I Became a Disaster-Class Sorcery Genius

I Am a Good Person (3)

Han Soyeon didn't know Kim Dojun very well, but she still knew him to some extent.

In fact, once you had entered the Sorcery Institute, it was almost impossible not to know about Kim Dojun.

After all, he had detonated the levitation stone during the third test.

Thanks to doing something not even the top freshman could accomplish, he had made a dazzling debut with the title of 'genius sorcerer'.

Moreover, the sorcery he demonstrated during the dormitory assignment test had caused quite a stir on the Sorcery Institute community site, so Han Soyeon couldn't help but know about Kim Dojun, even if she didn't want to.

He was, unarguably, the Institute's celebrity.

But what she couldn't understand was—

"Alright, if you swing the bat from below and hit their family jewels, the other person will die."

Why was she, of all people, receiving this bizarre murder lesson from Kim Dojun?

"And like I said, honestly, you don't even have to aim for the family jewels. It's best to go for the head with one swing. Usually, if you hit someone in the head with a bat, they die."

Kim Dojun was swinging the bat back and forth with a very serious expression—like he was explaining something extremely important and grave.

'What... is even going on...?'

No matter how hard Han Soyeon thought about it, she couldn't make sense of the situation.

Actually, now that she thought about it, she hadn't understood any of it since before.

'I'm sure back then too...'

Han Soyeon recalled a few days earlier.

When she had, due to the forced pressure of the Sorcery Association, no choice but to enter the Sorcery Institute and encountered the group that had bullied her—he had appeared suddenly.

'Kill them all.'

'You can do it.'

He had whispered such things to her, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

And those two sentences weren't the end of it. For about ten minutes, Kim Dojun had asked her over and over whether she didn't want to beat those guys up, and that she could do it—only leaving once he was satisfied.

Even then, Han Soyeon had no idea why Kim Dojun, the so-called 'genius sorcerer', was doing that.

It was the same now.

"Are you listening properly?"

Kim Dojun asked, knocking on the head of a humanoid wooden dummy—one he seemed to have carved himself—with a very serious look.

"What did I say?"

"... If you hit someone in the head with a bat, they die...?"

"Yes, exactly!"

He grinned as if she'd made a world-shaking discovery.

Han Soyeon hesitated for a moment as she watched him, then spoke up.

"But..."

"Hm? What is it?"

"... Why are you telling me this?"

Han Soyeon's question.

Kim Dojun frowned, as if she had asked something strange, and answered.

"That's obvious—it's because those bastards messed with you. I'm telling you how to kill them, okay?"

His reply was so ordinary, so matter-of-fact, that for an instant, Han Soyeon wondered if she was the one who was wrong.

Kim Dojun's expression made her feel that way.

But soon, Han Soyeon blinked absent-mindedly, shook her head, and, as if regaining her senses, spoke.

"Y-you want... me to kill them?"

"Then are you not going to kill them?"

His tone suggested killing was the most natural thing to do. Han Soyeon felt confused again, but went on.

"Why would I... kill them?"

"They bullied you, didn't they?"

"W-well, yes."

"If they bullied you, they deserve to die. Historically, people like that get beaten with bats."

For a moment, Kim Dojun's attitude seemed so natural that Han Soyeon even wondered, '... Is it really right to kill bullies?'

He acted as if it was simply the law of nature.

"T-that seems a little off to me..."

But even if she was bad at communicating, Han Soyeon wasn't someone lacking in basic common sense.

In other words, she wasn't completely ignorant, so she spoke up.

"If I kill them just because they bullied me, wouldn't that make me a criminal?"

"That's true."

"Then I'd go to prison, right?"

"Well, I'm not you, so wouldn't that be fine?"

"??"

With even her meek expression gone, Han Soyeon stared in disbelief.

But regardless of her expression, Kim Dojun remained serious.

"And really, even if you kill them, it's not like you'd be making a huge mistake."

"Huh? What does that..."

"Listen carefully."

"?"

"Humans all die someday anyway."

"... Excuse me?"

Kim Dojun pronounced the truth of this world with grave seriousness, making Han Soyeon look as if she'd just opened a forbidden book like the Necronomicon.

Whether he noticed her turmoil or not, Kim Dojun continued.

"And think about it the other way—maybe killing them is actually a good thing."

"What??"

"Think—if those guys just live normally, how long do you think they'll live?"

"... Um, probably until they're a hundred?"

At this point, Han Soyeon answered as though she was hypnotized.

"Right, a hundred, right? So that means they've got about eighty years left. Imagine how much suffering that would be."

"Huh?"

"Wouldn't it be better to just end that eighty years of suffering quickly now, all at once?"

"??"

Han Soyeon's mouth fell open at Kim Dojun's logic.

She was making a face that said, what do you even say in moments like this?

But Kim Dojun seemed to understand exactly what she meant.

"Ah~ I get it."

"... Huh? What do you mean?"

"You want to do it secretly? Well, a bat is a little eye-catching."

No, that's not the issue at all... Han Soyeon wanted to say, but—

"Okay, I understand."

"No, wait..."

"I get what you're after. Let's meet here again in a week."

As if he'd figured something out, Kim Dojun waved his hand right away.

"Make sure you show up."

Leaving just those words behind, he disappeared.

"? ...?? ...???"

Han Soyeon could only stare blankly after him.

And as she did so, watching Kim Dojun walk away in a daze—

[He is indeed incredible...!]

Yagrat of Ambition floated in midair, admiring Kim Dojun.

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Two days later.

After the weekend, on Monday.

As the first class of the day approached, the main Sorcery Institute campus began to fill with its usual silence—but among all the classes, one, in particular, stood out.

One class was floating just ever so slightly, suffused with a strange, bustling energy.

It was Kim Dojun's class, class C. The reason the typically quiet Class C was so abuzz was—

"Attention, everyone. Instructor Ataki Sasaru, who was supposed to teach 'Definition of Sorcery Array' today, has collapsed due to overwork. First and second periods are free study."

Because of Instructor Ataki Sasaru, the Monday morning instructor.

"Overwork?"

"Oh, I heard about that. Apparently, he got obsessed with deciphering some super high-level sorcery formation and was at it day and night until he collapsed."

"What? Instructor Ataki Sasaru collapsed from decoding a high-level sorcery formation? Isn't that a bit hard to believe?"

"I saw something about it on the Sorcery Institute forums—looks like it's true. Now, all the instructors are taking a look at the formation he couldn't break."

"That's wild. Wasn't Ataki Sasaru famous for his mastery of sorcery formations? If even he couldn't crack it after overworking himself..."

"And now all the instructors are gathered around, just shaking their heads."

"Whose formation is it? I'm really curious."

During free study—now that about a week had passed, students had started to get friendly, and the voices of two chatting students at the desks ahead reached Kim Dojun, who shook his head.

'What an exhausting way to live.'

Of course, before coming here, Kim Dojun had exhausted himself trying to hit S-class rank 1, but he'd never collapsed from overwork.

He briefly offered his condolences to the instructor who had collapsed.

'Now, let's see...'

He opened his notebook and began jotting down the settings for the Sorcery Killing Technique that he remembered.

'Honestly, I didn't need to organize all this until now...'

Now that about a week had passed since he'd possessed a body inside the Sorcery Killing Technique, Kim Dojun decided it was time to start building a setting bible.

'My intelligence isn't that great, so I'd better take notes while I can still remember most of this.'

With that thought, Kim Dojun used the first and second periods to compile the Sorcery Killing Technique's setting bible.

At that time—

"... Is this really the sorcery formation Kim Dojun drew?"

"That's right."

On the third floor of the annex, in the Head Instructor's Office—

"...."

Kang Cheol-shin was staring at the sorcery formation in front of him.

To anyone, it looked like something scribbled by a child.

"... Is this really a sorcery formation?"

Even Kang Cheol-shin couldn't help but mutter, so awful was the formation printed on the paper.

"... And Instructor Ataki Sasaru said this was an incredible formation?"

"That's right."

At Kim Younghan's answer, Kang Cheol-shin subconsciously nodded.

At the very least, he was less familiar with sorcery formations than Ataki Sasaru.

'Ataki Sasaru is a genius of sorcery formations.'

Having long known of Ataki Sasaru's reputation, Kang Cheol-shin knew he was an undisputed genius in the field.

'And yet, if even Sasaru can't decode this formation after working himself into collapse...'

Kang Cheol-shin pictured Kim Dojun, the creator of this formation.

'What an absurd genius he must be.'

With that, he gave a helpless laugh.

"... So, in the end, no one at the Sorcery Institute can decode this formation?"

"... Embarrassing as it is to admit, yes. All the other instructors took a look after Instructor Ataki was sent off for overwork, but everyone just shook their heads."

After studying the formation in silence for a while at Kim Younghan's words, Kang Cheol-shin said—

"... I'll send it to my disciple. I'm curious myself now."

"Pardon? By disciple, you mean...?"

Kim Younghan asked.

"You know who I mean. The one who's quite well-known for sorcery formations in China."

"... If you mean the Head Instructor's disciple who's famous for formations..."

Kim Younghan pondered for a second.

But then—

"You don't mean the Trailblazer, Jaegal Shin, do you?!"

He blurted out in shock.

Kim Younghan knew that Trailblazer Jaegal Shin had become the chief sorcerer—just for handling 'sorcery formations'—at Jinlun Guild, one of the largest guilds in China, and at the youngest age on record.

At Kim Younghan's astonished expression, Kang Cheol-shin said—

"I, too, am curious to see what kind of assessment China's prodigy will give this formation."

He smiled with added curiosity.

And the day after Kang Cheol-shin sent the formation to his disciple—

[Master, this sorcery formation is unbelievably incredible! Who in the world drew this?]

He received a message from Jaegal Shin.

-------------= Clacky's Corner -------------=
Maybe because it's the sorcery world, people are overthinking it.
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