Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

“‘This Gwangrim is meant to be used at times like this!’”

Gwak Gyeong-gu took to the frontline, activating the 100-second grace period of Gwangrim, which allowed for self-recovery.

But there was one overlooked fact.

Time inside the barrier flowed slower than it felt.

So even if it felt like 24 hours had passed, in reality, less time had elapsed, and midnight had not come, meaning Gwangrim had not reset.

The student council had realized this and announced it to the students via the school broadcast, but most had already used up all their available Gwangrim time.

Gwak Gyeong-gu was no exception.

“Gwak Gyeong-gu, you can’t use Gwangrim. Fall back.”

“Fall back in this situation?”

“Fall back. We don’t have a healer, and there are no spare recovery items. I don’t want to waste them on a fighter like you. I’d rather have Joo Suhyuk or Andain fight more.”

Do Won-woo didn’t spare Gwak Gyeong-gu’s feelings at all but spoke only cold, hard truths.

Gwak Gyeong-gu relied on his super recovery Gwangrim and wielded a reckless sword style that plunged forward no matter where he was cut or stabbed.

Cheolhyeol Ssanggeom had pointed this out several times, nagging him to strictly manage Gwangrim usage time and consider the possibility that it might be sealed.

This nagging was half-listened to, and this was the result.

As Do Won-woo said, it was better to put the first-year prodigies with better swordsmanship and who acted cautiously to conserve Gwangrim time on the frontline, and concentrate recovery items on them.

Pulling back the one who insisted on a dangerously reckless fighting style was the right choice as a leader.

There was more to Do Won-woo’s words than just telling him to fall back—they broke Gwak Gyeong-gu’s fighting spirit.

‘There’s no healer...’

Once, Yoo Sang-hee, the strongest healer of Eun Gwang High famous for the healing storm, had contracted with multiple goddesses and become a beast slayer.

Yoo Sang-hee bore a heavy burden.

On the day he was relieved that Joo Suhyuk hadn’t died, he learned that his own younger sibling had passed away.

So many examinees, yet it was his acquaintance’s sibling.

Still, that didn’t mean it was okay for Joo Suhyuk to die instead of Yoo Sang-hee’s sibling.

Even weighing the importance of lives by his own standards was a dreadful thought.

Compared to Ma Jin-seung, Gwak Gyeong-gu, who had lived more comfortably, became conflicted.

“Gyeong-gu, I’ll support too. From now on, you take command.”

“My brother Myeong-su...”

Not long after Yoo Sang-hee’s death was confirmed.

The last news from the patrol team sent by the student council was that Oh Hye-ji was engaged in combat with someone presumed to be from the Jin clan, after which contact was lost.

Because there were signs that the priest of the demon had fought over Yoo Sang-hee’s corpse, the student council suspected the demons.

Do Won-woo arrived late, but Oh Hye-ji was already dead, and the fight continued; Ji Myeong-su, who had been temporarily commanding, seemed to be joining them.

“I’ll go too.”

“No.”

Ji Myeong-su cut him off flatly.

Although Do Won-woo had limited participation in the battle, because of the urgent situation and Ji Myeong-su’s relatively easy communication, Gwak Gyeong-gu thought he would be allowed.

But Ji Myeong-su was very strict.

“If you die, the next student council president position is vacant. What would happen then?”

“Someone else will take over.”

“Have you forgotten how you became student council president?”

He couldn’t forget.

His rival candidate Heo Chae-ah was good at studying and was in the special class like Cheon Dong-ha, but otherwise left a faint impression.

He assumed she was pushed into candidacy with a weak impression, but when the negative campaign dragged on citing his soju bottle incident and photos of her drinking whiskey were posted, she had the guts for that.

Seeing that, Gwak Gyeong-gu thought Heo Chae-ah would do well as president.

Anyway, the election was messy and chaotic.

Ji Myeong-su explained quickly.

“No one speaks because they lack proof, but you know too. The enemies know our school very well. They waited until the head teachers were absent, and cast strong supernatural powers across the entire school grounds. There are accomplices among the staff. The staff aimed to seize control of our school’s autonomous body.”

The third-year seniors ready to fight alongside Ji Myeong-su all looked at Gwak Gyeong-gu at once.

Among the third years, the matter was settled; everyone had determined expressions.

Ji Myeong-su said lightly:

“If the next president dies, what happens? At least stay alive until you pass the position on.”

Hearing this, Gwak Gyeong-gu understood why Do Won-woo tried so hard not to send him into battle.

Do Won-woo and all senior student council members wanted to protect Gwak Gyeong-gu, the next president.

When Gwak Gyeong-gu overcame all the sabotage and was elected, they were relieved and happy as if it was their own success.

Do Won-woo’s usual cold expression softened with congratulations.

His harsh words were just from a broad perspective.

He knew that if the next president died, it would cause greater chaos than his own graduation.

‘If you had just said so from the start, my last conversation with Won-woo hyung wouldn’t have ended like that.’

The third years sent to the front did not return, but Gwak Gyeong-gu survived.

Countless teachers and students disappeared in the snow.

Instead of shedding tears like the others who collapsed, Gwak Gyeong-gu stayed by the side until all the Eun Gwang High victims were properly recovered.

“...”

When he returned home, Cheolhyeol Ssanggeom grabbed Gwak Gyeong-gu’s shoulder and remained silent for a while.

Having fought long on battlefields, he had seen countless talented young people leave before him.

Cheolhyeol Ssanggeom was engaged elsewhere when this incident occurred and couldn’t come to Eun Gwang °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° High immediately.

After the barrier lifted, he had to hear the sad news of finding Eun Gwang High bodies one by one from afar.

Gwak Gyeong-gu’s body was not among them, and the fact that his son had safely returned comforted him.

‘My father must have thought the same.’

While relieved that Joo Suhyuk returned safely, he seemed to suffer from the fact that he felt comfort in others’ misfortunes.

Gwak Gyeong-gu thought he resembled his father in looks but differed greatly in talent and thinking, yet for the first time he deeply empathized.

Then he saw his father’s usually steady hands trembling and his body smaller than before.

After Cheolhyeol Ssanggeom calmed down, he spoke with his usual expression.

Gwak Gyeong-gu doubted his ears.

“You’re saying Suhyuk killed a classmate? Didn’t he get caught up using a big technique against an enemy?”

“No, it wasn’t a mistake or accidental. He fully understood and swung the sword to kill.”

“There must have been another reason.”

The explanation that followed was reasonable from a player’s perspective.

A first-year student, on the verge of becoming one of the enemies massacring Eun Gwang High people as a follower, asked Joo Suhyuk to kill him with four hands.

Knowing Joo Suhyuk’s personality, he couldn’t refuse.

But from a normal person’s perspective, questions arose like “Wasn’t there another way to save him?” and “Is this really the best choice? Even as a player?”

Moreover, the deceased student had a bad reputation and there were testimonies that he had confronted Joo Suhyuk.

Such testimonies were sure to come from the faculty involved in this situation, convincing the public.

“I’ll write a petition as Suhyuk’s master. But you must not.”

“Why?”

“You’re the student council president. Stay neutral.”

Cheolhyeol Ssanggeom seemed to mention this to provoke such words.

All Gwak Gyeong-gu could do was try to ensure the situation was handled fairly.

‘Won-woo hyung could do better.’

Gwak Gyeong-gu felt frustrated.

Just trying to intervene fairly brought accusations that “You’re handling this biasedly because Suhyuk was sentenced to death.”

Suhyuk also advised him to stop, saying, “I appreciate the thought, but if your position as student council president becomes shaky over this, it will make things harder for me and other students.”

Originally, Gwak Gyeong-gu didn’t like getting involved like this.

Seeing the desperate faces of those who gathered petition signatures made him realize the school would fall if he didn’t act.

He said resentfully while looking at a friend more fitting as president:

“If you had returned earlier, you’d be the student council president.”

“I’ll support as a student council officer.”

Yeom Jun-yeol smiled, though it seemed somewhat unnatural.

Recently, Yeom Jun-yeol had been asking himself the same question he now asked Gwak Gyeong-gu.

“How was Je-geon hyung’s last moment?”

“I didn’t see it. I was only at the student council building.”

Yeom Jun-yeol had changed a bit since studying abroad.

Probably, Gwak Gyeong-gu had changed too.

The deaths of those close changed them.

‘Is Suhyuk okay?’

Joo Suhyuk had to deal not only with death but also with the chaotic situation.

Although many envied him before, his perfect reputation and skills meant this was the first time he faced such massive hostility directly as a murder suspect.

Many helped him, but it was clear he was struggling.

Gwak Gyeong-gu planned to patrol the school and decided to check on Class 2-0 from the first day of school.

“Hello?”

At the door of Class 2-0, a strange student greeted him.

Gwak Gyeong-gu, who remembered the face and name of every student, including freshmen, as student council president, was surprised and stared.

He looked unfamiliar.

Somehow familiar, but the identity didn’t come to mind.

Then a boy with refined eyes introduced himself.

“I’m Hwang Ji-ho of Class 2-0. It’s my first day today. You’re the student council president, right? I saw on the school homepage announcement.”

From his explanation, he seemed to be a transfer student.

It was rare for students to transfer into Eun Gwang High mid-term.

And especially to Class 2-0.

Watching ‘Hwang Ji-ho,’ who would become Joo Suhyuk’s classmate, Gwak Gyeong-gu eyed him warily.

Upon observation, he realized he resembled Chairman Hwang Myeong-ho very closely.

I was watching that scene with the replay viewing function.

It felt like a story from the distant past, and seeing Hwang Ji-ho trying to pretend to be a proper student was refreshing.

The White Tiger watching this chuckled softly.

“Hwang-ho, you’re on.”

“Tell me. How did I come out?”

Hwang Ji-ho immediately reacted to being mentioned.

Naturally, he must have been bothered by seeing himself in the replay.

But soon, he frowned watching the White Tiger imitate his student antics.

Watching that, Yeom Jun-yeol, Cheon Dong-ha, and I were all dumbfounded.

“Baekho, you don’t have to report that.”

“It’s not a report. It’s teasing.”

Not hiding it at all.

While the tiger was joking, the replay’s Joo Suhyuk saved Maeng Hyo-don and started going to school together.

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