Academy’s Villain Professor-Chapter 188 : Chapter 188

Chapter 188: Vacation
In the first place, this was just a notification.
No matter what the head of the Legal Department said, no matter what warning he gave, it would not work on these two.
Although the head could fully understand the dean's intentions, he could not accept them.
Even if he were to commit an act that violated the regulations to catch a villain or for the safety of the citizens, in the end, it was at the request of the Association or the academy.
But this was different.
In any case, Ho-cheol would be labeled as a villain.
But conversely, it was also impossible to persuade the two.
It would only make their relationship worse.
After a meaningless argument, the head simply stated his opinion that he could not tolerate Ho-cheol acting as a villain again and then left the dean's office.
After the head had left, Ho-cheol confirmed that he had completely left the academy in his car through the window.
And only then did he turn around and say to the dean.
“So what's your real intention?”
The dean, who had been silently drinking his coffee, asked as if puzzled.
“What do you mean?”
At his nonchalant attitude, Ho-cheol let out a light scoff.
He should know who he's trying to fool.
The head, who had not clearly grasped the man known as the dean, seemed to have been moderately fooled by his nonsense.
But he was not so naive.
“We haven't just seen each other for a day or two. More than guys who have seen each other as allies for a long time, guys like us who have met as enemies and fought as if to kill each other know the other's thoughts better.”
Ho-cheol sat on the armrest of the sofa as if it were a horse's saddle.
The dean was different from usual today.
He always put people's lives first, but besides that, there was a clear and distinct line.
But today, he had been talking in such a vague and rambling way.
Ho-cheol could not easily overlook that crack.
“There's something more, isn't there? You called the head to hide it. Let's hear the main point.”
He snapped his fingers repeatedly with his thumb and middle finger.
His expression and tone were not of someone who was just guessing with a vague suspicion, but were full of conviction.
“……As expected, I can't fool you.”
The dean smiled bitterly.
In fact, he had no intention of telling him right away.
In the future, if Ho-cheol were to dig deeper into that matter, he would probably notice, and he had been thinking of subtly hinting at it then.
In any case, since it was a personal flaw, he did not want to reveal it easily, and he had hoped that it would not be revealed.
“If I’ve been caught, then I have no choice.”
The dean let out a sigh.
The emotions in his eyes were shock and hesitation.
And a little bit of fear.
To think the dean, of all people, would act like that.
At the very least, as far as Ho-cheol could remember, the dean was a steadfast man who did not even fear death.
The thing he feared most was the lives of his students.
If it wasn't that…
Ho-cheol vaguely realized the truth of the matter.
“Is a family member involved?”
“Yes.”
There was no emotion in his weak voice.
He calmly confessed his personal story.
“I have a child. You probably know.”
“Well, I've heard of it.”
He turned his head and looked out the window.
The dark clouds had gathered at some point, and the outside was dark, unfitting for the time.
“I was too busy as a hero back then, so I couldn't pay much attention to him, but even after seeing such a lacking father, he didn't go astray at all, and in fact, he grew up to be so upright and excellent that it was more than I deserved. He said he wanted to be a hero like me. And so he became a hero. A truly proud child.”
His gaze was looking at a distant memory.
A great hero, a proud son.
But now he is gone.
“It was an accident. It was a tragic accident.”
Tududuk—
Raindrops splattered on the window outside.
At some point, it had started to rain.
The rainwater flowing down the window flowed over the dean's reflection on the window, making it look as if they were his tears.
“And so he left, leaving behind only his young grandson.”
It was a tragedy in a hero's family that could have happened anywhere.
But that was not the end of it.
The real tragedy happened after that.
“That incident was just a tragic accident. It was no one's fault, just bad luck. But for a child who had lost his father at a young age, it must have been difficult to accept.”
There was no way that the child, who had suddenly lost his father, would have accepted it even if he had explained the accident.
“I was too indifferent to that young one.”
The dean let out a sigh mixed with regret.
Of course, the dean had done his best in his own way to take care of the child who was left alone.
It was just that he had not been able to fill the empty space completely.
Ho-cheol clicked his tongue as if it was a pity.
“Why? Your love for your grandson was quite famous on this side.”
The incident where the dean had lost an eye.
The battle where he had fought with his life on the line against Ho-cheol, even though he had retired as a hero, was surely…
“You lost your mind thinking your grandson had been kidnapped and tried to kill me.”
It was a trick by other villains who had been aiming for the mutual destruction of Ho-cheol and an S-rank hero.
In fact, the Ho-cheol of that time had been much more immature than now, so he had almost died from the attack where he had turned one of the dean's islands into a bomb and blown it up.
And the dean had lost an eye.
“That much wasn’t enough.”
Ho-cheol nodded his head as if in agreement.
“Normally, you can feel hatred just by a look, but surprisingly, you have to express affection or love with words. But the fact that you’re suddenly talking about your grandson…”
He stroked his chin and then clicked his tongue at a hypothesis that suddenly came to mind.
“Don’t tell me?”
“Your guess is correct. He's been going astray since he was young, and I was worried, but a few months ago, he stopped contacting me altogether. And recently, I pinpointed his location and confirmed it.”
The dean let out another sigh full of worry.
“He was seen hanging out with a villain.”
The thickened raindrops beat fiercely against the window.
Kureureung—!
Kwang—!
Lightning struck, and the room went dark.
The outside was burning red.
A tree that had been struck by lightning was blazing, and as the tree fell, it hit a utility pole.
A flash of light flew from the broken wire.
“Good grief.”
Normally, Ho-cheol would have taunted him and gently poked at his temper, but for a rare moment, he glanced at the dean.
What a hardship at his old age.
Indeed, no matter how great a hero and educator he was, raising children was another matter.
The dean slowly closed his eyes.
After parting his lips for a long time as if contemplating something, he looked at Ho-cheol again.
The dean, who had opened his eyes again, looked much older in just 10 minutes.
The characteristic composure and aura of a strong man that had made him forget his age, which had been wrapped around his entire body, had been completely worn away, and he had become just a one-eyed old man who suited his age.
“Help me.”
Right now, he was not the Bakura Saseong who had once been an S-rank hero.
Not the dean of Clington Academy either.
He was just a pitiful grandfather who was worried about his child.
Ho-cheol scratched the back of his head with a very complicated expression.
“Right. I was wondering why you even called the head and made things complicated.”
It was a way of laying the groundwork in advance, in case his grandson was caught hanging out with a villain later.
“Anyway, whether it's a hero or an educator, do they all live so complicatedly when politics are involved? It’s a scary world.”
Ho-cheol plopped down on the sofa again.
He crossed his legs leisurely and rested his chin on the back of his hand.
In fact, he had been planning to refuse this matter.
He himself felt that his condition was at its lowest, and with the doctor's warning, what kind of villain could he be?
Most importantly, it didn't seem like a very important matter.
This much, Wolf Fang could have handled sufficiently.
At least, that's what he had thought until just a moment ago.
Ho-cheol tapped his foot.
“If he’s our old man’s grandson, then he’s like my little brother.”
He had received a lot of help in many ways, after all.
Ho-cheol, who had muttered so, stood up from the sofa.
He lightly loosened his body and asked.
“If he’s like the old man in personality, he’ll probably be quite a pain in the ass, so I might have to beat him up a little. But I’ll bring him back with all his limbs attached.”
“Thank you.”
***
A secluded back alley.
Ho-cheol walked, letting out a long yawn.
“Aigoo.”
Not just his body, but also his Trait was limited to the extreme.
The problem wasn't for any other reason, but for his health, so it was actually more of a problem than right after his release.
At that time, he had quickly realized the loopholes in the control and management methods and had used his power in a limited way, but now, if he were to pull such a trick, he would be the only one to suffer.
The good thing was that he had received a 2-week vacation.
A sick leave on paper.
In fact, since there was even a doctor's diagnosis, it wasn't a lie.
The lectures on Tuesday and Thursday were not a big problem since he was just an assistant professor, but he had to find a substitute for the Monday and Friday lectures that he was solely in charge of.
Fortunately, the dean and Se-ah had agreed to take turns giving the lectures once each.
“Wow. This is exciting.”
Wolf Fang, who was standing next to Ho-cheol, his excited feelings were clearly revealed in his steps.
He didn't know how the dean had managed to persuade the head of the Legal Department, but he had borrowed Wolf Fang.
Although he had been living quite obediently recently, he was also a former executive from the same organization as Ho-cheol.
Although he was a little slow-witted, his combat power and villainous sense were more than enough to pass Ho-cheol's strict standards.
“To think I'd be wearing a villain's tag again like this.”
“I’m so annoyed I could die.”
Thanks to that, it seemed that he wouldn't have to use much of his power in this matter.
“But for a matter of this level, it would have been enough to just send me. Why did you even send the boss?”
It was a natural question for Wolf Fang, who had no idea about the dean's grandson.
“Well, isn’t it because you’re a fool?”
“That’s a harsh thing to say. Well, if the boss just coordinates the situation for me, it’s convenient for me.”
Ho-cheol asked a question that suddenly came to mind.
“Are you catching any escaped convicts these days?”
“Oof, they’ve all dried up. I need to catch more to get my sentences reduced a bit. At this rate, shouldn't there be another prison break.”
“Are you crazy?”
As they were continuing their conversation with various personal matters, the two of them stopped in front of a building.
The exterior was just a shabby bar.
Ho-cheol, who was looking back and forth between the sign and the door, asked.
“Is this it?”
“Yes, yes.”
Although Do Beom-san's villain organization was rapidly expanding its forces and accepting anyone without any major qualifications, if they were to enter in that way, they would naturally be at the very bottom, and would not be able to escape the status of a handyman.
To get a position or influence to prevent large-scale terror or crime, which was their external goal, such a conventional method would take too long.
The time given to the two was just 2 weeks, under the pretext of a vacation.
That's why the two of them had first aimed for another minor villain organization that was in a cooperative relationship with Do Beom-san's organization.
Because they needed to be of a certain weight class to exert influence or persuade them.
“Still, it’s a good thing your connections are still there.”
“Even a piece of dog poop can be used as medicine.”
The underground fighting ring where Wolf Fang had been active as a side job.
It was one of the villain organizations he had been introduced to through that connection.
They opened the door and entered.
The inside was so filled with cigarette smoke that he couldn't even see properly.
Inside the building, the gazes of the villains who were sitting around as they pleased all turned to the sudden guests.
“What are those guys?”
“Ah, aren’t those the new kids the boss was talking about?”
“Ah ah. Then…”
One of the villains with a cigarette in his mouth stood up and grinned.
“You’re our new recruits? But aren’t your necks a little too stiff? I thought you were a hero when you first came in.”
Ho-cheol's brows narrowed, and he discreetly covered the tip of his nose with his finger.
“The smell is terrible. It’s not just a cigarette, but a drug.”
“Ah, you want one too?”
The villain took the cigarette from his mouth and held it out to Ho-cheol.
But it was not a simple offer.
The lit end of the cigarette was forward, and he pushed it out as if to poke Ho-cheol's eye.
Even as the lit end was about to touch his eye, Ho-cheol did not flinch at all.
Just before it touched his eye, Wolf Fang moved first.
He grabbed the villain's forearm.
And he squeezed his hand.
Ododok—
“Kkeuaaaak—!”
As his arm broke, the hand holding the cigarette was bent in a grotesque direction.
The villain collapsed, and the other villains who had been expecting a scene of ‘scolding a stiff newcomer’ were flustered and got up, each gripping their weapons.
Looking at them, Wolf Fang bared his teeth.
His expression was openly displeased.
His greatest strength was his overwhelming sense of smell.
Its level was incomparable to that of a police dog.
Naturally, he couldn't help but be more sensitive than anyone else to such a smell of cigarettes and drugs.
It wasn't just because the smell was terrible, but because it was also a cause of dulling his Trait.
He crushed the cigarette that had fallen on the floor and declared.
“From now on, this place is a no-smoking area.”
Ho-cheol pulled a suitable chair from nearby and sat down.
In case there was anyone who might run away, he had to block the door at least.
He said shortly to Wolf Fang, who had his claws raised.
“Ah, but since they'll be our subordinates from now on, try not to cause any serious injuries.”
“I’ll try.”
Two weeks left.
Day one of vacation.
He swallowed a minor villain organization whole.