So-young! Hello!"

"Oh. Instructor Han So-young? Instructor Han So-young!"

Han So-young only nodded at the voice calling for her. And he quickly passed the trainees without giving a glance, holding the chills running through his body.

The ability to super-sense brought both blessing and unhappiness to Han So-young. It was certainly a blessing that there were many places to use, but even unwanted information had to be forcibly accepted.

Just looking at the students, yes. The rain-soaked white shirt clung to Han So-young's skin and showed a curvy figure. The eyes of the trainees naturally caught on, and Han So-young accepted the information contained in the eyes.

No. I had to.

Dark information containing all kinds of ugly desires such as sexual desire, lust, lust, and color desire.

Han So-young gently closed her eyes under the increasing raindrops. And I remembered a man named Kim Soo-hyun.

The reason why Gisil Han So-young considered Kim Soo-hyun special was due to her super-sensitivity.

It has been like that since I first met the Golden Lion Convocation. Aside from the same woman, Han So-young felt the same information every time she met a man.

It was when I first met Kim Soo-hyun at the Golden Lion's call-up decree.

"I've heard the reputation of the representative Clan of the southern small town of Monica, Eastantel Low. I'm honored to meet you. I'm Kim Soo-hyun of the Commercial Clan Road.'

Han So-young still couldn't forget the information she saw then, or felt from her super-sensitivity.

It was not one or two pieces of information.

Worry, anxiety, anguish, sorry, sorry, sorry, respect, yearning, grief, pathetic, etc.

From Kim Soo-hyun's point of view, the ugly desire that the trainees had just felt was nowhere to be found. I only felt a sense of affection and concern endlessly and protection.

It was like that in reality. It was only in the beginning that Eastantel Lowe took care of the machine, but later on, the machine took care of Eastantel Lowe. It's incomparable.

In fact, Han So-young still doesn't understand why Kim Soo-hyun sees herself like that. But regardless of understanding it and not being able to do it, it didn't hurt my feelings.

Don't you think so?

Even though it's a bad expression.

And I had to stand at the peak of Eastantel Lowe and bear the burden.

Beyond all that, it was certainly a pleasant fact that there was a man who cared and cared for. I closed my mind and became iron-blooded, but Han So-young's nature as a woman does not change.

By the time Han So-young reached the entrance of the accommodation, it had stopped raining. This time, it seems to have been lowered for a while. Han So-young immediately moved into the accommodation.

The accommodation was empty. Han So-young, who looked around for a while, closed the door tightly and sat in front of the crystal mirror. Then, he untied his hair that he had tied up with carelessly. Then he stared at the comb in his hand, slowly combing his hair, shifting his gaze to the crystal mirror.

The comb gently swept down the hair, sucking up the moisture.

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