Academy’s Villain Professor Chapter 146 : Chapter 146

Chapter 146 : Teleportation (2)

Hocheol, having left the cafeteria, imdiately contacted the number on the business card.

As it happened, the owner of the card was also at work despite the vacation, so he was able to explain the situation and set up a eting right away.

Following the directions, he arrived at a building on the outskirts of the academy.

"Here?"

Hocheol muttered doubtfully as he looked at the building.

Unlike the hero departnt buildings—Augntation, Manipulation, Emission, etc.

Which were conveniently located in one block, the 'Unusual' trait departnt building was completely isolated.

And the exterior of the building was not very impressive either.

While the buildings of the other departnts all had a strong character, this modest design of red bricks was a common sight anywhere.

Anyone passing by would probably think it was a building for general administrative staff.

In any case, he entered the building, found the room number he had heard on the phone, and stood in front of the door.

He knocked lightly, and a voice ca from inside the door almost imdiately.

Of course, it was the sa voice he had heard on the phone.

"Co in."

As on the phone, the tone and the end of the words were drawn out, as if he had just woken up.

I don't think I get along well with this kind of personality.

Thinking that, Hocheol opened the door.

No, he tried to open it.

Creak—thud—

He had barely opened it enough to fit a finger through.

The door made a thud sound and stopped.

Of course, he could have forced his way in, but.

This was soone else's office door, so he couldn't just break it down.

As Hocheol was contemplating, the voice ca again.

"Ah, just a mont."

He heard the sound of soone tidying up sothing on the other side of the door.

Only then did the door open smoothly.

Inside the office, a woman greeted him.

The sole professor of the Unusual trait departnt.

Although she was only one person, she was in charge of a whole departnt, so she also served as the departnt head.

Her hair, which reached down to her waist, was disheveled and sticking out here and there, completely unmanaged.

The white doctor's coat was stained with various colors, and could have been mistaken for a work of modern art.

Deep dark circles under the professor's eyes reached almost to her cheeks.

No, maybe it wasn't dark circles, but just a bad complexion.

Perhaps the long, drawn-out ends of her words were not due to her personality, but simply because she was tired.

"Nice to et you. You're the vice-departnt head of the Augntation departnt."

Even with her gesture to co in, Hocheol couldn't bring himself to step inside.

A ss would be an insult to sses.

It was a chaotic scene reminiscent of a garbage dump.

"Ah, um."

The Unusual trait departnt professor, having read the atmosphere to so extent, kicked the surrounding area with her foot.

With each kick, a space for one step appeared.

"Co in this way."

He finally followed the path she had created and sat down opposite her.

The sofa was also quite dirty, and he slightly regretted not wearing old clothes.

At least the things dirtying the floor were just dust and books, so it didn't sll too bad.

She seems to be diligent about ventilation.

"So. Ah, excuse ."

The professor sitting on the sofa opposite him suddenly turned her head to the side and let out a long yawn.

"Sorry. I pulled an all-nighter."

"...You're not an awakened person, I take it?"

Hocheol asked, surprised.

No matter the departnt, their stamina was on a completely different level from ordinary people.

There were very few who would look like they were about to die just from pulling one all-nighter.

There were a few professors who were not forr heroes, but the professor in front of him was the first case of soone who was not even an awakened person.

The professor nodded obediently.

"Yes, I'm not an awakened person. I was researching unusual traits outside and was scouted by Clinton."

"Well, they can't just make anyone a professor just because they have an unusual trait."

Even within the sa field, there was a mountain of things to know when analyzing traits in detail.

That's why they gave the title of professor to experts in the sa field who at least knew the 'feel' of it.

But the unusual trait, despite its na, was just a hodgepodge of miscellaneous things that were ambiguous to fit into the other three fields.

And the sample size was so small that the training and education of this unusual trait was incomparably more difficult than the other three fields.

It was perhaps a natural course of action to invite a scholar as a professor to a position that purely researched how to analyze and train students' traits.

"Anyway, back to the main topic. You're putting together a physical training program for all the undergraduate students."

"Yes."

Hocheol answered shortly.

Of course, his real purpose was the academy student presud who had run off with the money bag from Wolf Fang today.

But he couldn't just say that, could he?

Of course, he had prepared a plausible reason.

But to say it was a complete lie would be untrue.

This was exactly what the departnt head of the Augntation departnt, that old man, had asked Hocheol to do with him.

It had been pushed back in priority because there were so many other things, but now that this had co up, he might as well take care of it.

"The departnt head of the Augntation departnt strongly insists that students from all other departnts, besides the Augntation departnt, must also undergo physical training as a requirent."

"The Augntation departnt head, you an that person? The one who tries to make you exercise as soon as he ets you."

"Have you actually t him?"

"Yes. When I told him I wasn't an awakened person, he..."

The professor looked to the side.

Amidst the ss, in a corner, two pink dumbbells were neatly placed.

"He gave them to as a gift. I use them sotis."

Of course, judging by the dust on them, one had to wonder what the standard for 'sotis' was, but it wasn't a question worth asking, so he kept his mouth shut.

"Physical strength is a prerequisite for unusual traits as well, isn't it?"

"Yes. There are quite a few cases where physical problems beco an obstacle to the growth of an unusual trait. The purpose of the lecture is very good."

The professor's reaction to Hocheol's words was quite favorable.

There were cases where the growth of physical strength did not directly benefit a trait.

However, there were never any cases where improved physical strength was a disadvantage.

"But don't you need to get so cooperation from the other departnts as well?"

"Not only Augntation, but also Manipulation and Emission have already given a positive answer."

Of course, it wasn't an official position.

But since Se-ah and the dean had agreed when he had casually ntioned that physical strength was the most basic and essential for students, wasn't that the sa thing?

If a problem arose, he could just say 'never mind' and move on.

He, who had unknowingly created a consensus at Clinton, continued his explanation.

An integrated physical enhancent project that spanned all departnts and years.

It couldn't be held weekly like a regular lecture, but the gist was to hold it at least once a month in the form of a special lecture.

"But there will be a lot of noise if you proceed with sothing like this."

She spread her palm and placed her index and middle fingers on her lips.

She asked as she gently rubbed her lips.

"Isn't there any opposition from other departnts or within Augntation?"

"That's a problem we can sufficiently handle."

In fact, this was the very reason why the Augntation departnt head had only been envisioning this large-scale lecture for several years and had not actually implented it.

Such a large-scale lecture, and a mandatory one at that, required the consent and cooperation of other departnts.

But currently, a fierce political power struggle is taking place within Clinton.

No matter how neutral the Augntation departnt was.

No, precisely because they were neutral, it was difficult to rashly approve a large-scale lecture that could shift the balance of power.

If the professor in charge, whether from the union or the dean's faction, leaned even slightly to one side, the precarious balance of power would completely collapse.

But with Hocheol's existence, a new possibility had opened up.

A professor who was a mber of the union, yet t with the dean privately more often than any other professor at Clinton.

Thanks to this strange relationship, he could maintain his neutrality more than anyone else, and could also minimize the opposition from both the union and the dean's faction.

"I see. Then will the lectures start right from next sester?"

"Yes."

In fact, Hocheol had intended to refuse the proposal.

He was already overwheld with teaching the students in his charge, and now he was supposed to conduct a large-scale lecture on top of that?

No matter how much it was a special lecture rather than a weekly one, it was not an easy task.

But he had decided to receive a corresponding reward for it.

"Then we'll need to coordinate with our lecture schedule to so extent. Please send an official docunt later."

"I understand. Ah, and could I see the students' physical fitness results in advance?"

Hocheol revealed his true purpose.

It was called a physical fitness results sheet, but since it was included in the report card, it was not much different from saying he would look at the entire report card.

And the report card contained all the detailed personal traits of the students.

If he had asked for the personal files from the beginning, she would never have given them, but now she didn't even have any suspicion.

According to Se-ah, there were no students with a teleportation trait anyway.

Of course, it wasn't that he didn't trust her, but she could have been mistaken or hadn't heard, couldn't she?

If it was such a closed-off departnt, it wouldn't be strange for it to be confidential.

The professor stood up from her chair.

"Please wait a mont."

The student roster and report cards she brought were extrely thin.

The number of students was only about a dozen.

Even with all three years combined, it was just a little over 40.

Thanks to that, he was able to quickly check all the students' traits.

And the result.

There was no teleportation trait in the 1st, 2nd, or 3rd years.

Hocheol scratched the back of his head in embarrassnt.

It wasn't just teleportation, but there were no traits that acted like or looked like teleportation either.

It seems I've completely barked up the wrong tree.

"Is there a problem?"

Of course, he couldn't be honest, so Hocheol brought out the other answer he had thought of.

"Their physical fitness is quite poor."

"Unfortunately, yes."

This is going to be a lot of trouble.

In the worst case, Wolf Fang's nose was just crooked from the start.

Should I just not bother looking and let the Association catch them?

This could be a pleasant miscalculation.

Honestly, he was only moving to solve it on his own before the academy was branded as a villain training ground.

Now that he had confird that there were no criminals among the students, there was no need for him to make any further effort.

"Thank you for your cooperation. Then I'll be going..."

For a mont, Hocheol stopped speaking and turned his head back with a whip.

With his body half-turned, he glared at the door.

No, to be precise, at the woman who was holding the doorknob and coming in.

"Et."

The woman flinched in surprise.

Her black hair was disheveled and frad her shoulders, and her pale skin, in contrast, faintly reflected the light, making it look even more transparent.

"Uh, ah, hello?"

She t Hocheol's eyes and greeted him with an awkward smile.

"Who is this person?"

The professor answered instead.

"She's the only staff mber in the departnt."

"A teaching assistant?"

"No. Not that. She's like an assistant I hired personally. There's just too much for to do alone."

Hocheol stared at the assistant without a word.

The gloomy and desolate atmosphere she exuded was outside his interest.

He was simply amazed.

Even though she was standing right in front of him, her presence was so faint.

The reason he had glanced back a mont ago was because he was surprised by the sudden presence.

No, he hadn't felt a presence until the end.

If it hadn't been for the sound of the door opening, he might not have noticed until she was right behind him.

And even now, looking at her right in front of him, her presence was so faint.

"A trait that erases one's presence... is it?"

The assistant answered in a soft voice.

"Uh, ah. Yes. It's like a remnant of my trait. I'm always this unnoticeable. Actually, I was a Clinton student too. It's not a very suitable trait for a hero, so I gave up quickly."

The assistant laughed awkwardly.

"Gave up?"

"I dropped out. I was a sophomore until last year. Actually, it's called dropping out, but nobody picked for the internship..."

"Dropped out."

Hocheol bent his index finger and rubbed his cheek.

Actually, dropping out was fine.

If she could erase her presence to the point where it was difficult for him to perceive it with just the remnants of her trait, how amazing would it be if she activated that trait at full power?

Wouldn't it look like she had disappeared from right in front of his eyes?

So that's why it took so long for her to reappear, for a teleporter.

Of course it took a long ti, she was running around on her own two feet.

Since she was practically a resident at the academy, even the condition Wolf Fang had presented matched.

Hocheol stood up from his seat.

Then he approached the assistant and smiled warmly.

"I have a student in my charge who was also leaning heavily towards dropping out. I have a few questions I'd like to ask, could we talk privately?"

It seed he had found the culprit.

A few minutes later.

Hocheol, who was sitting on a bench near the building, looked back.

It was a good thing the assistant had openly revealed her presence, or he wouldn't have even noticed her approaching.

"It's a really strange trait."

No presence, and even looking at her right in front of him required considerable concentration to perceive.

It wasn't just difficult to see with the eyes.

The stealth that blocked not only the five senses, but also the sixth sense, was one of the most unusual and bizarre types Hocheol had ever seen.

"What's the na of the trait?"

The assistant shyly turned her head away.

"The na is just unnecessarily grand."

"Unnecessarily grand? It's so useful. Thanks to it..."

Hocheol smirked.

"You earned over a billion in one go."

She, who had followed him without any particular thought, froze on the spot.