ReLife Player Chapter 89

Relife Player 089

[Chapter 035]

[Crest]

Summer vacation passed quickly.

Even after being discharged from the hospital and just lying around at home for a while, it was still the second semester.

Eunha couldn’t finish the homework she received while hospitalized and her summer vacation homework. All she did was make up an overdue diary or copy the reading impressions while spending leisurely time.

It goes without saying that Lim Do-hoon, the homeroom teacher of class 2 and 3, scolded Eun-ha.

In the end, he had to clean the classroom for a month with the children who had not done their homework.

“Ha, I can breathe now.”

As soon as Eunha saw the lawn, she lay flat on her back. The bag she was carrying on her shoulder had long since been thrown away.

I didn’t come to school for 3 months, so I was much more tired of school life, which was only tiring. she is exhausted

The children who welcomed the start of school looked similar, but Eunha couldn’t wake up from the reality of having to go to school for a week.

Fortunately, today was the day of the drawing contest.

It was like rain in a drought.

I just wanted to close my eyes and sleep on the lawn.

Of course, his friends couldn’t leave him alone.

“Are you going to come all the way here and just sleep?

“Captain, hold me here!”

I woke up to the sound of my friends calling.

Eunha had no choice but to get up from her seat. She helped Eunhyuk spread out the mat, and even put a stone on the corner of the mat to keep it from being blown away by the wind.

“I’m going to draw soon and then go to sleep.”

“What are you going to draw?”

“What you can see.”

White asked with round eyes.

Eunha, who answered coldly, opened her sketchbook. I roughly scribbled trees, fields, flowers, stone walls, and the edge of Gyeonghuiru Pavilion.

It didn’t take long for the sketch to be completed.

“…If I do that, the teacher won’t scold me.”

Hayang, who had been quietly watching him draw, spoke cautiously.

In his head, he must have already pictured himself being scolded by his homeroom teacher, and his voice contained worrying emotions.

“Don’t get scolded. What’s this big deal?”

Eun-ha wasn’t scared at all whether or not the homeroom teacher scolded her.

I just hated drawing.

Even after regressing, he had no talent for painting or music.

If he had no talent, he would have asked Yoo-jeong in a serious tone before returning.

That was when I made the emblem of the mist flower.

mist flower.

It was the first party he made, and the name of the party he devoted himself to until his death.

At the time of the party’s establishment, the members were having a meeting to decide on the sentence of the gypsophila party.

He didn’t care what the sentence was for the party, so he showed a roughly drawn sentence.

‘… Are you really going to do this?’

At that time, Yu-jeong was looking at him with a strange gaze.

‘What’s this about?’

At that time, Eunha frowned.

As he did not prefer complex and subtle paintings, he thought that a simple painting like the one he drew was appropriate.

‘But this isn’t it.’

However, Parang also looked at him with a strange gaze and stuck out his tongue.

‘what.’

Eunha was annoyed when each member gave only negative opinions about the painting.

I thought that a picture of white flowers on a dark red background would be enough for the party crest.

‘If anyone sees it, they’ll think it’s not a gypsophila party, but a really good party, hey.’

‘It’s my fault for trusting you. give it to me I’ll draw it.’

Blue giggled that he had caught the pod after a while.

Yu-jeong put her hand on her forehead and sighed, “If you do, then you are.”

Then, she opened a new sketchbook and drew a picture of a few pure white gypsophila on a black background.

‘Oh, are you good at drawing?’

‘how is it?’

‘… Then do it.’

Eun-ha had no choice but to acknowledge the picture that Yoo-jung presented.

At that time, he was surprised to find out that she was also well versed in painting in addition to classical music.

After hearing from her,

‘Come on. I am a cultured woman. How competitive am I? If you know, be nice to me.’

‘Ha, that’s why I’m standing at night instead of you. Go ahead and go to sleep.’

‘… Hey.’

‘why?’

‘I deployed the mana detection net earlier… , There are no monsters around here.’

‘however?’

‘The seat next to my tent is empty.’

‘… Uh, it would be nice to use it broadly.’

Why do you even bring up useless memories?

Returning from the flashback, Eun-ha smiled bitterly.

“Why can’t I eat it even if I give it to you!” she shouted in my ears, but I tried to forget what had happened before returning.

“But what are you drawing?”

“What are you drawing? You.”

“Are you kidding me?”

Eun-ha turned to herself and looked at Min-ji, who was drawing, disapprovingly.

Then she showed me the picture she was drawing.

A face drawn with crooked lines and crooked eyes. The eyes were set apart, and the nostrils were unusually large.

good. let’s fight this

It caught fire.

Eun-ha drew a new picture to get revenge on her.

“No matter where you look at it, that’s me! I don’t look like this!” “It’s enough for you to sleep. To be honest, even sleeping is a waste.”

“This is real! I’m more of a waste! No matter where I look, I’m fat with narrow eyes!”

“Ah, I should draw a Pokéball as well.”

The two came to Gyeongbokgung Palace and quarreled.

“I have to draw soon too.”

White is used to fighting between the two. Turning her head, she snooped to see what the other children were drawing.

Right nearby, Hyun-yul was drawing a picture with Seo-na as a model.

“Hey, I have to draw a picture now too.”

“Stay still. Don’t flinch.”

“ha….”

Seo-na, who had been sitting on a wooden post since morning, had to sigh.

She regretted that it was a mistake to meet the alchemy duo in another class while looking around Gyeongbokgung Palace.

If it hadn’t been for that, Hyeon-yul wouldn’t have pursued him with his sleepy eyes flashing.

“It’s almost over. Just be patient.”

“Eunhyuk, why are you drawing me?”

Seo-na grumbled at Eun-hyuk, who was drawing while holding the sketchbook vertically.

Then, Eunhyuk, who had been drawing with his face pressed against the sketchbook, poked his head out and said,

“You look really good with autumn leaves.”

“huh?”

He spat it out and buried his face in the sketchbook again.

Serena opened her eyes wide and stared at him.

huh? uh huh Do you think it suits you well? I?

I never expected to hear something like that from Eunhyuk.

that i fit well

It was the first time I heard it.

Her ears fluttered and her tail waggled, but she didn’t know how to accept it.

do i fit Other kids would be a better fit.

My face was hot.

I was just ashamed.

I wondered if I really deserved to hear that.

“Stay still.”

“Oh sorry.”

If Hyeon-yul hadn’t warned her, Seo-na would have kept her face down the whole time she was embarrassed.

Either way, Eunhyuk was engrossed in drawing her.

“Are you both good at drawing?”

At that time, two people who had been arguing with each other approached.

“Wow, it’s pretty.”

Minji’s eyes twinkled when she saw the picture Hyun-yul was painting with paint.

It was as if Seo-na was completely contained in the sketchbook.

I’ve heard rumors that Hyeon-yul is good at drawing, but in reality, he draws so well that exclamation comes out.

“That’s right. You draw well.”

On the other hand, Eun-ha paid attention not to Seo-na, but to the clothes she was wearing.

I don’t have a pattern

liked to wear

It was the same with the clothes she wore to the drawing contest.

However, Hyeon-yul added a pattern to his clothes, adding an atmosphere suitable for autumn leaves.

“…I could be Crester.”

“Crestor?”

Eunhyuk showed interest.

Eunha nodded and continued.

“He’s the one who makes the crest of the clan or party.”

Known as crests, the crests, their role did not stop at creating crests for their clan or party.

Craster’s crest is the spell itself for invoking magic.

Their true nature was revealed only when the sentence was engraved on the player’s device.

First-class crasters were better at engraving spells that required complex spells, and there was less chance of deteriorating the function of the player’s device.

It’s not that you can become a craster just by drawing well.

The process of converting the unreality of magic into the form of a spell was difficult, but the process of engraving sentences into the player’s device was also not smooth. It also happened that the player’s device could not function properly if it was done wrong.

That’s why I didn’t carve any crest on my sword.

As Eun-ha looked at the picture of Hyeon-yul taking a period, she was once again immersed in the past.

‘… sorry. for failing to keep the promise. I have to carve the last crest, but I couldn’t find a skilled Crester with my name.’

‘… look at the bro Now is not the time to be worrying about that. Didn’t you take your medicine?’

‘I don’t normally take medicine when I’m working.’

‘Ha, wait. Yu-jeong will bring it.’

‘No, that’s it. Look at this rather than that.’

wall water.

Only after he passed away, the man called <Unfortunate Maestro> held out a long sword made of pure white blade.

‘… No One Cry. how is it? Isn’t that the perfect name for you?’

<Undead> The sword that Noh Eun-ha wielded until the moment she died, and No One Cry, known as the last masterpiece of <Unlucky Maestro>.

Even if Eunha changed the mangoshu she used as a secondary weapon, she never let go of that sword without a crest.

I didn’t even think about writing a sentence.

Because the person who could engrave a sentence on Byeok Hae-soo’s posthumous work had to be Craster, whom Byeok Hae-soo himself recognized.

If it was stubborn, it was stubborn.

Eun-ha could not carelessly overlook his death, who died without completing his last work.

So, even when people belatedly called Byeok Hae-soo the <Maestro of Misfortune> and praised the value of his work, he did not say that the work he left behind was in fact unfinished.

Even when the famed Crasters knelt down to ask for permission to engrave a sentence on Byeokhaesu’s masterpiece, they did not accept it.

‘Why should I use your sentences?’

Before he passed away, Byeok Hae-soo left a will to Eun-ha to engrave a sentence on the sword to any Crester.

However, Eun-ha had no intention of keeping his will.

Even if they were outraged by those who showed no interest and turned their backs when Byeok Hae-soo was unknown, and those who only showed interest and came after he began to be called the <Maestro of Misfortune>.

“Captain, what are you thinking about today?”

“…Just. Thinking about the old days.”

“Think of the old days?” “There is such a thing.”

Eun-ha finally woke up from the flashback. He finally realized that Hyeon-yul was drawing him while he was lost in his flashbacks.

“Why are you drawing me?” “Stay still. A little while ago, the face. It was very nice.”

Since then, Hyun-yul hasn’t said anything.

The galaxy, which happened to be the model for the painting, had to pose as instructed.

In the meantime, Seo-na started drawing pictures with Eun-hyuk as a model.

“Raise your leg a little more.”

“…what are you going to draw?”

“There’s something like that. You drew my picture earlier too.”

“I drew it because you and the autumn leaves go well together.”

“I also look good with your autumn leaves.”

Seo-na sighed and blurted out that she looked good with autumn leaves.

I can’t fit in

Thinking she couldn’t fit in, she demanded a tough posture from Eunhyuk to vent her anger.

“Why only me. Hyeon-yul did it too.”

“Your legs are shaking right now. Stay still. We’re almost done.”

“Can’t we just take a little break?”

“Yeah. No.”

Serena waggled her tail.

Eunhyuk had to maintain his posture while almost crying.

Meanwhile, Hayang, who was contemplating what to draw, found a rabbit playing in the grass.

“Well, then let’s draw a rabbit. It would be nice to have a watch as well.”

Ha-yang took out the pocket watch Min Jun-shik gave her and put it right next to the rabbit.

She didn’t mind the grass getting on her skirt, and she sat on the lawn and sketched a pocket watch and a rabbit.

“It’s done.”

“Where? Look. Eh? What is this?”

In no time, Hyun-yul finished painting Eun-ha.

After drawing, Minji, who was having a leisurely lunch, rushed in.

Then I couldn’t help but panic.

Eunha was the same.

Because Hyun-yul’s picture had a melancholy face on his face.

That’s also the one who looks like he’s in his 30s.

“…Why, did you draw as an adult?”

Eunha was surprised to see the painting.

It is because the appearance of the picture was similar to the self before regression.

Did he even make a comeback?

That’s what I thought for a moment.

“Yes. It just seemed that way.”

Hyeon-yul showed no interest in the painting he once painted. As if no more inspiration came to him, his eyes became sleepy again, and he only replied in annoyance.

what is he

Eunha carefully looked at Hyeonyul lying on the mat.

I checked the mana in the body just in case, but it was less than average.

Is it just a great sense?

Crester once said that you can’t be first-rate by just looking at what you see.

Craster’s quality could be said to be drawing invisible phenomena into sentences.

In that sense, Hyeon-yul may have the qualities to become a first-class.

“How about you try Craster?”

So Eun-ha proposed to Hyeon-yul, who closed his eyes and said he would sleep.

Hyeon-yul waved his hand and replied.

“I don’t like it. It’s annoying. I’m sleepy. I’m going to sleep.”

He was a hyeon-yul who bothered with everything except when he was drawing.

☆

As a result of the drawing contest, Hyun-yul’s drawing of Seo-na won the gold prize throughout the school year.

In addition, the picture drawn by Eunhyuk won the gold prize and the picture drawn by Hayang won the silver prize within the school year.

Serena was an encouragement award.

And Eunha and Minji—.

“Why do I have to clean with you!” “That’s what I want to say. Let’s finish quickly and go home, huh?”

─The two who submitted distorted pictures of each other had to clean the classroom after school.

Naturally, the galaxy had to be cleaned for another month or so.