EX rank supporting role's replay in a prestigious school

Chapter 948

The next morning.

I woke up well-rested, without any dreams, or rather, I couldn’t remember any dreams.

After blinking a few times, the drowsiness disappeared, and I felt refreshed.

Although I had been forced to sleep, it seemed I had slept soundly.

Indeed, the sleep incense burner used by the mythological clan’s tigers seems to be very effective.

‘You meddled with the window again.’

To be precise, it wasn’t the window but the blinds that had been tampered with.

The manipulation of the time had shifted, but I had woken up feeling pleasantly refreshed, thanks to Baekho-gun’s efforts.

I couldn’t get angry, even if I wanted to, because of how well I had slept, all thanks to his care.

‘While I was sleeping, someone must have stood guard. Stop laughing and just go to sleep.’

Though he wasn’t in the room now, I could almost see Baekho-gun, reading my thoughts and laughing.

I checked the message window, and it seemed the juniors had fallen asleep while waiting.

If they hadn’t unexpectedly fallen asleep, they would have sent their impressions right away. But this was all Baekho-gun’s fault.

‘I’ll send it now, though.’

I quickly typed a message, apologizing for falling asleep while watching and sending my thoughts on the video.

After sending my message, I replayed Gong Cheong-hwon’s beautiful performance and the grass flute ensemble while getting ready.

It seemed like I should tell the juniors I watched it and give some feedback. It would be nice to also tell Gong Cheong-hwon, who had sung.

Gong Cheong-hwon’s singing wasn’t something you could hear easily.

Someday, this live version of "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star" might become as precious as the recitation of poetry by Je-gal Jae-geol.

I backed up the video to several storage devices and left my dorm.

The sky was still cloudy, but the weather was expected to improve before the typhoon hit.

"Yes, the weather will be fine until the typhoon arrives."

On my way to breakfast, I ran into Yeom Jun-yeol and Yong Je-geon.

Yeom Jun-yeol, as usual, was delivering the weather forecast, but today, it seemed like he had more to say.

"Like Teacher Yong Je-geon said, the typhoon will arrive soon. I have something I want to finish before it does."

Yeom Jun-yeol paused and quietly stared into my left eye.

At this time.

The change in weather.

My left eye.

Considering these things, I could guess what kind of proposal Yeom Jun-yeol had in mind.

"Once the typhoon passes, the exchange competition will begin. Don’t you think we should focus on preparations before then?"

Yeom Jun-yeol seemed to want to finish treating my left eye before the exchange competition began.

There were water-controlling dragons serving the Water King, so even if it rained, they wouldn't be completely powerless.

However, if the weather was cloudy, dragons like Yeom Jun-yeol wouldn’t be able to use their full strength, so it would be more efficient to finish the treatment on a clear day.

Even though we were in training, it would be better to take advantage of the good weather and finish it while we had the chance.

As I wavered, thinking about how my treatment could help other shamans, Yong Je-geon delivered the final blow.

"And soon, they’ll be selecting an interim Green Shaman, right? The weather is perfect for it, don’t you think?"

When I heard "interim Green Shaman," I could no longer object.

Watching Hwang Ji-ho happily chat about this, I couldn’t help but think that seeing Baekho-gun get scolded would be a bit satisfying.

"The dragon is making interesting thoughts, but he isn’t speaking."

I briefly imagined how Yong Je-geon would react if he found out about the true name, and his fascination was easy to picture.

He would surely use his unique style of persuasion to pry into my thoughts.

‘But if that happens, I’ll have to reveal everything about the nightmare too. I can’t just casually reveal my true name or divine protection.’

I decided to keep the truth about the divine protection under wraps for now.

If Baekho-gun was reading my thoughts right now, I’d probably be at ease, though I wasn’t sure if he was awake.

It was a bit of a regret that I didn’t get to see Baekho-gun being grilled by Hwang Ji-ho or Yong Je-geon.

I hid my thoughts and asked Yong Je-geon.

"Now that we’ve suddenly arranged the Green Shaman succession ceremony, do you think it will be alright?"

"Don't worry. We can handle it. Depending on the weather that day, it will be fine."

Considering Oh Hye-ji’s personality, I realized she had likely planned her summer vacation around other matters, so I felt bad that everything had been shifted to accommodate the succession ceremony.

I didn’t care about Ju Su-gyeom’s role in all this.

Logically speaking, he didn’t need to be at the ceremony.

But, this assumption didn’t hold true.

Suddenly, Ju Su-gyeom, who had been busy, was there.

Accompanied by no secretary, he looked as composed as ever.

Although I knew how difficult it was for Ju Su-gyeom to attend without the ability to send avatars like Hwang Ji-ho, I wasn’t too pleased about it.

"Hello, you’ve come despite being so busy."

"Someone should be here to take care of things. I couldn’t trust any other members of the Oh family."

The misfortune the Oh family had been carrying was handled in secrecy within the Ju-O group.

Very few people within the Oh family knew the true circumstances.

It contrasted with how much the dragon tribe knew about the situation, including Yeom Jun-yeol.

‘That said, I couldn’t have left the role of protector to Ju Su-gyeom. This is difficult.’

Though I understood it logically, I couldn’t feel at ease thinking about the complex situation Oh Hye-ji was in.

Then, Ju Su-gyeom’s gaze fell on Hwang Ji-ho.

It seemed he hadn’t expected anyone else to be here.

"Hwang Myung Group...?"

"I’m Joid-shin’s protector."

No one had asked for this protector role, but Hwang Ji-ho answered freely.

Hwang Ji-ho didn’t say much else, but Ju Su-gyeom glanced at him and seemed to understand everything.

I wondered how much he knew, but if he had the deduction skills and information of someone like Ju Su-gyeom, I was sure he had pieced everything together.

As a high-ranking official in the Ju-O group, Ju Su-gyeom would naturally know that the dragon tribe was at the heart of the Hwang Myung Group, but Hwang Ji-ho had carelessly dropped the clue.

No matter what, it was clear that Hwang Ji-ho had no intention of hiding the truth from Ju Su-gyeom.

"You’ve come. Everyone, come on in."

A soft voice came from the hallway as yellow clouds billowed out.

Through the clouds, the Yellow Dragon and the Cloud Dragons appeared.

And behind the Yellow Dragon stood Oh Hye-ji, dressed in green shaman attire.