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A special exhibition prepared by Class 2-0 — Professor Jegal’s 3D Photobook.

They rented the entire gym in the sophomore area.

Even if all sophomores of Eungwang High held physical education classes at the same time, they installed walls and floors in the spacious gym, which was a good facility for convention events.

In this vast venue, a huge statue of Jegal was looking down at visitors, and numerous Jegals were walking around through holograms.

‘There’s a class held by Jegal, tea time with Jegal, picnic with Jegal, ridding an air shuttle driven by Jegal!’

Several scenarios of Jegal were displayed.

Among the visitors, Jegal’s fans wandered around the venue as if they were enchanted, while the non-fans seemed tired of the weirdness of Class 2-0 who used their skills and talent to showcase their fanship for Jegal.

And among Jegal’s fans…

Hong Gyubin, Jegal’s most pathetic first student, was confronting Class 2-0.

“Where the hell did he get an invitation?!”

“Gah, I think I handed someone two invitations by mistake.”

Hong Gyubin smiled with superiority while Geum Chansol and Wang Chansol exclaimed in annoyance.

Hong Gyubin secured so many invitations because of the lapses of the Year Two sunbae-jerks.

Their class strongly urged me to give them invitations and preferential tickets to our class screening, and I exchanged them for invitation tickets for the photo book.

Since the number of seniors in Class Two was higher than in our class, all the extra tickets I got went to Hong Gyubin.

“There’s no merit for us at all even if we compete. What can you bet for Professor Jegal’s giant statue?”

Instead of the duo, Yeom Garam of the theatre club responded.

Then, as if he was waiting, Hong Gyubin projected something as if he had been waiting.

“Gasp…!”

“T-that photo…!”

The hologram was full of photos of young Jegal.

Hong Gyubin has photos of Jegal in his early 20’s!

Looking closely, it looks like there were some pictures of Jegal in college too.

“Hey! What’s going on? You said Jegal-ssaem doesn’t have photos of his school days!”

“Gah, WangChan was just incompetent so they couldn’t get these!”

Class 2-0 began to scold the duo.

Jung Haeon quickly took photos of the hologram projected by Hong Gyubin, but she clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction with the quality of the pictures.

Hong Gyubin seems to be hiding more pictures.

“Should we tackle him?”

“No. We can’t use this sacred space full of Professor Jegal to fight a pathetic man!”

I think they’re already fighting though.

However, the seniors who couldn’t give up on photos of Jegal when he was in school, started negotiations.

“How are we going to compete?”

“It’s simple. From now on, I will point out the huge problems of this photobook. You guys win if you can explain. If you don’t do well, then I win.”

Why are they betting on that?

As expected, games played by pathetic people are different.

Geum Chansol shouted out loud as if his ego was scratched by Hong Gyubin’s words.

“Problems? There’s nothing like that here!”

“If you think so, then you can say that you won.”

Hong Gyubin’s attitude was confident, but so was Class 2-0’s.

Then, the sunbae-jerks began a strategy meeting.

“Worst case scenario is we’ll make a super giant Professor Jegal again, but we can’t give up on the college pictures! And there’s no way we’ll lose!”

“That’s true. There’s no way our photobook is defective. Our model is a model!”

“Yeah. No matter what nonsense that pathetic first student says, he’ll shut up once Jegal-ssaem’s name is mentioned.”

As the Class Zero seniors said, the size, facilities, layout, and the photobook’s model himself are flawless.

Is there really a flaw in this space where my playable character is the protagonist?

The competition soon began.

“The newspaper department is here so let’s make them our witnesses!”

“Yeah, Euishin is reliable.”

I happened to be dragged into this lame game.

Hwang Jiho watched the situation with sparkling eyes.

Since he’s enjoying himself that much, I’ll leave the Class 2-0 article to Hwang Jiho.

As everyone watched, Hong Gyubin began to speak.

“The biggest problem with this exhibition is that… the main character, Professor Jegal, is absent.”

“…!”

The seniors looked shocked.

No one could refute it.

It’s been a long time since Hong Gyubin arrived, but Jegal was away all along, and his face was not seen at all even before this lame competition.

They can’t make an excuse that Jegal was just away for a while.

I also agreed with Hong Gyubin.

Photos, videos, figures, and holograms of Jegal weren’t as good as in real life.

While preparing for the festival, I collected pictures and videos of Olmu, but no matter how much I looked at them, they fell short of my angel’s essence.

“I’ll come pick up the professor’s statue after the festival.”

“Argh!”

“Does it feel good winning against kids?”

“I’m an adult myself, so I’ll grace you guys with some pictures of the professor.”

Baited by some photos, the seniors changed their postures.

Geum Chansol and Wang Chansol bowed to Hong Gyubin.

“We’re all Professor Jegal’s students, so I guess we have a senior-junior relationship, sir. Shall we call you Gyubin sunbaenim?”

“We’ve always felt that you are a big-hearted adult, Gyubin sunbaenim! But can you give us all the pictures?”

“I’ll think about it.”

Hong Gyubin must’ve been calculating from the beginning that he wouldn’t endure long in this space.

I thought he was counting his eggs before they hatched when he said he’d secure the statue, but it seems like he had a concrete plan.

Watching Hong Gyubin play like a senior in front of the Class Two sunbae-jerks made me realize his expertise.

While the Class 2-0 seniors were trying to appease Hong Gyubin, the latter talked to me.

“Thanks, Euishin-ah. Thanks to you, I got to go to a nice place and get nice things.”

Hong Gyubin looked very happy.

Employee Jung, a huge fan of a former player from Eungwang High, got into an accident while walking around the venue, but he was just laughing even though Deputy Manager Yoon grabbed him by the ear.

The timing was right, so I decided to make Hong Gyubin work.

“I have a favor to ask of you.:

“I see it’s about work. I wanted to enjoy today’s festival Euishin-ah, but…”

Hong Gyubin breathed in.

While he was hesitating, I decided to say what I had to say.

“Yes, if you enjoy the festival during the day and work at night, I think you can make it before the opening of the association booth tomorrow.”

“…”

After handing over the pile of work to Hong Gyubin while he was still refreshed by the Jegal exhibit, I decided to move to the next area.

“You seem to have enjoyed the photobook quite a lot, Jo Euishin… you must be a fan of Jegal too.”

My playable character is the center of the exhibit, so it’s only natural.

The next destination was similar.

“I’ve been waiting, Euishin-ah.”

In front of Class 2-1.

In the middle of a long waiting line, Yeom Junyeol came to meet me when I handed a preferential ticket.

Yeom Junyeol also spoke to Hwang Jiho as a senior.

“J-Jiho is here too. Welcome.”

I was proud of Yeom Junyeol for doing his best to treat the old man as a junior even though he already knew his identity.

After greeting Hwang Jiho awkwardly…

“I thought maybe you wouldn’t come.”

“Huh?”

“That guy is in our class.”

Oh.

Gye Idam.

It was a little unpleasant, but I couldn’t have broken my promise to my student because of that bastard.

Anyway, thanks to the preferential ticket, we were able to come in without waiting in line.

‘It’s full of stars…!’

As soon as the classroom door opened, stars seemed to pour over my head.

The ceiling of the classroom, which was expanded several times through space distortion, had turned into a beautiful night sky.

The festival exhibition prepared by Class 2-1 was a planetarium.

“How nice.”

The planetarium was so well-put that it impressed Hwang Jiho.

The classroom was divided to explain celestial bodies and constellations by season, and even the explanations were faithful and aesthetically pleasing.

Walking around the classroom made me feel like swimming among the stars in the night sky.

“The celestial bodies are well-composed.”

“Dongha was in charge of the layout. It was organized in consideration of the field of view and movements of visitors. It’s just like Dongha, right?”

“Did Cheon Dongha suggest making a planetarium?”

Yeom Junyeol shook his head.

“I’m the one who suggested it. The person I respect has an alias symbolizing the stars. I thought I might know him better if I understand stars.”

I tried to think of people from the Red Lion Team or the Dragon Clan related to stars, but when I saw Hwang Jiho and Yeom Junyeol staring at me, I realized it.

Yeom Junyeol suggested making a planetarium because of Nameless Supernova!

I felt a bit shy and my footsteps quickened, and I heard Hwang Jiho laughing at me from behind.

He only stopped laughing when he found another head of a clan.

“I envy Cheongryong-nim…”

“True…”

It was Cheongryong and the Dragon Clan.

They were in front of the Dongbangchilsu which represents Cheongryong.

Cheongryong was reading the explanation several times with a face full of emotions.

“He came about an hour ago… and he’s still there. I’m glad he seems to like it.”

Yeom Junyeol smiled, unbothered by the other dragons.

It is said that they made the area in front empty as they anticipated this behavior from Cheongryong.

Cheonryong didn’t seem to have any intention of leaving.

“I need to enjoy this to the fullest since our Junyeol-ie prepared it.”

Perhaps Cheongryong thinks that Yeom Junyeol prepared the planetarium for him.

Anyway, there’s no lie since Cheongryong’s constellation is also here.

We left the planetarium behind after appreciating all four directions — Baekho, Cheongryong, Hyeonmu, and Jujak.

“You still have a preferential ticket, right? You should come again. You won’t get tired of changing the color of the lights and constellations little by little. Oh, we’ll be playing a star-themed documentary tomorrow so you should come by and watch.”

I promised Yeom Junyeol that I’d come if I had the time.

After parting ways with Yeom Junyeol, Hwang Jiho threw some words.

“The meaning of a supernova isn’t very good.”

A supernova is a star that emits light 10,000 times stronger than other stars.

But supernova refers to exploding stars.

Despite it meaning a star’s final moment, I liked the alias.

‘Some say that the explosion of a supernova contributes to the birth of a new star.’

I continued to cover the sophomore district, listening to what Hwang Jiho was saying.

They weren’t as impactful as Class One or Zero, but I could see that they prepared hard for the festival.

In particular, the restaurant specializing in direct fire prepared by Ma Jinseung and Class 8 was quite impressive.

Ma Jinseung, who wasn’t good at handling fire, was doing his best.

The food was cooked late because it couldn’t handle high heat so there were a lot of complaints, but the taste of the sausage cooked over a gentle fire.

When we were about to proceed to move around the sophomore area again.

“Let’s go to the central area, Jo Euishin.”

“I was thinking about going to the third year or first area next since we already visited the central area.”

Hwang Jiho had a slightly serious face.

“One visitor went missing during the library tour.”

Missing in that huge labyrinth of a library.

I was willing to help if needed and I’ll do whatever I can, but something felt weird.

Why is Hwang Jiho telling me this?

“The missing person is close to your friend, so I decided to let you know. My benefactor is secretive, but I’m not like that.”

Hwang Jiho replied as if he read my mind.

The missing person is related to my friend?

Candidates floated in my mind.

Finally, Hwang Jiho added.

“The person’s related to Joo Soohyuk.”