Chapter 130 : Chapter 130
Chapter 130: Rome Academy (2)
Next morning.
The door to the Taewoon High principal's office opened noisily.
"O-Oh, have you come, Principal."
The principal of Taewoon High, Ma Jae-min, entered the principal's office gasping for breath.
"Administrative Chief. Is it true? I didn't hear incorrectly, did I? Even a private jet...."
A voice more precarious than his buttons that looked ready to burst followed.
The Administrative Chief, who had already prepared the documents, handed them toward Ma Jae-min.
"Yes. It is an official landing document for a private jet sent from Rome and an official document allowing the Year 2 Class A students to go on a field trip to Rome Academy."
"No... what on earth is this...."
The official document Ma Jae-min received was real.
The gold emblem of the Holy Order of the True Cross.
The official seal of the Vatican.
And finally, the crest of Rome Academy.
It was real.
Real.
But why on earth....
The expression on Ma Jae-min’s face, which had turned pale, sank.
"Wait. If it's Year 2 Class A...."
At that moment.
Clack!
The door to the principal's office opened and Yoo jin walked in.
"Hieeeek!!!!"
The principal’s characteristic sound of surprise followed.
"Oh, Teacher Principal was here too?"
"Yu... Yoo jin Teacher...."
Principal Ma Jae-min slowly stepped backward.
Well, there was nowhere to run, but it was purely instinctive.
"I guess... you've already seen it."
Yoo jin nodded while looking at the high-quality documents held in Ma Jae-min's hand.
And then.
"Teacher Principal. Please get the field trip consent forms from those children's parents. Since they have to be abroad for a whole week. Then, I'm counting on you!"
Yoo Jin left a smile and vanished like the wind.
Silence followed in the principal's office.
Principal Ma Jae-min and the Administrative Chief were left alone.
Their heads turned toward each other.
"...."
"...."
Though no voices came from their open mouths, one could tell by their eyes that they both thought of the same thing.
Consent forms.
Something like that....
"Shouldn't that be done in advance...?"
A-Rank 5th.
Principal of a prestigious South Korean high school.
And the Administrative Chief of the same educational facility.
Whether they were successful or whatever.
In any case, they had no right to refuse.
The scent of the wind was strangely different.
A white private jet was parked atop the heliport prepared behind the school playground.
A red carpet was rolled out.
The crest of Rome Academy shone in gold on the fuselage.
And in front of that carpet.
The students of Year 2 Class A were gathered.
"What? Is everyone here?"
Through Yoo Jin's eyes, who had returned from the principal's office, the faces of his students were visible.
It was a brief moment, but Yoo jin certainly took them in.
Despite it being vacation.
Every single one of his students had come without exception.
"I thought... someone would say they're busy and can't come...."
As soon as Yoo jin stopped in front of the children, voices rang out.
"It's Rome Academy, isn't it!"
"Of course we had to come!"
The twins shouted first.
"I can't miss out on the world's number one academy."
Ye-na's orange eyes sparkled.
Behind them, the children's excited voices followed.
"Ju-hee! Are you watching! I'm going to Rome Academy!!! I'll go with the Saintess for your sake too!!!!"
Beep—
A voice that the children shouldn't hear rang out.
Thud.
Immediately, Seong-hyeon collapsed to the ground.
"You're saying weird things. Tsk!"
The Class President, Kang Tae-wook, fiddled with the side of his palm.
Jin-ho, who was beside him, scurried over to Yoo jin.
"It's been a while, Teacher."
"Yeah... it has been a while. Ha...haha...."
Jin-ho’s head tilted.
Because he didn't understand the expression worn on Yoo jin's face that entered through his blinking eyes.
Yoo jin, who was taking in Jin-ho staring blankly at him.
Smack.
He wiped away a hollow smile.
And then, he raised his hand and stroked Jin-ho's head.
"Yeah. What does it matter if I'm a little disappointed. When... the kids like it this much."
Grin.
At Yoo jin's usual smile, a big smile spread across not only Jin-ho's face but all the children's faces.
It had only been a few days, but Yoo jin had been moping because there was no contact from the children.
It had only been a few days since vacation started.
He understood how much the students had waited for vacation.
Well, naturally he had been busy too.
He had unknowingly defeated the Revolutionary Army and become a hero again.
Even so.
At this moment, he realized for certain.
That he had been feeling disappointed.
Truly.
Feeling disappointed because he hadn't seen the kids for a few days and they hadn't contacted him.
Good grief.
When people get old, they say,
When I get old, I should just die.
I should just die.
He wondered why they were like that.
Now Yoo jin understood.
Rather, he was becoming more like a child himself.
Returnee.
Power.
Money.
Fame.
An existence with the strength to possess everything....
As expected.
"I guess I don't need those kinds of things."
Yoo jin, who was stroking Jin-ho's head, turned around.
"Now then, since we're going anyway, let's board quickly. It's hot!"
Following Yoo jin's voice, the voices of the Class A children echoed out.
"Yes!!!!!"
In that way, the unplanned summer vacation of Class A began.
"But... why are you here again?"
Sitting in the airplane seat, Yoo jin's eyes became a straight line as he fastened his seatbelt.
Because of a man seen beside him.
Sunglasses.
Hawaiian shirt.
And zero soda!
Slurp!
"What do you mean 'why'. If Class A is going, the assistant homeroom teacher obviously has to go too."
The immovable A-Rank Rank 1, Lee Si-wang.
The Vice Guild Master of one of the 3 Great Guilds of South Korea.
A peerless genius....
But, Yoo jin's lackey as well.
The one holding the position of assistant homeroom teacher of Class A (unofficial) granted by Yoo jin.
Lee Si-wang sat in the seat next to Yoo Jin looking more excited than anyone.
"You, don't tell me, because you wanted to go to Rome Academy...."
"Departure! Hey, pilot! Let's depart quickly! Going to Rome! To Rome!"
"...."
Smack.
Fine.
It's good if many people are happy....
In that way,
The complete Class A departed for Rome.
No matter how much it was the era of the Great Awakening.
Even if science had progressed with the appearance of mana stones and magic.
It still took quite a while from Korea to Rome.
Well, it wasn't 13 hours like before.
Inside the plane passing through the clouds.
Yoo Jin's voice echoed out.
"Still, since it's under the name of a field trip. Please follow basic control. It's nothing much, just keep a few precautions."
Since it was a private jet and only Class A was on board, it was a short morning assembly.
"First of all...."
— Do not destroy buildings.
— Do not fight with local students.
— Do not wander around alone.
— Do not cause accidents.
Several precautions followed.
Buzz, buzz.
The children's voices began to ring out here and there.
"Isn't that the teacher's own story...?"
"I know, right."
"Well, if we had to pick someone to cause those kinds of things...."
The gazes of Lee Si-wang, Jin-ho, and Ye-na reached Yoo jin.
"What, why are you looking at me?"
Following Yoo jin's voice.
Eyes quickly escaped into the air.
Well.
Everyone thought the same, but there was no one who could say it while looking at him.
Courage?
No.
One could die.
Around the time the short assembly was ending.
"Is there anything uncomfortable?"
The protocol team.
Specifically, someone who looked high-ranking.
A blonde man wearing a white robe approached and spoke.
And in Korean, too.
"It's so comfortable it's a problem. Um... was it Marco?"
"That is correct. De Marco. I am a knight belonging to Rome Academy."
At first, he was startled that this blue-eyed blonde man spoke Korean.
But thinking about it, it wouldn't make sense for the personnel sent as a protocol team to not speak Korean, so he got a bit used to it.
De Marco, who placed his hands neatly on the sword tied to his waist, continued.
"Then, may I prepare the in-flight meal for you?"
At the mention of in-flight meals from De Marco's mouth, the inside of the plane became noisy again.
"In-flight meal?!"
"Rome's lunch box!"
"A bribe from the Vatican?"
"Gracias!"
"That's not Italian."
High schoolers are hungry again the moment they finish eating.
And for them, who hadn't even eaten breakfast.
Furthermore, it wasn't a normal school lunch.
Hearing about an in-flight meal.
It produced an effect like a zookeeper waving meat as a special treat, rather than the feed they usually ate.
"In-flight meal!"
"In-flight meal!"
"In-flight meal!"
Like generals out on a battlefield, the children appealed for in-flight meals one after another.
At that sight, De Marco and Yoo jin smiled.
"It seems I asked this too late."
"Then, can I ask you to do it right away?"
"Yes."
Even before De Marco turned his body.
The voices of the Class A children rang out.
"What will the in-flight meal be?"
"Aren't in-flight meals all the same."
"Hey, is this just any airplane? It's Rome's private jet."
"Then????"
"Is it pizza? Pasta? Risottooooo?"
Buzz, buzz.
De Marco wore a slightly flustered expression, then soon smiled.
"As expected of what I've heard."
"Eh? What?"
At Yoo Jin's question, De Marco looked into his tablet and spoke.
"Taewoon High Year 2 Class A. The record states that the amount of food consumption is 'substantial'."
"...."
Leaving behind Yoo jin who was lost for words.
Someone's hand passed in front of Yoo jin.
And then.
Grab!
He grabbed De Marco's hand.
Into De Marco's flustered gaze, Lee Si-wang, who was wearing a wistful expression, was captured.
How should I put it?
Was it a face like meeting a comrade-in-arms separated for several years?
That kind of expression was worn on Lee Si-wang's face.
"You... you know well...."
The icon of Class A company dinners.
The wallet of Class A.
Lee Si-wang held the hand of the first comrade he'd met tightly and wiped away a tear.
It was summer.
Leaving behind the tearful reunion that no one could understand.
"Uwaa...."
"What is that?"
Silver carts were coming out in a line.
Flight attendants wearing white aprons moved in a line.
Atop them, lunch boxes neatly packed were stacked in layers.
The children's mouths opened automatically.
The lunch boxes were placed in front of the children one by one.
Golden grilled chicken steak.
Pasta with a lingering scent of herbs.
Soup being warmed gently atop a mana stone lamp.
And on one side, there was also kimchi and white rice.
"Wow, the kimchi is delicious?"
"It has a holy taste? Is it because the Vatican made it?"
"What kind of nonsense are you saying...."
At the twins' silly words, laughter burst out from the children's lips.
In that way, the meal began.
The unique texture of meat aged with mana struck their teeth.
The children continuously let out exclamations at the flavor of chicken steak—familiar, yet different from Korean chicken—and the aroma of authentic pasta.
Pleasant smiles and pleasant voices continued to fill the plane.
Seeing that, Yoo Jin thought once again.
That he did well to come.
He didn't know if the fellow called the Holy King or whatever would bother him by asking to be close or saying he owed a debt.
But even putting all that aside.
He did well to come.
The children's smiling faces.
With just this one thing.
He had already gotten his money's worth.
In that way, the in-flight meal time that everyone was satisfied with ended.
A little later.
"Wow...."
"I see it! I see it!"
"Uwaaaa!"
Exclamations leaked from the children's mouths without anyone going first.
A massive cross-shaped building cutting through the middle of the city.
In the center, a tower like a magic tower soared as if to pierce the sky.
And surrounding it.
Dozens of educational buildings and stadiums.
In other words.
"That place is where the Returnee and the Class A students will stay for a week starting from today... The world's best educational institution. Rome Academy."
Following De Marco's voice.
The private jet carrying the Returnee and the Class A students was descending toward the runway of Rome.