Forte froze.
He hadn’t even begun the close-range assassination yet.
The professor shouldn’t even know he had a blade on his thigh.
So how did he say that?
‘No way.’
No—he must have just guessed it by luck.
As he slowly raised his head, his eyes t the professor’s. Beneath the black curls, pink eyes looked down at him.
As if they could see right through him...
It had to be his imagination.
His assassination had failed, and now this unfamiliar adult probably just seed intimidating.
“I’ve familiarized myself with the school rules as a professor. Including the consequences you’re supposed to face.”
“......”
“But before you start mouthing off about rules or whatever, shouldn’t you say sothing else to first?”
Forte bit his lip.
The professor standing before him radiated deadly pressure. He was clearly different from all the others before.
“I apologize once again for the rash assassination attempt.”
“Wrong answer.”
“...What?”
“You didn’t understand a word I just said, did you?”
Refusing to lose, Forte stared into his eyes.
But it was strange. It felt like a weight was pressing down on him.
“You should be apologizing for lying.”
Forte’s jaw tensed. A lie? He was saying Forte lied?
How the hell would he know that?
Maybe he could still deny it. Forte hesitated a few seconds, thinking it over.
“...We’ve never t before, though.”
The professor’s cold gaze narrowed.
“You’re about to lie to a second ti.”
Forte’s eyes widened.
****
The Departnt of Assassination is isolated.
That’s why cadets are always restless.
In the present, they are bound by strict control and repetitive training.
And their future is a stifling one, trapped in the fate of an assassin, one that may never see the light of day.
So whenever sothing interesting happened, they tended to beco obsessed.
Year 1 cadets in the Departnt of Assassination, Hwaru and Dominic, blinked as they watched the situation unfold.
“......”
From Hwaru’s point of view, Forte had suddenly frozen up and started creeping toward the professor nervously.
The new professor’s expression was perfectly calm, composed, and sohow terrifying.
A face you couldn’t read.
Just look over here for a second, please.
“Huh?”
He looked.
Just for a mont.
“......”
Hwaru blinked. Her heart pounded. It felt like soone had taken the image of the ‘assassin’ she’d imagined as a child and brought it to life in human form.
“They’re talking...”
“Indeed.”
“Dominic, what’s the new professor saying...?”
“Hmm.”
Dominic adjusted his glasses. He was particularly sharp-eared among the cadets.
“‘You didn’t forget the rules. You fired knowing them full well.’ That’s what he said.”
“Oof. That’s... actually true.”
“He’s asking why Forte would attempt such a half-assed shot. Criticizing his attitude before his skill.”
“Eh? But Forte’s a genius when it cos to marksmanship...”
“And... he says the way Forte rushed in with a knife was clumsy too. From the approach. The expression. The way he walked—stiff all over. Says he’s seen plenty like that, and half of them ended up corpses.”
“Whoa, that’s scary...”
“But still, that professor... he didn’t retaliate like the others usually do.”
“Huh? You’re right.”
That’s what felt off.
A typical professor would strike back, just to instill fear. To prevent the next assassination attempt. But this one only disciplined.
Wasn’t that an astonishing level of confidence?
“...Dominic. Didn’t TA Adele say she didn’t know anything about this professor?”
“She did.”
It was the first ti Adele didn’t know the identity of a new professor.
The cadets had two possible reactions to that.
Either: So many professors have died that they just started hiring whoever they could find.
Or:
The departnt head finally went all out and appointed so unknown assassin as professor.
‘It might be the latter.’
Dominic narrowed his eyes.
Assassins being active in the public eye was only a recent thing.
In the old days, it was widely believed: the more secretive an assassin, the greater their prowess.
Hwaru bead, revealing her rabbit-like front teeth.
“This is insane. I’m so glad I signed up for this class...”
Dominic adjusted his glasses again and nodded.
“I feel the sa.”
Around that ti, the new professor’s disciplining ca to an end.
Forte was released only after his gun and jackknife were completely confiscated and a penalty point was issued.
Maybe that’s why.
When he returned, his face was dark.
“You idiot. I told you not to, didn’t I?”
“It’s fine, Forte. This wasn’t your failing. Your shot was perfect. The professor was just far beyond what we expected.”
“...Dominic. Please shut up.”
Forte’s mouth twisted.
His own weakness.
The scolding professor.
His friends trying to comfort him.
It was all unbearably humiliating.
“Guys. Can I ask you sothing?”
“Huh?”
“Don’t talk about this to anyone.”
“Why not?”
“Why do you think?! Shit! It’s freaking embarrassing!”
Hwaru and Dominic nodded with serious expressions.
“Yup, you can trust !”
“Forte. My weight doesn’t just apply to my body. You know how heavy my tongue is. Don’t worry.”
Forte trusted his friends.
⋮
A little later.
“Guys. Sothing insane happened today—ah, Forte told not to tell anyone but... huh? So what happened was, Forte totally got wrecked by the new prof...”
“Hey, better stay sharp. That new professor’s sothing else. Curious? Hm. Just keep it between us...”
⋮
So when Forte walked into the lecture hall, everyone’s eyes were on him.
He turned his head and saw the girl whistling and the fat kid pushing up his glasses.
“...Ah, fuck.”
He got the picture. Roughly, anyway.
****
One Hour Before Class.
I holed myself up in the professor’s office.
After disciplining the cadet who tried to kill .
I spat out whatever ca to mind, hoping he wouldn’t try assassinating again, confiscated his weapons, and made it back.
But even after entering the office, my heart was pounding like a war drum.
‘Goddamn it...’
I survived by sheer luck.
I hadn’t even done anything yet. I hadn’t taught a single class. This was just the commute on my first day, and it was already this dangerous?
‘Why the hell did I co into this ga world?’
Of all things—this godforsaken assassin ga. And on [Hell Mode], no less.
It wasn’t sothing to be glad about just because I survived.
I needed a plan.
What now? Is there no way out of this world? I muttered “logout,” but nothing ca up. So what—am I stuck here for good?
‘Change your mindset. Not much ti left before class.’
I decided to re-check my “tools.”
First off: the growth system.
The professor grows by fulfilling his duties and earning growth resources.
Teaching. Giving exams. Building relationships with cadets.
‘Unlike cadets, I can also grow through research and papers, apparently.’
That was sothing to look into later.
anwhile, in the settings nu, there was this:
< ⧉Tip Function – ON / OFF (Warning: may provide unnecessary information) >
Even if so of it was unnecessary, better to know than not.
I clicked ON.
< ⧉Tip function is now activated. >
And imdiately, sothing popped up.
⧉ Tip: Confiscated items lose previous ownership and can now be stored in your inventory.
I checked the two items I had taken from the cadet.
＊ Jackknife [Common] │ Confiscated
＊ Lever-Action Rifle MT-15 [Magic] │ Confiscated
A [Magic] grade item right at the start of the ga.
Suddenly, [Hell Mode] felt real. It’s way too early for this kind of thing to be showing up.
‘...This is a good gun.’
The base specs were a bit lacking, but the special feature was 『Auto lee Targeting』.
Once a target is marked, the muzzle tracks and shoots any enemy within 10 ters automatically.
That’s seriously good.
More than anything, it’s valuable.
I may be a professor, but I’m flat broke. Current funds: 0 Hika.
Now this gun is mine. I can do whatever I want with it. Judging by the going rates, it’s worth at least 70,000 Hika.
That’s about 7 million won in real-world currency.
‘What kind of psychopath designed a ga where sothing like this is standard gear for killing people?’
No wonder that statue didn’t just crack—it blew apart.
＊ Jackknife of Wind has been stored in inventory.
＊ Lever-Action Rifle MT-15 has been stored in inventory.
The inventory had surprisingly generous capacity. The items disappeared the mont I touched them, stored automatically. Taking them out worked the sa way—straight into your hand.
Very convenient.
‘Ah, no ti to waste on this.’
I opened the lecture materials and continued studying for today’s class.
I focused hard, sinking into the content.
Knock knock!
Crap. Soone knocked on the door.
One person appeared on the minimap. But the script window showed no dialogue.
I prepared to draw the gun and called out.
“Who is it?”
– “It’s Adele, Professor.”
“Enter.”
The ever-smiling female assistant walked in.
“So, Professor? How’s your first day so far?”
“Nothing special.”
“I was worried you might get assassinated. Please take care of going forward.”
“...Sure. By the way, how many professors have you had before ?”
“You’re the first.”
“That’s surprising. I figured you’d gone through a few by now.”
Based on earlier thoughts, hadn’t there been several?
Adele gave a sheepish smile.
“Mm. I used to be a general admin TA. As for the previous professor, Lucandel, the TA was unlucky and died in the sa explosion. So I got reassigned...”
“Unfortunate.”
“Right? He was a nice guy, too.”
“...I see. I need to finish prepping for class.”
After that, I kept preparing for the lecture.
Then Adele opened the office door again.
The ti had finally co.
“Professor, it’s ti to head to class.”
I didn’t want to go, but I had no choice.
“......”
Still, it wasn’t all bad.
A long-awaited quest popped up.
┃ Main Quest [First Day of Appointnt]
┃ °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° Reward: Star Fragnt ×1,000 (Special DLC Reward)
‘Star Fragnts’ are universal growth resources. They can boost anything from stats to special abilities.
So even in [Hell Mode], the ga doesn’t want you dead right away. A thousand Star Fragnts?
That was... insane. Absolutely massive.
‘I was sure I’d die within a few days even if I got lucky and survived today...’
With 1,000 of them, surviving might actually be a real possibility.
If I survived today, that is...
Didn’t seem likely.
At the end of the hallway, right in front of the lecture hall—I had to stop walking for a mont.
“Is sothing wrong, Professor?”
“......”
On the minimap, right outside the lecture hall door—red dots. A ton of them.
Nearly ten hostile targets were clinging to the opposite side of the door like barnacles.
I raised my eyes and saw it: a chalkboard eraser perched on top of the door.
At a glance, it looked like a kid’s prank.
＊ Guillotine Trap [Advanced]
If it weren’t a magical device.
In short, it was ant to lure into letting my guard down.
“Professor?”
The TA prompted as I stood still. I sighed deeply in my mind and started walking.
Toward the classroom.
“......”
From this mont on, for the next 50 minutes, It’s legal for them to kill .
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