Chapter 200

Chapter 200

Thus School Ghost Story

The underworld messenger rolled eyeballs ttororok.

Cold sweat together.

The expression X bonus.

‘Surely not already did the matter?’

[······.]

My expression also began rotting accordingly.

‘Why can’t answer?’

[Uh···, hmm···, that······.]

‘Eok!’

I grabbed the back of the neck.

‘Should have gone to find Yerin!’

Yerin attends our school kindergarten.

Thanks to obtaining the vermilion bird the god of purification and escaping misfortune prevention pain.

‘By now kindergarten kids nap time too.’

Ha, nap time······.

Somehow a word coming reality.

Anyway.

The reason I necessarily pointed Yerin has a corner believed.

‘Even if Yerin doesn’t believe dreams the vermilion bird different.’

If vermilion bird the underworld messenger goes immediately startled and buries the head on the floor from the start?

Would urge Yerin piyaking as if breath failing.

‘Somehow would have brought the owner this far.’

[Correct······.]

The underworld messenger obediently nodded.

[Then go to Yerin immediately.]

‘How the cleanup?’

[Ah, correct. ···Tsk.]

The underworld messenger smiled awkwardly.

[No good method?]

‘Why asking me that?’

[With my head that the limit.]

‘Eok!’

I grabbed the back of the neck once more.

‘You started the matter, why cleanup my share?’

[Keuheum, did to help, to help.]

‘······See.’

Tried to do well in own way, what to do.

Even if beating with temper the already occurred matter doesn’t become not occurred.

‘Matter started with dream, cover with dream.’

[Oh?]

‘Originally when sleeping and waking the memory of dreaming becomes blurry.’

[Right!]

‘One nap put to sleep, nothing can’t put to sleep twice?’

[Correct!]

‘Go.’

[Good! Will go and come!]

The underworld messenger runs excitedly.

I shouted at the back of the head of the underworld messenger going away.

‘Don’t put even Yerin to sleep!’

[Yes yes!]

The underworld messenger raised thumbs with both hands.

[Indeed our kid the best!]

What?

Popped with the same expression as Secretary Kim.

······Illusion?

‘······.’

Suddenly curious.

‘The dream the underworld messenger scattered at the school earlier.’

What content?

Somehow feeling ominous.

‘Well, no matter?’

Whatever.

‘That much will clean up well itself.’

* * *

The classroom the underworld messenger swept through once.

Except 1st grade who left school the remaining grades turned upside down.

From elementary students to middle school students, high school students.

“These guys, not coming to senses?”

Bang!

The homeroom teacher struck the teacher’s desk with the attendance book.

“Huk!”

Kids dozing continuously startled as a group and came to senses.

“Even if spring okay dozing during class time?”

“Sorry.”

Students all with very flustered faces didn’t know what to do.

Class president and model students who never dozed during class time even once.

They coughed clearing throat with particularly reddened faces.

“Keuheup, dozed blink······.”

“Slept as if possessed. What?”

“Not even possessed by ghost······.”

As kids murmured the homeroom teacher struck the teacher’s desk consecutively bang bang with the attendance book.

“Until when talk? Not looking at textbook?”

“Looking!”

“Looking!”

Students simultaneously lowered heads.

But someone sitting in the very back row muttered small.

“Wow, dreaming dragon dream like this······.”

Fire caught on the fuse.

“What, you too?”

“I also dreamed dragon dream!”

“Me too me too!”

Kids looked at each other with surprised expressions.

Somehow class secondary.

“What dragon coming out from the trash incinerator?”

“That golden dragon, not holding money bundles instead of wish-fulfilling jewel?”

“Correct! 2:8 parting and wearing stone rings on each toe.”

“I first saw the dragon wearing sunglasses and flower pattern shirt.”

“The loan bag held at the side somehow annoying?”

The more exchanging words.

Students couldn’t erase the thought dreamed the same dream.

“Wow, what all this matter?”

“No matter how thinking too amazing?”

“That dragon, even talked to me.”

“To me too!”

Students muttered as if possessed.

Like reciting prayer.

“Will bestow the blessing of windfall to the first come first served 1 person.”

“Kim Jung-bae’s diamond ring, or housing lottery, that the problem!”

Spitting the same words mutually, eyes enlarged simultaneously.

The homeroom teacher also muttered blankly.

“This works?”

Kids also half spirit gone muttering the same.

“Sooooorm!”

“Dreaming the same dream as a group, possible matter!”

“What Kim Jung-bae’s diamond ring again?”

“No way such comes out from the school trash incinerator.”

“Then indeed housing lottery?”

Housing lottery 1st prize money 10 million won!

Heard Gangnam apartment prices rose so much these days.

Even if apartment unreasonable money enough to buy one shanty house and remain.

Someone stood up with a whoosh.

“Teacher, I urgent poop! Will go to the bathroom!”

Class kids also noticed.

Without distinction you me raised hands and stood up with a whoosh.

“Me too!”

“Me health room!”

“Will go and come like wind!”

Everyone body heated thinking of running to the trash incinerator.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The homeroom teacher struck the teacher’s desk with the attendance book.

“All movement prohibited! Class time. Want to receive group reprimand?”

Class kids quickly sat back in seats.

The homeroom teacher cleared the throat.

“Hmm hmm, everyone solve the practice problems on the next page.”

“Suddenly practice problems?”

“Teacher will briefly go to the bathroom.”

Material desire overflowing in the homeroom teacher’s eyes too.

Anyway nothing to lose!

By any chance know.

Whether the golden dragon really bestows the blessing of windfall.

Heard until ears hurt anecdotes of dreaming effective dreams and winning housing lottery 1st prize.

Rattle. Tak.

When the homeroom teacher opened the classroom door.

Met eyes with the next class homeroom teacher who also burst out the door the same.

“By any chance?”

“Surely?”

From that next class too,

From other classes beyond that too,

People continuously popping out opening classroom doors.

“This!”

Tadadak.

Footstep sounds sprinting riding the stairs not one or two.

Then.

Swiiik.

A transparent black form passed like smoke.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.

Without distinction you me collapsed and slept.

Teachers who came out to the hallway of course even students remaining in the classroom all.

“Dreureong······.”

“Kuul······.”

The principal no exception either.

The principal who fainted and slept lying in the flower bed holding a trowel unconsciously scratched the side and turned over.

“Hmmnya, my lottery······.”

What tightly hugging precious the watering can.

* * *

Rustle rustle.

Displeasing.

Not only this situation rummaging trash, or the necklace not even showing one nose no matter how searching.

Go Jaeyeong’s gaze following me from earlier.

Persistent yet strangely softly sticky uncomfortable like a thorn caught in the throat.

“Who uses eyes, nose, mouth so?”

“Then how use?”

“Concentrate on the iron door. Not me.”

“Hmm.”

This one ate something wrong?

“Why your expression like this?”

“What my expression?”

“Strange.”

Where did all the thorns sharply raising until earlier go?

Cat-like eyes gently released.

Looks languid exactly like drunk.

“You also strange the same?”

“What?”

“Not like a boy my age.”

Flustered.

Looking into this woman had quite sharp corners.

Insight also, observation also, intuition also top class.

“Mature, leisurely, calm, sharp. Hmm, what··· atmosphere quite unique.”

Surely······.

“By any chance uncle vibe full from me?”

“Uncle vibe?”

“Asking like uncle?”

“Not even oppa immediately uncle?”

Go Jaeyeong smiled.

Eye smile with tear mole standing out.

“Hmm, words become so? Definitely for oppa······.”

Damn, ruined.

“Why grandfather picked you as my guardian slightly, very little, vaguely seem to know.”

Go Jaeyeong smiled fiddling the handkerchief I tied.

Eye smile languid as if melting.

Somehow new feeling at the expression forgotten for long.

“Ya, you don’t smile so.”

“Why?”

“When you smile so necessarily······.”

Was hurting a lot.

When mental strength ends fainted like a doll with string cut.

“Why stopping words midway? By any chance fluttered?”

“Where thrusting? No way?”

“Puhup, ahahaha.”

Go Jaeyeong laughed refreshingly.

Looking like this not particularly seeming hurt.

······Saw wrong?

“Don’t worry. You’re not my style.”

“That quite fortunate.”

“I like men stronger and more competent than me. So you not applicable.”

Eye smile deepened more.

“Moreover you uselessly too excessively handsome. Grandfather said not even associate with men doing face value. So another dropout.”

The form leaning the back of the head on the iron door not ordinary.

I hardened the expression without knowing.

“Go Jaeyeong, your face red.”

“Me?”

“Hurting a lot?”

“Ah, hand? Said okay.”

You always only saying okay.

Like a person determined to pretend strong even if dying, not bend even if break.

Walked stride stride toward Go Jaeyeong.

“I really okay······.”

“In my view not okay at all.”

Go Jaeyeong sitting leaning on the iron door looked up at me with languidly released eyes.

Tried to bring a hand to Go Jaeyeong’s forehead and paused.

Hand dirtied searching trash.

“······.”

Rude touching a girl’s face with such hand.

‘No choice.’

Took one more step and bent the waist.

Instantly face and face close.

Go Jaeyeong’s languidly released eyes instantly became round.

Eyes enlarged like a surprised cat.

“W, wait······!”

“Yes. Brief enough.”

“Heup······!”

Tuk.

Forehead and forehead touched.

“You, you now······!”

“Stay still.”

Indeed knew would be so.

“You have fever.”

“······!”

“This level not mild fever. Quite severe.”

Straightened the waist again.

The distance breath fluttering at the tip of the nose instantly far.

“If go out from here have to go to the hospital immediately.”

Looked down at Go Jaeyeong.

Bright red face, lips dry and cracked.

“Your state now not very good. Antipyretic essential, maybe have to consider even IV.”

The hand roughly wrapped with handkerchief trembling thinly.

“That hand also have to receive treatment.”

“······.”

“Go Jaeyeong, listening?”

“······.”

Kicked the tip of Go Jaeyeong’s shoe with the trash tongs tuk tuk.

Only then Go Jaeyeong came to senses.

“Uh······?”

“Continuously not using eyes, nose, mouth properly from earlier?”

“Uh······!”

Go Jaeyeong with ears reddened turned the head with a whoosh.

Shouted largely sticking ears tightly to the trash incinerator iron door.

“Person locked here! Please open the door!”

Wondered why this one suddenly like this.

Definitely footstep sound heard beyond the iron door.

“Trash incinerator door locked! Person locked here! Please help!”

Go Jaeyeong looked back at me and nodded the head.

Eye smile again!

This quite habitual?

“How? Used eyes, nose, mouth properly this time?”

“Yes.”

“Then once more?”

“Enough. Will count as mission complete.”

“Even door not opened yet?”

“There person who will open the door coming.”

Dadadadada.

Footsteps running this way light yet urgent.

“Coming soon aa!”

A cute voice.

The transparent red vermilion bird crying piyak piyak bonus.

“Yerin.”

“Yerin?”

Go Jaeyeong tilted the head.

“Known kid?”

“You also know seeing. At our house last time.”

“That extremely pretty kid shaped cutely like a doll?”

“Yes.”

Jingle jingle. Click.

The iron door creaked open.

Long soft hair flowed down like waves between the opened door.

Yerin poked the head out.

As soon as met eyes with me smiles softly.

“Hehehe, Yerin came!”

Yerin opened the door wide with a very proud face.

“Oppa, come out quickly. Trash dirty, dirty!”

“Yerin.”

“I came extremely fast? Not late?”

“Yes. Good.”

“Received praise aaa······.”

I approached Yerin stride.

“Sorry disturbing nap time.”

“Okay. Anyway dreamed oppa’s dream and wanted to see extremely.”

“My dream?”

“Yes. Extremely splendid dragon dream.”

Dragon dream?

What correlation with me on earth.

“Too amazing no matter looking this way that way exactly oppa’s dream? Hehehe.”

Underworld messenger, what dream on earth you scattered and went around?

“Uh?”

Yerin opened eyes round.

“That unnie, collapsing!”

What?

Looking back saw Go Jaeyeong collapsing on the floor.

Reflexively ran and held.