The S-classes that I Raised

Ch 10: Horned Flame Lion (1)

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<Horned Flame Lion「¹」(1)>

After exchanging cell phone numbers with future SS-Rank skill owner Yoo Myeongwoo, we parted ways. Getting him accepted as a member of Haeyeon Guild was a problem, so should I insist to Yoohyun that I could feel something great from Yoo Myeonwoo.

When I returned to Haeyeon Guild, a rumor or something must have spread because people were sending gazes filled with curiosity my way.

“That person is Guild Leader’s hyung?”

“This is my first time seeing him! But they don’t really look similar.”

“Excuse me, Guild Leader’s hyung! Are you really F-Rank?”

They sure had a lot to say. Looking around, more than half had come out to look at me, but it was the weekend so why don’t you all go home and rest.

“Yes, I’m F-Rank, please get out of my way.”

Go away, you people. Besides people on duty, all of you go home.

But, maybe because I didn’t make much trouble in this point in time, there weren’t any gazes filled with killing or cursing intent.

When I started being called trash in earnest was half a year later, after Awakening Centers appeared and I Awakened.

As soon as it was announced that Awakening Centers had opened, several people had come looking for me. They had greatly anticipated me, who had an S-Rank Awakened dongsaeng, and coaxed me, and carrying their support, I had boldly gone to the first day of the Awakening Centers’ opening and Awakened.

And then, well, the result was F-Rank, obviously.

At that time, there had been a lot of journalists there, and there had been tabloids like ‘S-Rank’s brother is also S-Rank?!’…… After that… I had been severely criticized, attacked to death, the guys who supported me had defied the contracts and I had amassed a lot of debt……

Setting aside debt, thinking about the criticism even now made me feel wronged. Did I ask for the articles to be written, they’re the ones who had made a fuss on their own, so why criticize me. Don’t attack me, attack the trash journalists, sh*t.

Thinking of the past events or future events made me feel like crying so I walked faster. I felt dejected, fuck. Even if I didn’t do anything else, I was going to take revenge on those trash journalists. If it weren’t for those events, my life would have been about half as less ruined.

Especially, Kim Seungjoon, Bak Haeshin. Two bastards I would never be able to forget. They took my interviews and distorted my words, just wait you aggro-pulling bastards.

Grinding my teeth, I went up the elevator. You had to get checked at the 10th floor and go to the portal room and once again get your identity checked, before you could go through the portal into Yoohyun’s house. It was annoying to I’ll move to the employee lodgings.

‘So just where is my room.’

Yesterday, I was moved by the huge TV, and fell asleep watching soccer「²」 on the sofa that was comfier than a bed. The soccer was so fun.

Maybe because athletes had good physical conditions, there were a lot who Awakened as E-Rank or higher. In the end, they retired one by one, and now just so-so athletes remained, whether it was soccer or basketball or baseball. Stats E-Rank and higher weren’t regular people, so they couldn’t play in matches.