An Angel Lives in the Academy Chapter 184

Episode 184: An angel taking observation classes (7)

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It was a really beautiful day. A day when birds are chirping and flowers are blooming. Nevertheless, it was such an ominous day that it felt like someone was going to burn in hell.

A girl’s humming began to be heard from the roof of the dormitory of the swordsmanship department.

“Heungheungheung-”

Softly – A pink tail gently swaying under the warm sunlight.

He was a first year student in the swordsmanship department and the younger brother of Hongwol, the tail of Sowol.

“Wait a minute, the author.”

As always, Sowol was rolling around looking for a sunny spot. Even today, it had been a long time since I skipped class just because the weather was so nice.

An interesting thing that appeared while spending time leisurely… No important goal.

“The guy who seduced my sister with his body… You’re a referee… … !”

Softly, softly-

Sowol bows deeply at the upper waist and then lifts the buttocks. To some, this pose was difficult enough to be called the Jack-O Challenge, but to Sowol, a member of the Moon Cat clan, it was a very comfortable pose.

Sowol is shaking his buttocks like a cat, thinking about attacking the referee.

“I will scold you. I’m going to scold you so I can’t meet my sister anymore… … !”

The virtue of assassins and thieves is to focus all their attention on their target.

Sowol had the referee in his sights.

Blonde hair that sparkles in the sunlight.

Emerald eyes filled with melancholy, but that makes them even more attractive.

It was such a neat beauty that it seemed like it would break apart.

“Wow, really… … .”

I know these expressions don’t suit a boy, but Sowol couldn’t find another expression in her head.

“As expected, I was possessed by your body. “I can’t forgive you.”

The moment when the girl, who had made up her mind, jumped towards the referee. A cold energy that couldn’t be explained in words flowed through Sowol’s bones.

Before he knew it, the referee was looking at him.

And that too with a very cold expression.

The expression on his face as if he were purely devoid of any emotion, without any hatred, hostility, or even a hint of disdain.

‘doll?’

If you look for something in that appearance, you will find nothing but life.

A life on a different level from that of humans, a life that once gave birth to a being called the Demon King.

Peeing-

Sowol’s pink eyes filled with tears.

No matter how much he is said to be a child of the Moon Cat Clan, he is ultimately a child.

There was no way I could survive living like this.

“… huh?”

The referee turns his head as soon as he hears the sound. At the end of the referee’s gaze, there was a girl holding back tears, terrified.

Pink hair and a pink tail.

However, he appears to be two heads shorter than Hongwol.

“Nyaaaaa… … .”

“You, no way.”

Sowol jumps up as the referee approaches. Next, they instinctively took a defensive stance, which was truly typical of the Dalcat clan.

“Are you Wol’s younger brother, Sowol?”

“Well, then what are you going to do?”

A voice filled with shame.

Sowol was now embarrassed by the fact that he was scared.

‘W-what is it? Are you doing this because you’re scared by that harmless-looking guy?’

shame. shame.

When people feel ashamed, they engage in even more excessive behavior to relieve that shame.

And it was the same for Sowol.

“Sowol, I have something to ask you.”

“no. “You will never answer.”

Sowol’s sharp attitude.

Although he was scared, he looked strong and tried to hide his ugly behavior from earlier.

However, because the referee did not know why Sowol was scared, he did not notice why he was trying to show off his strength.

The referee’s attitude earlier was just life.

‘Someone is coming from behind. I’m sure he won’t bother me.’

Because it was a very faint life.

An enmity so small that it is difficult to even call it life.

However, uncontrollable hatred and resentment crept out through the cracks of the heart, turning that hostility into murder.

“Bad guy, I hate it. “Never tell me!”

Seeing Sowol showing hostility towards him in a similar manner to Hongwol, the referee felt a part of his heart become bitter.

‘If I become corrupted, will Wol-i show me something like that?’

The referee smiled sadly.

“okay.”

With those words in mind, he headed toward the swordsmanship department dormitory.

“ah?”

The referee leaves without doing anything to himself. He said he wouldn’t tell me and was rude even though I was his senior student.

Despite this, the referee just smiled softly and left.

‘You exposed such a murderous behavior to me, and now you’re pretending to be nice again?’

Perhaps his older sister was captivated by this kind act. However, having already experienced that boy’s life, he is no longer deceived.

‘I will take off that mask of pretending to be nice and reveal the author’s true nature.’

Sowol takes her stance once again.

and.

Sowol rushes at the same speed as the sound. There is only one goal: Referee, a conman who bewitched his older sister.

To erase the shame of being scared earlier. And to bring back Hongwol, his precious family. Sowol swore in her heart that she would never stop again.

“Soya style black magic.”

But the referee didn’t even look back and just muttered:

“Special foxtail.”

Before the referee knew it, a huge foxtail had grown in his hand. It’s not only big, but the black ears fluttering abundantly are really… … .

It really looked like a dog’s tail.

And let the referee rustle that foxtail.

“Nyaang. Nyang!”

Sowol, who was full of determination, forgot his oath for a moment and ended up following Foxtail.

Three seconds later, Sowol’s cheeks turn red like blush.

“This, this, this shame… … .”

Sowol takes a charging stance once again. There were tears in my eyes.

But the referee once again rustled the foxtails.

“Nyaang.”

Sowol tries to snatch the foxtail with his hands again with his cat’s eyes on. It even made me wonder if the girl who looked a little happy was the same girl who had been filled with anger just a moment ago.

It’s literally mind control.

MC Angel Referee.

I don’t know if any angel has a title this evil, but the referee deserved it anyway.

‘MC Angel is definitely not allowed. This isn’t a title, it’s a stuffed animal. Rather, a training angel. No, this is dangerous too… … !’

A referee who senses the danger of foxtails in real time.

The referee looked somewhat uneasy and thought back to the day he learned the foxtail magic.

The day it rained.

As usual, the two girls were fighting over trivial things.

“Hongwol! Hongwol!”

“Why?”

“You ate the pudding I saved, right?”

“Molu. “Not me.”

Soya shouted as he ripped off his wizard hat.

“Eating that after taking a bath is one of the few pleasures of my wizard student… This, this, this animal that doesn’t know the laws of humans… … .”

“Happy birthday? Soya, have you said everything?”

“I said everything! You cat thief! “If you were a thief, you would steal fish, so why would you steal someone else’s pudding?”

“cat?”

Growling. Two words that Hongwol hates. The word beast and the word cat. And Soya ended up saying both of those words that day.

War clouds drifting through the cathedral.

Hongwol stretched lightly, making an eerie sound from his bones.

“You’ve been hit less these days, right?”

“Huh, huh. “It won’t be like last time.”

Is Hongwol strong or Soya strong?

Or are they two whistles?

In fact, this is nothing more than a fight over whether the army or the navy is stronger. Just as the army is strong on land and the navy is strong in naval battles, Soya and Hongwol each had their own strengths.

Soya is good at one-to-many.

Due to the nature of being a wizard, he was able to deal with many more enemies than Hongwol due to his ability to use numerous wide-area attacks and mezgi, as well as the ability to fly in the air and snipe from a long distance.

Hongwol is good at one-on-one situations.

Due to the nature of being an assassin, he learned several instant kill techniques that could be called special moves, and his fighting skills, sword skills, and physical specifications were also much stronger than Soya’s.

And while Soya preferred air combat, Hongwol preferred ground combat.

So, let’s take a look at the conditions.

The fight radius is limited to the inside of the building, and there is even a condition that furniture inside the building must not be destroyed.

Hongwol’s odds of winning were overwhelmingly high.

So, most of the fights between Hongwol and Soya involve Soya being the victim of Hongwol’s joint skills.

“Kuang, surrender, surrender! Ugh! Quickly, stop this dark evil behavior! “I’m dying!”

Most of the time, it ends with shouting… … .

But that day was different.

“Soya style black magic.”

Soya looks at Hongwol with a confident expression. The determination not to suffer like the last time was engraved in that arrogant smile.

“what. “Do you think you can beat me no matter what you do?”

And the black foxtail that grew in Soya’s hand.

“Special foxtail.”

“Nyaa?”

In this way, Hongwol was humiliated by Soya.

The incident ended when the referee entered the cathedral after class.

“Nyaaa. Ugh, this is all I can do. “Nyaaa!”

“Kyahahahaha! Now you can never attack me. “This is the greatness of black magic!”

It was after seeing Soya sweating profusely and playing with Hongwol.

Seeing how happy they both looked, the referee was at a loss for words.

‘I actually ate that pudding back then.’

It had already passed.

Anyway, the referee calms down Sowol just like Soya suppressed Hongwol.

“Are you calm now?”

“Ugh… … .”

Shame, shame.

When people feel ashamed, they engage in even more excessive behavior to relieve that shame.

However, once you cross the threshold of shame,

They become busy hiding, unable to take any action.

Sowol, who had been jumping up and down after being deceived by the rustling of black foxtails, was unable to overcome his shame and was lying crouched with his hands covering his face.

“Don’t tell others…” please.”

“Don’t tell me.”

The referee looked at Sowol. Sowol glanced at the referee, then lowered his head in shame and muttered:

“What do you want to know… yo. this?”

“What do you want to know?”

“Earlier, you. No, my senior said there was something he wanted to ask.”

What the referee wants to ask Sowol.

There was only one.

“Do you know that it is a link to your motivation?”

“ring? “Why that guy?”

“I want to meet that girl.”

Sowol’s expression changes momentarily. It was really a momentary moment, but the referee was able to sense the meaning contained in that expression to some extent.

Tension, discomfort and fear.

Sowol, the daughter of the chieftain of the Moon Cat, was tense, displeased, and fearful as she thought about Gori.

The girl who had the courage to attack the referee even after experiencing the death of an angel was afraid of the boy named Gori.

‘I certainly didn’t think that the kid whose dream was to become a murder master would be normal.’

Sowol started muttering again.

“ring. ring… eww.”

“why? “What’s wrong with Gori?”

“Rather than a problem.”

Sowol hesitated and spoke while holding on to the referee’s sleeve.

“… “Gori is a dangerous kid.”

fantasy,