The match was decided.
Yoon Iseon erged victorious, while Taejo faced defeat.
The first S-Class hero of 2025!
At Sejong Academy, serving as the student council president, winning the A-Class final at the grand sports festival, and going on to defeat Armored Taejo in an S-Class scanner match.
It was the ideal ergence of an S-Class.
A student who received good evaluations from national education institutions, not just focusing on themselves but also caring for others and cultivating a sense of service, and then ascending to the ranks of the re eight S-Class individuals in Korea.
And that, through awakening in the midst of battle!
“Congratulations, Ms. Yoon Iseon. I am….”
“Truly congratulations. We t at the academy graduation ceremony the year before last, right? I am….”
Invited to the celebration, Yoon Iseon was overwheld with greetings from nurous adults.
“Ha, I always believed you would beco an S-Class. Leading the student council last year….”
“Were you leading the students in Ulleungdo during the Duoexini incident? Remarkable. Was that perhaps a turning point?”
“Until last year, you seed to be just a regular fla sorcerer, but from the start of this year, you adopted a Gumiho concept. Ha, our culture is indeed the best. You’ve beco an S-Class with the power of *Shinto-bul-i! Ha, ha, ha….”
As the complints were only about information that could be found on Hero Wiki within five minutes, Yoon Iseon responded with soulless ‘Yes, yes’ while scanning the surroundings.
As expected, everyone was awkward.
Looking around, there were excessively many governnt officials.
For them, the main character of this feast had changed, which must have been surprising.
“……Hm.”
Nobody anticipated Yoon Iseon’s victory.
A glance at the hastily made placard suggested ‘Yoon Iseon’ was added at the last mont, behind which ‘Taejo’ seed likely to have been written.
This made Yoon Iseon even more elated.
It felt like dousing their expectations with cold water.
Defying the expectations of those who were certain Armored Taejo would win, showcasing an underdog’s triumph.
-Yes, yes. Sorry. It seems I’ve defied everyone’s expectations.
-But what can we do? Armored Taejo lost.
The thrill of victory stemd not just from defeating Taejo but also from observing the ambiguous looks of those who doubted his victory.
‘Is this what they call a reverse bet or sothing?’
There were instances where people cheered ecstatically when a reverse bet with odds of hundreds to one wins, only to end up with a heart attack. However, those who bet on his victory must be tilting their glasses to their newfound wealth.
“Ha, ha. Miss Yoon Iseon. You know what? My son is a fan of Miss Iseon. He insisted on betting on Hero Toto that Miss Iseon would win.”
“Oh, really? So, did you win a lot?”
“Of course! Ha, ha, ha. The money Miss Iseon made us, we’ll spend it well. Is the student council short on budget or anything?”
“Wow. Thank you for caring; it ans a lot.”
Although it was slightly displeasing that soone’s hard-fought victory was being used for gambling, thinking differently made her feel better, as these were people who believed in her victory.
Having soone root for you could be a great source of strength.
-It’s okay. You’ll win no matter what. If your faith wavers, trust . I can bet all my wealth on your victory.
-And if I lose?
-If there’s even a 1% chance of losing, then you’ll have to train again until you win. It’s okay to lose. But personally, I hope you win convincingly this ti.
-You’re really making it impossible for to lose.
“……Sigh.”
Just as he had faith in her.
From the first awakening, even before the awakening, thanks to the support of her idol who had faith in and supported her, she was able to win.
Murmurs.
While lost in thought, the crowd began to stir.
“…Huh.”
Yoon Iseon montarily lost her words at the sight of a young man approaching the entrance, dressed in a white suit with blonde hair.
“Oh, Taejo…?”
“Congratulations, noona.”
The man who had lost to Yoon Iseon, Armored Taejo, appeared at the feast.
Even in front of the woman who had defeated him, he casually smiled and raised his glass.
“Though you’ve beco an S-Class, you do know I’m technically your senior in being S-Class, right?”
“…Suddenly speaking formally?”
“Well, it’s only natural for to use honorifics if you’re older and stronger than .”
“…….”
Could this be the sa young man who used to shout at everyone in a commanding voice, brandishing his Iron Blood King?
Whether it was the shock of defeat or he had been instilled with manners, Yoon Iseon couldn’t be certain.
“Well, this is sothing. I thought I was properly fulfilling my role as an S-Class guardian. Never imagined I’d be breached like this. Haha.”
“…….”
“Why do you look like that? You can stand a bit prouder. You won, after all.”
“That, Taejo?”
“I’m fine. Actually, it’s a relief.”
Taejo shrugged his shoulders with a broad gesture.
Making a bigger deal than necessary, he just grinned broadly.
“Now that I know my shortcomings, I won’t lose next ti. Ah, are you worried that I might be angry or displeased? Don’t worry. There’s no such thing. Instead.”
He grinned slyly.
“If there are A-Classes thinking they can challenge because I lost, those people are going to have a bit of a hard ti.”
“They might end up being ranked 9th or 10th.”
“…Gasp.”
At the voice of a woman appearing from behind, Taejo’s expression stiffened.
“Se, Seol-hee noona? Why are you here…?”
“What, can’t I co here?”
“Ah, no. You don’t really like these kinds of gatherings.”
“We should congratulate when there’s sothing to congratulate. A new S-Class has erged.”
Baek Seol-hee raised her glass towards Yoon Iseon and winked.
“Sincerely, congratulations. And a word of warning: don’t mind what others say.”
“Huh?”
“Claims like ‘only strong in bursts’ or ‘only S-Class when transforming’. All that stems from jealousy. Sorry to sound preachy right after congratulating you, but it’s all for your sake.”
“……Understood.”
Yoon Iseon nodded gravely at Baek Seol-hee’s words.
Even here, there were those whispering about her behind her back.
“It’s okay. I’ve experienced a lot while in the student council.”
“Then, that’s good. Oh, right. Soone asked to tell you sothing.”
Baek Seol-hee’s expression briefly hardened, then she smiled widely again and flicked her glass towards Yoon Iseon.
“Your awakening, soone said it’s pretty.”
“…Soone?”
“Yeah. A certain ddleso tsundere.”
“……Ah.”
She seed to know who it was.
Given what Yoon Iseon already suspected and knew about Yumir, she imdiately realized who Baek Seol-hee was referring to.
“I’m just grateful.”
“What for? I’m the one who should be thankful. Can I call you informally? You can call ‘sister’ too.”
“Yes, sister.”
“Alright. Then….”
Baek Seol-hee’s smile deepened.
“Surely, you’re not planning to just stay in 7th place, right?”
“…….”
Sowhere.
Yoon Iseon started to feel sothing like a fluttering tail behind Baek Seol-hee.
It must be her imagination.
“A strong S-Class colleague is always welco. I hope you beco even stronger. Hehehe.”
“…….”
Yoon Iseon genuinely felt a chill at Baek Seol-hee’s smile.
There were many in this banquet hall looking to use her, but this was the first ti soone seed to want to use her in such a pure and non-malicious way.
She wondered if Baek Seol-hee was aiming for a pregnancy retirent.
Though the thought briefly crossed her mind, Yoon Iseon internally shook her head and smiled.
“Of course. I’ll beco stronger. Please help a lot, sister.”
The pregnancy retirent was the plan for both Baek Seol-hee and Yumir..
[Teacher, if there’s ever anything, please contact . I’ll co running.]
“I’m overseas. And if you co when there’s ‘sothing’, it’ll only complicate things.”
[…….]
“I understand you’re worried, but so things just can’t be done.”
Yumir called with a worried voice, but I had to refuse Yumir’s kindness.
“Just transferring so of your magic power to is enough… It’s about 3 minutes now. Yumir.”
[Yes, Teacher.]
“Take good care of the house while I’m away.”
[Of course. Please take care and return safely.]
Click.
The call ended.
I threw my Taeguk Watch into a basket on the desk after taking it off.
And then.
“It’s been a while. This heavy sensation.”
I wore an analog wristwatch, not the Taeguk Watch.
“…….”
Sothing I didn’t, couldn’t, wear when I was working as a librarian, Do Ji-hwan.
A wristwatch from a top brand that still holds its place as a super high-end even after the cataclysm.
“It feels new to wear the Nautilus again, but maybe it’s because I’ve gotten used to it. It’ll feel like old tis again in Phuket?”
“Aren’t you going to change into a suit?”
“Um, that would feel even more awkward? It’s better to act as usual. Just think of it as wearing a mask and explain that.”
Gunggi, Yoon Hye-ra, pulled on my suit tie and grinned.
It seems like Yoon Hye-ra has made proper plans to go with to Phuket this ti.
“I ca out wearing Hanbok, so it’s a bit…”
“What? You’re taking care of because I’m a lady in Hanbok? Is that the concept?”
Yoon Hye-ra giggled and moved a hand to her face.
“During our trip to Phuket, does that an Mr. Ji-hwan will be playing my knight?”
“Perhaps treating each other like before would be better.”
“Um… Then how should I address you? Mr. Ji-hwan? Or Director Do? Isn’t that too formal for everyday use?”
“We’re not going as a newlywed couple, are we?”
“Not? It’s exactly a newlywed couple concept.”
“…No. Which Korean couple goes to Phuket for their honeymoon? They’d rather go to Ulleungdo or Jeju Island.”
“If it’s 14 nights and 15 days in Phuket instead of a 1-night and 2-day trip to Ulleungdo or Jeju Island, wouldn’t that make a difference?”
Yoon Hye-ra’s eyes sparkled red.
“Since the Chief has formally designated as your partner, I won’t leave your side for 15 days. Oppa.”
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