Chapter 175 - Chapter 173: Episode 173
The zombie movie looked fun enough, but thanks to Jung Su-yeon, I couldn't focus on it at all.
Student Council President. I really want to crack your skull open right now.
'This bastard... I can see why this bitch has no friends...'
I could vaguely understand why she was called a loser bitch despite being the Student Council President.
Her behavior just didn't match her appearance, her abilities, or the authority she held.
If Jung Su-yeon had just kept her mouth shut and acted normally, she probably would have been incredibly popular.
She had a beautiful appearance, with light purple eyes and hair that captivated everyone.
And her ability as a Hunter was outstanding—enough to be the top entrant and Student Council President of the National Hunter Academy.
She had specs that would hold up anywhere, but
paradoxically, she had massive character flaws that completely ruined them.
I think if it weren't for the Mak'gora duel rule at the National Hunter Academy—where if you don't accept the election results,
the winner of the fight becomes the Student Council President—Jung Su-yeon probably never would have held the position.
'so if you can't accept the election results, you can just duel...? Then why even hold an election...?
Just let the person who fights the best be the Student Council President from the start....
...Ah, right. But someone said Jung Su-yeon was the only one who used that rule recently....
Someone said she dug up some ancient, dead rule and ended up becoming the Student Council President....
That means in most cases, people accept the election results and admit defeat, but Jung Su-yeon....
Haa..., I want to go home and rest.... Fucking hell..., Ahn Min-seo. You absolutely have to acknowledge my suffering...'
What kind of suffering is this, getting caught up in Ahn Min-seo's revenge plot...,
I suppressed the urge to bolt home, over and over again.
Jung Su-yeon was a massive bundle of flaws, making her partner mentally exhausted less than 2 hours into the date,
and desperate to go home.
'...Min-seo, when does this end.... A date with Jung Su-yeon is so hard.... It's as hard as getting gang-raped by the Holy Sword Department...'
Ahn Min-seo had said that according to the plan, I had to receive a proposal from her.
But to do that, I had to wait until evening....
I felt like I was going to go crazy because I didn't want to be on this date at all.
After the movie, we went to eat lunch.
Perhaps because she wanted to eat lightly for the dinner banquet that would come later, we grabbed sweets at a dessert shop.
After eating some sweet, whipped cream-based dessert, the sugar rush hit my head and my mood improved a little.
The dessert shop also doubled as a cat cafe, so I had a moment of healing while petting the cats rubbing against my legs.
After lunch, we took a light walk in a nearby park,
and here too, Jung Su-yeon just kept chattering away by herself.
She mostly talked about politics, ideology, religion, and philosophy.
I kept answering "Yes, yeees..." while listening with one ear and letting it out the other, mostly thinking about other things.
"I don't like communism, but there is one saying that is persuasive: 'Religion is the opium of the people.' It's exactly like that. Gods should be seen as partners we trade with, not beings to be blindly followed. We believe in them because they heal us with Divine Power. Why should we believe in gods that can't do that? That's truly an unfair contract! It's a kind of cult or pyramid scheme that brainwashes people by targeting times when humans are psychologically weak. Honestly, what's the difference between a cult or pyramid scheme and huge religious sects!"
"Yes, yeees...."
"They are actually just coveting money and power by using the pyramid scheme called religion. Humans must believe in themselves and move forward; they shouldn't be swayed by such greedy religions. They are devils who make money by exploiting the loneliness, despair, and weakness that every human inevitably has. Everyone gets lonely, tired, and exhausted depending on the situation. They are exploiting that. Any religion that cannot use Divine Power to perform healing right in front of your eyes and show miracles frequently and often is a scam. It's not worth believing in at all. They are all trash-like parasites that suck the blood and sweat of the people."
"Yes, yeees.... President...."
'What would you have done if I happened to be a believer of some religion while you were saying that...?'
The Student Council President's statement defined all religions that couldn't show Divine Power as enemies.
Of course, that makes sense, given that this world has religions that actually wield Divine Power.
"Phew..., my small, cute, and precious fiancé. I'm so glad you understand my heart like this.... Hohoho."
'No..., I don't understand at all....'
"Yes, yeees.... Hehehe...."
The walk in the park ended while listening to Student Council President Jung Su-yeon's long speech.
By the time it was evening and the surroundings had darkened, we headed to a high-end restaurant for our dinner banquet.
This place she had reserved in advance was a 3-star restaurant that operated strictly by reservation only.
-Vroom!-
"Oh. President. You know how to drive?"
"Huhu. Of course, fiancé. This much is basic. Ohohoho."
The President showed off the two-seater high-end sports car that her mom, a successful Hunter, had bought for her.
It seemed she had driven it quite a bit, so she was actually a good driver, except for the fact that she drove recklessly.
However, I was one of those people who absolutely hated reckless driving and cutting people off.
'...Ah, I feel nauseous.... Fuck, if you're going to drive, please have some consideration for the person riding with you....'
"Pre, President..., ugh..., please..., slow down..., please..., ugh...."
"...Eh? This is going slowly.... Fiancé. Try enjoying it a bit. Isn't it fun and thrilling? Ah, fuck. Why is that bastard driving in the first lane while going so fucking slow? Right up their ass..., Fiancé. Do you see now? I'm not hitting them by a centimeter. Ah. Hehe. Since I'm sticking right behind, they got scared and moved to the second lane. Keke. This is the taste of driving. Retarded bitch. Don't pull your cheap car into the first lane."
Cutting people off by switching lanes back and forth frequently was dangerous and rude, and it was a disgusting way to drive if the passenger hated it.
Some people might like it, calling it thrilling..., but if you want to enjoy thrills while driving, you should go to a racing track in the first place....
Why do you drive while causing trouble for others and making the passenger feel like they're going to vomit, is what I'm saying.
Once we arrived at the reserved restaurant, Jung Su-yeon's reckless driving ended.
"Fiancé. I'm super good at driving, right? Whoosh, whoosh, I overtook all the cars in front of me~! Hahaha."
"Ugh..., I think I'm going to vomit.... My stomach is nauseous, so I don't feel good.... Ugh...."
"Oh my, it seems my fiancé isn't used to sports cars yet. It's okay. If you ride with me often, you'll get used to it."
'...That's not it, you bitch. It's because your driving style is fucking terrible....'
The saying that there are things you must make your spouse do when choosing them was never wrong.
Making them drive, making them gamble, and making them drink alcohol. Plus, difficult trips and unexpected situations.
It seems it's because you can quickly see the true nature of that person.
In that sense, Jung Su-yeon failed and was disqualified in the driving category.
Holding my nauseous stomach, I sat in the reserved seat at the restaurant and waited.
After a little while, an aperitif to stimulate the appetite before the course meal and a simple oyster dish came out, so I ate them.
After that, I ate hors d'oeuvres and appetizers, which were side dishes to the wine Jung Su-yeon ordered.
The hors d'oeuvres and appetizers were also high-end, featuring dishes cooked with small amounts of caviar, truffles, shark fin, foie gras, and the like.
'...It is delicious, though....'
It was better than before, and even though my stomach was still slightly nauseous, the food tasted delicious....
If I were in a normal state, I might have been eating it while saying "So fucking delicious!!!"
'Hmm, the quality itself is definitely a cut above the Academy cafeteria.'
No matter how high-end the National Hunter Academy cafeteria was, with tons of money poured into it, a buffet was ultimately a buffet.
There was inevitably some aspect where it was hard to put a lot of sincerity and effort into each and every dish.
Starting with the hors d'oeuvres, soup containing seafood including clams and shrimp,
a salad with whole lobster meat,
the first main dish of grilled fish,
a pickled olive dish as a palate cleanser,
the second main dish of steamed meat,
another delicious salad,
and finally, the third main dish of wine-marinated veal came out.
'...Wow, is this a full course..., and it's not even over yet....'
At the end, bite-sized cheese came out,
followed by a glass of alcohol to help with digestion,
then I chose the first dessert,
and after eating it all, I chose the second dessert,
and finally, tea or coffee.