EX rank supporting role’s replay in a prestigious school-Chapter 1092: At the end of a long fight (2)

There was a hint of shyness and tension on Renjo-in Karen’s face.

Even when she had represented Japan during the exchange match or faced off against Kozuka Yashiro, Renjo-in Karen hadn’t been this nervous. It seemed she was anxious about making new friends.

Hirano Seiji, perhaps intrigued by Renjo-in Karen’s reaction, widened his eyes slightly and watched her.

Renjo-in Karen spent a minute calming her flushed cheeks and catching her breath.

"I’m ready. Please, go ahead."

Her voice carried a sense of gravity.

Ahn Da-in seemed to have finished answering Cha Seok-won’s barrage of questions and was about to move.

When our eyes met, Ahn Da-in smiled slightly and came toward me.

Her smile was like snow melting in an instant and flowers blooming on the frozen ground, so beautiful that it almost made me feel complicated, wondering if someone nearby would misunderstand.

"Yi-shin, are you eating well? It’s good that you’re looking after the other students and juniors, but take it easy."

"I didn’t really look after anyone. I haven’t eaten, just been walking around."

"You were consulting with the staff about promoting the Chinese team’s performance earlier. I also saw you approaching anyone you found alone, regardless of nationality."

Even though Ahn Da-in must have been busy greeting people, she was also worried about me.

I felt incredibly touched, but now wasn’t the time to get sentimental.

To stop Ahn Da-in from unnecessarily worrying, I decided to introduce someone who was just as moved by her kindness as I was.

"I’d like to introduce a player."

I turned and adjusted the position of Renjo-in Karen, who was hesitating to speak, so that she would be in Ahn Da-in’s line of sight.

Renjo-in Karen, steeling herself, put on a flawless smile like a doll, and Hirano Seiji, standing a step away, was watching with what seemed like excited eyes.

"Hello."

Renjo-in Karen clearly pronounced "Hello" in Korean.

She usually greeted with "How are you?" but it seemed she wanted to appear more friendly to the new friend she was making.

Ahn Da-in widened her eyes slightly before responding.

"Hello. No, I mean, hello."

Was it the tension of Renjo-in Karen that rubbed off on her? Ahn Da-in responded somewhat awkwardly.

"You can speak comfortably, Ahn Da-in."

"Really? Then you can speak comfortably too."

"It’s just a habit of mine to speak politely..."

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Renjo-in Karen looked as if she was fine on the surface but spoke with a very stiff demeanor.

Ahn Da-in alternated her gaze between Renjo-in Karen and me.

I nodded in a way that signaled there was no need for concern.

Seeing my reaction, Ahn Da-in’s posture softened.

It seemed that she had decided to regard Renjo-in Karen not as a representative of the Japanese Emperor’s envoy but as a student from another country introduced by a peer, and she smiled in a friendly manner.

"Just call me Da-in. How should I address you?"

"...Could you call me Karen?"

At Renjo-in Karen’s answer, Hirano Seiji slightly parted his lips, and Arihara Tomoaki, who had been watching the situation nearby, seemed to cough in surprise.

Was this the first time Renjo-in Karen had asked someone to call her by her first name instead of her last name?

It would have been more interesting if more Japanese students were around to see their reactions, but it was unfortunate.

Renjo-in Karen’s cheeks were slightly flushed as she waited for Ahn Da-in’s reply.

"Alright, Karen."

When Ahn Da-in called her name, Renjo-in Karen let out a small sigh of relief, clearly happy.

Renjo-in Karen took a step closer to Ahn Da-in.

"I’ve wanted to talk to Da-in throughout the competition! I’m glad the opportunity has come."

"Me too. Shall we exchange device codes?"

"Yes, gladly!"

The two quickly exchanged device codes and then chatted happily.

It seemed Ahn Da-in also had many things she wanted to say to Renjo-in Karen, as the conversation flowed endlessly, starting from their third match.

Perhaps I didn’t need to mediate from the beginning?

Hirano Seiji had already stepped back, and as I was about to leave to avoid interrupting the two, Ahn Da-in asked about her schedule in Korea, perhaps because she wanted to meet Renjo-in Karen again personally.

"So, when will you be in Korea until?"

"There are some people urging me to return, but I might stay a few more days. I plan to watch the Chinese players’ performance before I leave."

Ahn Da-in was pleased with that answer but her expression darkened slightly when she mentioned the "people urging me to return."

It seemed she was trying to avoid making Renjo-in Karen, who was imitating a puppet, feel uncomfortable by showing any rebellious attitude.

"Don’t worry. If I say I’m extending my stay for safety reasons, everyone will understand."

"For safety?"

Renjo-in Karen spoke in a confident tone.

"Yes, a typhoon is expected to move north toward the Korean Peninsula."

Now that she mentioned it, I had heard about the typhoon a few times.

The chances of this typhoon hitting the Korean Peninsula were small, and it wasn’t large enough for the media to pay attention to it.

But if Renjo-in Karen, who listens to the voices of the Japanese Emperor’s envoys, said it, then it was a different story.

It wasn’t impossible for the typhoon to suddenly grow larger or change its course unexpectedly.

It was likely that a typhoon of a size large enough to make it difficult for the Japanese team to return home would head toward the Korean Peninsula soon.

‘Do the dragon clan know about the typhoon?’

If such a typhoon was coming, the dragon clan on the Korean Peninsula would probably already know about it.

Since many dragons are sensitive to weather, they might already be preparing for it.

It might be a good idea to confirm with Yeom Jun-yeol and Yong Je-gun.

Yeom Jun-yeol had been surrounded by people the whole time, but thanks to Yong Je-gun approaching, he had disappeared like a ghost.

The two dragons were drinking dragon fruit sparkling beverages and having a conversation.

"It was a very rewarding time! The exchange match really should be about interacting with other countries."

"Hyung Je-gun... No, Yong Je-gun-sensei, the person you were talking to just now seemed like a Japanese team student, what were you discussing?"

"Talking about fragrance, change, and factions. It was very interesting."

"What?"

Yong Je-gun was mumbling things that didn’t make sense.

It seemed that Yong Je-gun had been digging into the factions that Kozuka Yashiro had created and the changes that occurred after the fragrance disappeared in the Japanese team.

Even knowing Yong Je-gun’s unique way of speaking, I could only imagine how much trouble the Japanese teenage players must have endured when they didn’t have the resilience to handle it.

For some reason, I felt like something ominous might happen if I spoke to Yong Je-gun right now, so I was about to head elsewhere.

"Jun-yeol, I should get another drink."

"Huh? The drink dispenser is right in front of us... Ah, Yi-shin!"

Yong Je-gun moved Jun-yeol quickly and grabbed me as soon as he spotted me.

Jun-yeol smiled brightly and handed me a crystal glass filled with dragon fruit sparkling drink, leaving me no chance to escape.

Paa!

Yong Je-gun suddenly cast a barrier with spatial magic.

I looked around, wondering why he was drawing attention, but when he glanced this way, everyone turned their heads.

"Ah, Yi-shin, it’s okay. Yong Je-gun-sensei has already cast barriers multiple times today."

"Huh?"

"I was curious, but people keep saying we shouldn’t discuss certain things. So when talking with Japanese team students or their coach, I kindly ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) cast a barrier."

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Ah... now I understood why Yong Je-gun’s barriers were ignored and avoided.

Especially the Japanese team players, when they noticed the gray-colored space, quickly ducked in the opposite direction.

When Yong Je-gun grinned at me, it felt like the drink I was about to swallow would go backward.

"I have a lot to talk to Yi-shin. After all, I’m the dragon who granted Yi-shin’s wish."

"Huh? You granted Yi-shin’s wish?"

"Yes, of course, without any conditions. Yi-shin is a precious benefactor to the dragon clan. Thanks to him, Miro cried a little, though."

"Yes, that’s right! ...Wait, Miro cried?"

The mention of Dokgo Miro crying made my head spin.

‘Dokgo Miro cried because of my wish...’

I forcibly stopped the thought.

Even though the barrier was up, I couldn’t let my guard down, since there were other people around.

With my head feeling dizzy, the more Yong Je-gun spoke about wishes, the harder it became to escape.

Thanks to this incident, Yong Je-gun had learned a lot.

Considering the events with Cheongho, Shin-in, and Yeong-in, Yong Je-gun knew the noble families better than most of the hojo clan.

In the confusion, Yong Je-gun handed me a paper bag with the emblem of Eungwang High on it.

"Here, take this first."

"I can’t accept anything after you granted my wish."

"It’s very useful. I thought I should gift this to Yi-shin after seeing him wear Baek Ho’s clothes."

What he handed me was clothing.

It wasn’t new, and it wasn’t my size.

‘This is Yong Je-gun’s usual suit he wears when coming to Eungwang High.’

When Yong Je-gun smiled meaningfully, I understood why he was giving me this.

When I use the player’s trajectory and borrow Yong Je-gun’s appearance, I was supposed to wear this outfit.

"Considering your power, I thought this would be useful. I hope it doesn’t tear like last time when I lent it."

Jun-yeol didn’t seem to understand the situation, but it looked like he had caught the information from Yong Je-gun’s words.

"Yi-shin borrowed the appearance of a mythological noble."

"Yes, Yi-shin was wearing the clothes of the ‘real’ one."

Reluctantly accepting the paper bag, I put it in my item inventory. Jun-yeol seemed to be lost in thought.

Suddenly, Jun-yeol looked up, smiling brightly.

"Yi-shin, next time we meet, I’ll bring both my casual clothes and uniform. You can use my appearance too, right?"

I was grateful, but because of ‘that word,’ I wanted to avoid borrowing Jun-yeol’s face as much as possible.

Even though I repeatedly said it was fine, I couldn’t refuse Jun-yeol’s kindness, who looked a bit dejected with his eyes down.

With a sly smile, Yong Je-gun suddenly spoke.

"Yi-shin, I was talking to Shin-rok before I granted your wish, you know? Shin-rok seemed to be troubled lately, and suddenly asked about the dust of nightmares."

I felt like something was coming.

Yong Je-gun probably figured it out without anyone saying anything.

"But didn’t they say Yi-shin is a threat to the Korean Peninsula?"

"Me? Who said that?"

Jun-yeol’s tone dropped.

It seemed like he wanted to deny it, but Yong Je-gun wasn’t talking nonsense.

‘Yong Je-gun probably suspects I’m involved with nightmares.’

I knew what Yong Je-gun meant, but I couldn’t stop it.

I wasn’t in a position to block it.

Yong Je-gun narrowed his eyes and looked at me.

"Yi-shin, your eyes aren’t in a good state, and we have a lot to talk about, so let’s go to the Dragon Palace for now..."

Knock, knock.

At that moment, someone knocked on the barrier with magical energy.

Yong Je-gun blinked and looked toward the barrier.

The knock was so loud that I could hear it beyond his space magic. It wasn’t just any magic.

And where the knocks had been repeated, there was a faint crack.

Yong Je-gun snapped his fingers and released the spatial magic.

Two people appeared.

"Hello."

The one who knocked was Eun Ho.

Behind Eun Ho stood Cheon Dong-ha, and it seemed they had come as staff members.

Eun Ho smiled brightly.

"I have something to discuss with Yi-shin, could you step aside?"