No Dark Secrets In This Book

Episode 63



Episode 63

Whether the world was in tears because of him or not, Cassice Demillang just tilted his head like a person with a broken personality. The logic of an absolute being who was incomparably arrogant. 

As if the image of him sobbing bitterly last night was all a mirage.

As if the moments he helplessly collapsed and weakly groaned were all a dream.

He was just his usual arrogant and unpleasant self.

“Hmm, Ryuseong, you… Well, 2nd place isn’t bad. Though you’re still below me anyway.”

His lips, smiling as if it was ridiculous, were so detestable that I wanted to bite them off. Still, Ryuseong thought he was fortunate that you didn’t lose your foul-tempered self, and on the other hand, wondered if you sometimes needed a place to rest your heart too. How suffocating must your past have been when you couldn’t be like this in front of me for a single moment? I just pondered over you as a person like that.

“Still, I beat you in the written test.”

“…!”

I wanted to know.

***

I take back what I said about grades not being everything. Grades are everything. And I’m higher than Ryuseong!

In order to prove this perfect logic, I added explanations while walking from the hallway to the classroom, but I had no choice but to lose to his following words…

“Be grateful to me who endured minus points to take the same classes as you.”

…Damn it, even if I don’t want to admit it, it’s true. Even if I didn’t tell him to, he endured it himself, so it’s true that I got 1st place…

‘Ah. It pisses me off.’

I’ll make sure you can never do this kind of thing next semester. I’ll win fair and square!

Well, if the courses get tough by then, I’m willing to change my words.

Anyway, when I was all pissed off and fuming, Ryuseong laughed. That must be him looking down on me again, right?

Huh? He’s not trying to make my heart flutter, is he? So he must be looking down on me.

Right?

“I assume you all checked your grades.”

Then after a while, the homeroom teacher, who was also the health teacher, came striding in as the front door opened. The teacher was holding an envelope of some sort, and the students, seeing it, clasped their hands together with haggard faces as if sensing their fate.

I knew the identity of that paper. So I understood the students’ reactions. 

It may have been a struggle to suppress their own misery, or a last desperate plea to extort salvation from God. But what was certain was that everyone was desperate.

I know. They must have all been the only geniuses in their hometowns. But it’s different here at Areah, where the world’s top talents are gathered. They are extras, not even worth a speck of dust, and now they themselves have come to realize that they are insignificant.

Therefore, the budding young students are faced with this cruel reality.

It’s the transfer to the dropout class.

“I will now announce the list of those who have been eliminated from Class 1. Each person is to immediately move to their assigned class.”

Thinking about it again, Areah Academy is truly cruel. Not only the public execution-style grade disclosure, but also transferring the dropouts to another class in the middle of the semester…

They could have quietly given notice from behind, but they announce it right in front of all the kids.

‘This isn’t some idol survival program trying to get views.’

If you ask if other academies don’t do this, it’s half true and half false. Among the top three academies in Korea, I heard that Mirinae Academy is constantly trying to catch up to Areah, so life is tough there too. 

The only place that functions as an educational institution and properly nurtures hunters is the Guiding Star Academy. They even treat students as “individuals,” you know. 

‘Amazing! I’m starting to admire it!’

Of course, that’s probably why their results are at the bottom among the top three academies.

“Kim Eun, move to Class 7. Georges Bontemps, go to Class 4. Yang Li, Class 3…”

As the names of the dropouts were called one by one, and sobs increased,

With the sound of the door opening, 

“Hmm! Is this the scent of Class 1?”

The promoted students who came up to Class 1 started pouring in.

At this point, the class atmosphere was really bad.

Some of the dropouts burst into tears, and some even glared at the promoted students with bloodshot eyes. Furthermore, one student, whose friends were all dropped except for himself, felt a strange sense of elation and pressure, and ran out of the classroom in a panic.

Even amidst such turmoil, the teacher silently continued to call out the dropouts.

“…That is all. If your name was called, all stand up.”

But even if I think it’s cruel, I have no intention of stepping up and criticizing Areah Academy. The reason teachers act cruelly in a school story setting is because the world outside the school is much more brutal. They are weeding out those who can’t handle it in advance.

You may think it’s just an excuse. But can you find a better way?

To find a better way, we first need to find a way to defeat the Black Fog…

‘If it was possible, it would have been done already.’

“Oh, we meet again like this? Hi!”

Anyway, while I was sorting out my future plans one by one, the student who had stirred up controversy over the test papers sat near us and tried to talk to us, so I decided to ignore him.

But my subordinates and Ryuseong’s friends were different. They had expressions as if they were forcibly suppressing a strange curiosity and interest.

So I gently leaned my head on Ryuseong’s shoulder and whispered in his ear like the wind.

“Your friends, be careful they don’t fall for a pyramid scheme or cult…”

But before I could finish my sentence, smack. Our lips touched. I unknowingly let out a gasp and backed away a little, and Ryuseong seemed surprised by my reaction too. No, I know that what you did to me is our usual kiss, I know we’ve done it a lot so far.

‘…Am I fluttering right now…?’

I feel my face heating up without me knowing. Could this be… my body reacting so intensely that it’s strange now that I’ve acknowledged love? Damn it, the tingling feeling rises and then crashes down. How should I say it? The sense that everything has gone wrong is about to turn my insides upside down.

‘…I feel bad.’

I unknowingly got up from my seat. And before anyone could check my complexion, I smiled as if this was all planned.

“…Cassice Demillang. I was about to start the orientation, are you feeling unwell?”

“No, but I think I’ll have to leave early.”

“…Is it serious?”

I don’t know… Originally, I was going to quietly go to my room and rest, but the fact that the homeroom teacher and Ryuseong are “sincerely” “worried” about me makes me so upset that I…

‘I really want to do something bad.’

I’m good at that kind of thing, you know?

‘I just got excited over the bastard who’s going to kill me…’

It’s not a mistake that I’m laughing. I’m laughing. I walk out the door laughing. Whether or not I feel everyone staring at my back, I just walked, laughing, shoving the early leave slip into my uniform pants. I didn’t even think about where I should go. I just thought I shouldn’t be here.

The campus of Areah Academy is vast. It’s so huge that it’s like looking at a whole city.

I walked aimlessly inside it. The moisture-laden mountain breeze brushed through my hair and poked at my lungs.

Is the naturally rising feeling liberation? Is the moon fading away like it’s thirsty a feeling of nausea?

…I feel like I can’t know anything.

‘So what, fuck it. What’s important other than the fact that I decided to be a son of a bitch?’

Right, I said I was going to do good deeds. Not long ago, I said that I would do good deeds in the future as the attitude I should take in order to survive. But sorry. I’m not really sorry, but I’m going to cancel that.

How can I live as a good person?

‘When the person I love says they’re going to kill me…’

How can I pretend to be fine?

I won’t cause the destruction of the world. But I don’t want to kill my personality and cower in fear, being conscious of you.

So let’s decide like this.

‘You want to kill me? Then kill me.’

It’s not even funny. It’s stupid. My desire to live is endless, but I put a tag on myself that might be self-destructive because I don’t like the option of giving you up. But even if I die, I won’t go alone.

You’re a good person who doesn’t want to kill people. Someone who doesn’t want to kill people…

But you made an exception for me. You made up your mind to go out of your way to kill only me.

‘So I’ll sincerely acknowledge you as a worthy opponent too.’

I’ve decided what to do from now on.

I’ll love you terribly.

I’ll love you so terribly that you can kill me, 

‘And when I die, I’ll cut out your heart and take it with me.’

Because that much is mine.

You won’t be able to refuse even that…

I’m ruining all the plans I devised to live peacefully and safely right now, and I’m just choosing you.

‘Just a damn thing like you.’

I tapped on the pad and sent a message to the butler.

As I walked to the front gate, the butler was silently standing there with a different car than usual.

When he tried to support me, I pushed him away. My trust in the butler has been in tatters since the pharmacist swapped out the medicine.

“…I have rudely committed a discourtesy. I apologize.”

But even though I’m acting more like a jerk than usual, the butler seemed strangely familiar with this side of me. Yeah. Cassice Demillang was originally this kind of bastard.

‘It means I’ve been doing useless things until now.’

This happened because I tried to be good while keeping a foul-tempered guy with me anyway, right?

I sat leisurely in the back seat. And I lifted the corner of my mouth slightly.

“I’m going to see the pharmacist who bestowed me with a ‘tonic.’ I’ll give you 30 minutes.”

“…I will take you there.”

Submissive gestures without resistance or opposition. Truly natural obedience, as if limbs were moving, as if a tool was operating.

None of it was awkward. No, it was good.

So I…

‘While I’m at it, I should become the family head.’

―That’s how I came to think so easily. 

Despite knowing what it means to be the master of Demillang.

Because I don’t want to be unable to do anything with you in front of me, so I should properly gain power.

‘You could say it’s a love fight.’

Ryuseong, do you know that the reason I decided to possess all the superior power in this world is simply because of our love fight between you and me?

So you’re the one losing.

That’s what it is…


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