In the end, the first-years who had run away did not return.
"Haa... Jin Gwon-nam, the first-years ran away because of you."
Ak Simin said with a sigh.
Seeing that, Jin Gwon-nam tilted her head as if she didn't know what was going on.
"Why is that my fault?"
"If you stick a person into the ceiling so brutally like that, of course they'll get scared and run away."
"Then should I just stand still? That bald guy was trying to touch my chest."
"So what I'm saying is... couldn't you have subdued him a little more gently?"
It was possible with Jin Gwon-nam's skills.
If she had just defeated Gwangcheon normally, the first-years wouldn't have run away.
Anyone would be scared if you blew a person away with one punch at first sight, especially when they were already nervous.
"Gently? It probably would have been impossible."
"...?"
"The montum with which that bald guy was rushing was no joke, so I couldn't go easy on him either."
As Jin Gwon-nam said that, Ak Simin's expression beca puzzled.
'Gwangcheon, is that first-year at that level?'
Ak Simin knew well that Gwangcheon was a disciple of the Shaolin Temple.
But wasn't Jin Gwon-nam also from a place called a prestigious family?
To think that such a person would talk like that... It seed that among this year's first-years, there were many strange guys besides Namgung Il.
Swoosh—.
Ak Simin turned his head towards Gwangcheon, who was lying on the floor.
"That guy, how is he?"
"For now... it seems he's not dead. When he regains consciousness later, I think he'll be fine with just a little treatnt at the Heavenly Doctor Hall."
Jeong Hyeon-yeong answered Ak Simin's question.
Did that an Jin Gwon-nam had controlled her strength to so extent?
No, since Jin Gwon-nam was clumsy at that kind of thing, it might be that Gwangcheon's body was just sturdy and he didn't die.
Thud—.
As if to change the atmosphere, Ak Simin suddenly clapped his hands.
"We can't help the guys who ran away."
"..."
"For now, let's do our best with the people here."
Ak Simin said and looked at the people with his usual face.
The people who still had no reaction.
Ak Simin had a strong intuition that this atmosphere would not change easily unless he took the lead.
"It seems there are so guys who are not here, but for now, let's greet each other."
"..."
"Co on, you first."
Ak Simin turned his gaze to Jin Gwon-nam as if to push her.
Seeing that, Jin Gwon-nam turned her body towards the first-years as if she couldn't help it.
Jiggle—.
Even in that slight movent, Jin Gwon-nam's chest exuded a presence.
Although Namgung Il seed to be quite used to it now, Jeong Hyeon-yeong and Dang Wol-yeong were still glancing below Jin Gwon-nam's face rather than at her face.
"I'm Jin Gwon-nam, a second-year in the Vermilion Bird Class."
"..."
"I look forward to working with you."
Just as she had said to Namgung Il, Jin Gwon-nam introduced herself to the other two as well.
'Jin Gwon-nam... it's a na that feels sowhat masculine.'
Her tone also had a strong masculine feel rather than a feminine one.
On top of that, her movents when she had blown Gwangcheon away were also much more heroic than most n.
'Is he perhaps a man... no, that can't be it.'
Moving his gaze slightly downwards, Namgung Il imdiately thought that was not possible.
Because the evidence that proved that Jin Gwon-nam was definitely a woman was right there.
In addition to that, the fact that Gwangcheon had reacted was a clear proof that Jin Gwon-nam was a woman.
"...?"
Just then, Namgung Il noticed a gaze directed at him.
It had been bothering him for a while... why was that man staring at him so intently?
Since he had entered the room, that large man had been staring at Namgung Il.
"Ah, I rember!"
"...?"
"You're the guy who broke my saber back then!"
Suddenly, the man shouted at Namgung Il.
'I broke his saber?'
As the man suddenly said that to him, Namgung Il couldn't help but tilt his head.
But the mory of that day suddenly ca to mind.
As he kept looking at the words about breaking a saber and that huge build, Namgung Il could rember where he had seen that man.
'He's the guy who was blocking the entrance to the reception office back then.'
It was a mory from before he had even taken the entrance exam.
He had gone to the reception office to submit his application to enter the Flying Dragon Academy, and at that ti, hadn't so big guy blocked the entrance with a rock and stood in front of it?
Namgung Il realized that that guy was the man in front of him now.
'His na was... Ma Dong-pal?'
Namgung Il also recalled the man's na from his faint mory.
Yes, it was definitely that na.
It seed that not only Namgung Il, but that man also had not expected to et again in a place like this.
Thump— Thump—.
Just then, the man, Ma Dong-pal, approached Namgung Il with a trendous sound of footsteps.
"..."
Ma Dong-pal's build, which felt even bigger up close.
It was not an exaggeration to say that his body was more than three tis bigger than Namgung Il's.
"Yes... that's right. I can see it clearly up close."
"..."
"To think I would see you again in a place like this. This might be the heavens helping ."
Ma Dong-pal said and smiled as if he were happy.
On the other hand, Namgung Il, who was just looking up at Ma Dong-pal with an expressionless face.
Ma Dong-pal pointed his finger, which was as thick as his body, at Namgung Il and shouted.
"I challenge you to a duel!"
"...!"
As Ma Dong-pal said that abruptly, the eyes of the people around widened in surprise.
Although there was a good reason why Gwangcheon had been stuck in the ceiling, why was Ma Dong-pal challenging Namgung Il to a duel?
Only the two people involved knew the reason.
"Ma Dong-pal! What are you talking about all of a sudden?"
Ak Simin imdiately shouted at Ma Dong-pal.
He had left them to greet each other, but one had stuck a junior in the ceiling, and the other was picking a fight.
There was no other ss like this.
"Sorry, but you stay out of this for a mont."
"What?"
"Because of this guy, my beloved saber was broken back then... and on top of that, I had to suffer the humiliation of being trampled by nurous people."
"..."
Ak Simin also knew that well.
Because not only Ma Dong-pal, but Ak Simin was also there under Cha Yul-ryeong's orders.
Of course, he hadn't seen exactly what had happened, but from what he had heard, Ma Dong-pal had told him that he had been defeated by one person, lost his weapon, and had even been seriously injured.
'To think that one person was Namgung Il...'
It was a fact that could be known with a little thought.
He had t Namgung Il at that place, and he had also seen him leave the line and walk forward.
Since most guys wouldn't be able to face Ma Dong-pal, the number of people who could be presud to have done such a thing would be very limited.
Ak Simin couldn't help but admit that he had been careless.
"At that ti, I was careless and was defeated absurdly."
"..."
"But now I recognize you as an opponent, so that will never happen. So fight
again fair and square!"
Ma Dong-pal said to Namgung Il once more.
A rematch with the person who had brought him defeat.
As a fellow martial artist, Ak Simin did not not understand Ma Dong-pal's feelings.
However.
"Stop it."
"Ak Simin, I'm sorry to you, but..."
"I called you here now for the festival preparations. So after that's over, you can do whatever you want, whether it's a duel with Namgung Il or not."
"..."
"But if you disobey my words and continue to be stubborn... Ma Dong-pal, even if you're my friend, I can't just let you go."
Ak Simin was saying so, looking at Ma Dong-pal with cold eyes.
A coldness that made his usual mischievous expression not even co to mind.
Had they said that a person who always smiles is very scary when they get angry once? Ma Dong-pal was unable to move at Ak Simin's words.
"Senior Ak, it's okay."
Just then, Namgung Il broke the silence and said.
"I'll accept it. That duel."
"...?"
Ak Simin looked at Namgung Il with an expression that he couldn't understand.
Did he not understand what he had just said?
Although he had warned Ma Dong-pal, that also applied to Namgung Il.
"Namgung Il, did you not hear ?"
"No. I heard you clearly."
"..."
"But I said that because I think it's better to have a duel."
What do you an it's better to have a duel?
Although he was about to argue right away, Ak Simin soon opened his mouth with a calm voice.
"What does that an?"
"Aren't we going to work together from now on? But if we have such a grudge against each other, even things that should work out won't work out properly."
"..."
"In that case, I said it's better to resolve it for sure before that."
Certainly, there was a point to Namgung Il's words.
Especially given Ma Dong-pal's personality, although he could suppress him temporarily, Ak Simin knew well that he wouldn't be able to focus on his work because he would be conscious of Namgung Il throughout the festival preparations.
'If not, I'll have to remove one of them from the committee.'
He had thought about that too, but as expected, that was impossible.
They were already short of people, and to remove soone for that reason.
Thanks to the three first-years who had run away earlier, there was no more room for manpower.
"Hmm..."
Ak Simin was lost in thought with his mouth shut.
He felt he had to do sothing, but no good plan ca to mind.
To run into such a difficult situation even before starting the festival preparations in earnest... As expected, Namgung Il was a double-edged sword for him.
"Senior, what are you worrying about so much?"
"..."
"Do you want to ruin the Clear Bright Festival by being indecisive? Then the head teacher will surely go wild."
"...What if both of you get hurt if I allow it?"
That was the worst-case scenario for Ak Simin.
Because if that happened, two people's worth of manpower would be removed from the committee.
Especially if Namgung Il were to be removed, the other first-years might also say they would quit the committee.
Then the Clear Bright Festival would head towards a level that could no longer be controlled, and Ho Jeong-won would hold him, the class president, responsible for it.
"That won't happen."
"..."
"I already have a history of being scolded a lot by the headmaster for beating up a senior. I plan to end it moderately this ti."
Namgung Il said with a grin.
He didn't know if he had really thought so and said it, but that remark was more than enough to get on Ma Dong-pal's nerves.
"Ak Simin, I'll also end it moderately, so please allow it."
"...Haa—."
A deep sigh escaped Ak Simin's mouth.
He had tried to get through it well sohow, but it was always difficult when Namgung Il was involved.
"Alright."
"..."
"But I'll be watching as an observer. So if I say stop, you stop the duel imdiately. If you swear to that, I'll allow it."
This was the ultimatum that Ak Simin had finally put forward.
Hearing those words, the two answered at the sa ti as if they had coordinated.
"Alright."
"Let's do that."
With this, the revenge match was established.
Ma Dong-pal silently glared at Namgung Il with blazing eyes.
(End of Chapter)
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