Private Tutor (3)
About two hours later.
"See, I told you, you can do it if you try."
"You son of a bi-"
"Son of a bi-?"
"... Thank you for saving this son of a bitch."
As Kim Dojun casually raised the stick, goryuwon imdiately bowed his head.
Nodding in satisfaction, Kim Dojun thought to himself.
'Looks like the bomb collar study thod was the right choice.'
He had devised this study thod based on his belief that people's brains work at full capacity in extre situations, and wore a look of satisfaction.
"That'll be all for today's lesson. Tomorrow, we'll be studying talisman sorcery, so keep that in mind."
"Again?"
"Again?"
"... Sir?"
"You don't like it?"
"......"
Goryuwon didn't answer, but his expression made it clear—he absolutely hated this, even to the point of cursing Kim Dojun with his eyes.
Whack!
"Ow! Why'd you hit , sir...?"
"I could feel you cursing at with your eyes."
"...."
"Anyway, the lesson will go the sa way tomorrow. So be prepared."
"...."
"If you don't like it, do so self-study."
No matter what kind of look Goryuwon gave him, Kim Dojun finished what he wanted to say and simply left.
'That crazy bastard...!'
Goryuwon, genuinely feeling his life was at risk, began trying in earnest to find a way to escape from Kim Dojun.
First, he tried hiding whenever it was ti for Kim Dojun to arrive for tutoring.
But no matter where he hid—even in areas where possessed entities appeared—Kim Dojun found Goryuwon with ridiculous ease.
And every ti he was found, goryuwon received a thorough beating as if it was payback.
"Aaaaargh!"
After getting beaten senseless for several days, goryuwon gave up on hiding and even tried reporting the situation to a journalist.
"You say, 'Sorcery genius Kim Dojun routinely assaults a regular civilian for no reason...'?"
"Damn it! It's true!"
"Damn it?"
WHAM!
"Aaaargh!"
"No matter how much I beat this guy, he keeps rebelling, huh?"
Thanks to the support of Go-gun Enterprises, all of Goryuwon's attempts to report were crushed by Kim Dojun.
After more than five failed attempts to struggle free, goryuwon finally realized.
He couldn't escape—he just knew it.
But still, goryuwon was desperate.
'I can't keep getting caught by this lunatic...!'
Haunted by the ticking sound ringing in his ears like a neurosis, he tried absolutely anything he could think of.
He even begged Goguncheon to get Kim Dojun off his back, promising to reform and live diligently from now on.
Aside from that, he even pleaded directly with Kim Dojun to let him go.
"If you get into the Sorcery Institute, it's all over for you! Hey, you can do it too."
"Please...!"
Click—
"15-minute tir ON."
"For fuck's sake!"
Every conversation with Kim Dojun ended up like this.
So by the ti he had received about a week's worth of tutoring from Kim Dojun...
"Screw this! Just kill then!"
"Look at this clown, threatening to slit his own belly?"
"Kill ! I can't live like this!"
He even threatened to kill himself, saying just finish him off if that was what Kim Dojun wanted.
... Of course, goryuwon never actually intended to die.
No matter how stupid he was, he knew his life before Kim Dojun had been plenty luxurious and peaceful.
Moreover, he concluded that his private tutor, Kim Dojun, would never really kill him, which is why he acted that way.
However, seeing Goryuwon pull the "just kill " card despite the bomb collar on his neck, Kim Dojun...
"Hmmm."
Looked thoughtful for a mont, then promptly made a call.
"Ah, yes, it's . Kim Dojun."
"...."
"I need a big body bag. Yes, yes, ah~ things just ended up like this."
"...?"
"Anyway, send the bag over, and send a bunch of people too. I'm taking down the house, so make it look like he died from a collapse due to shoddy construction—"
"I'm not dead yet, you psycho!!"
He even took it further, trying to arrange for his corpse to be discreetly gotten rid of, completely destroying Goryuwon's bluff.
By the tenth day of Kim Dojun tutoring Goryuwon...
Grit—
"I... I'll study hard, sir..."
Whack!
"Speak properly if you don't want to die."
"...."
In the end, goryuwon declared his defeat to Kim Dojun and quietly put the bomb collar on.
####
Choi Yuroun, practitioner of the Hundred Shikigami.
She was one of the few S-rank sorcerers in South Korea, and had reached that level using spirit familiars. Her knowledge of shikigami was second to none within the country.
And currently, she—
"You really want to fight that guy again?"
Nod nod.
—was getting persistent requests from her shikigami, baeg-Gwi-Rang.
Looking at Baeg-Gwi-Rang, whose enormous head looked like it could devour Choi Yuroun in one gulp, yet was nodding eagerly, Choi Yuroun made a troubled face.
"... Why?"
Grrr—
Baeg-Gwi-Rang growled as soon as she asked, as if he'd been waiting for this.
Of course, Choi Yuroun knew this wasn't hostility directed at her as his master.
She could communicate with most of her shikigami through thought and feelings.
"You're really that upset? You didn't even use your full strength last ti, did you?"
Baeg-Gwi-Rang wore a face that scread, 'Yes, I'm that upset!'
Choi Yuroun recalled the rumors she'd heard about how Baeg-Gwi-Rang had lost.
'They say he got beaten like a dog on the hottest day of sumr...'
She'd heard it not only from him but from others around her, but honestly, the phrase puzzled her.
Baeg-Gwi-Rang, beaten so one-sidedly?
'With that bulk?'
Aside from the one shikigami that earned her the title 'Hundred Shikigami Practitioner,' Baeg-Gwi-Rang had the largest body of all.
So how could anyone beat him so badly?
Mmm—
Baeg-Gwi-Rang groaned as Choi Yuroun deliberated.
'He must really be indignant.'
Despite more than two weeks having passed, baeg-Gwi-Rang kept pestering her, so Choi Yuroun considered.
"... Well, I'm curious too."
In the end, she decided to grant Baeg-Gwi-Rang's request.
"Fine, I'll do it."
Nod nod!
Baeg-Gwi-Rang nodded enthusiastically at her response.
"But if the other side refuses, there's nothing I can do. So keep that in mind."
Still considering that Kim Dojun might refuse to fight Baeg-Gwi-Rang, she decided to cover her bases.
"Maybe I'll call my old teacher from the Sorcery Institute for the first ti in a while."
She contacted the instructor who had once taught her at the Sorcery Institute.
[Well, this is unusual, you reaching out.]
"Co on, saying it like that, you make it sound like it's been a full year since I last contacted you, instructor Kang Cheol-shin."
[It's been more than a year and a half, actually.]
"...."
Was it? She ntally checked the dates, then cleared her throat and continued.
"Anyway, I'll make sure to call more often from now on!"
[So, what's this about?]
"Well, you know a student nad Kim Dojun at the Sorcery Institute? Could I get his contact information?"
[For what reason?]
"My shikigami took a beating from him and keeps bugging to arrange a rematch."
[Impossible.]
"Huh?"
[No matter your reasons, I can't give out a student's personal info from the Sorcery Institute. But I'll contact Kim Dojun and relay your request. In exchange, though...]
"... In exchange?"
[I'd like you to fill in as temporary instructor next sester.]
"Ah, that's a bit... I feel like you're trying to get cheap, instructor~"
[Think about it. We're shorthanded since a few instructors are out because of this recent incident.]
After chatting a bit more, Choi Yuroun hung up.
####
anwhile, after Choi Yuroun relayed the ssage to Kang Cheol-shin—
Kim Dojun was, as always, tutoring Goryuwon.
"Not doing it!"
Once again, he witnessed Goryuwon's "just kill " act.
Even with the bomb collar still ticking around his neck.
"Then die, by all ans."
"Gladly, I will~"
"?"
Kim Dojun was montarily at a loss, but Goryuwon grinned.
"Anyway, there's no bomb in this collar, is there?"
"...."
Over the past few days, Kim Dojun had demonstrated the bomb collar exploding for Goryuwon multiple tis.
The core of this study thod was to constantly make him believe that his head could explode at any mont if he slacked off.
But after seeing it repeatedly, goryuwon finally noticed the difference.
The difference between the collars Kim Dojun threw and the one he put on himself.
'The bomb collars he throws have bombs inside; the one I wear doesn't!'
The mont he realized this, goryuwon sprawled out on the floor.
Knowing that Kim Dojun hadn't put a real bomb on him, he figured it was all just threats and that Kim Dojun actually cared about his life.
"Do what you want, asshole!"
Acting as if to say, "Go on, try ,"
Goryuwon sprawled confidently. Kim Dojun smacked his lips and replied,
"Caught on, huh?"
"I figured you out ages ago!"
Goryuwon cackled as if he had the upper hand for once, despite the beatings he'd taken over the past ten days.
Feeling oddly admiring of his persistent antics, Kim Dojun, as if he had no choice, picked up another bomb collar and was about to say—
"Looks like I'll have to switch to another thod, then..."
—when he suddenly trailed off.
A mont of silence.
Wondering what was happening, goryuwon looked at Kim Dojun.
At that mont.
"... Huh?"
Kim Dojun looked genuinely startled for the first ti.
"?"
Seeing a reaction he'd never seen before, goryuwon tilted his head.
"I made a mistake."
"... A mistake?"
Hearing those words, goryuwon had a bad feeling and instinctively asked.
"That one's real."
"?"
"That bomb collar you're wearing right now, it's real."
Kim Dojun showed Goryuwon the inside of the collar he was holding.
It was perfectly clean—no bomb inside.
"So this is the end."
"You crazy bastard, what do you an the end!"
"There are 8 minutes left. Use the ti to do anything you want to do one last ti. Thanks to your bellyaching, your survival rate has dropped to zero."
"Just unlock it! Didn't you write down the code sowhere!?"
"I left it for the security staff because I couldn't be bothered."
"Damn it! Security, get up here now!"
"There's no security."
"?"
"You didn't know? Whenever I'm tutoring, I send everyone else away just in case."
As Kim Dojun spoke, goryuwon's face turned increasingly pale. Watching Kim Dojun slowly back away, he scread and belatedly clung to "Introduction to Possessed Entities."
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