Chapter 20: Visible Military-Experienced Middle School Girl Sushi Studying Abroad in Daejeon

Amae Shizuko.

A middle school girl who, according to school regulations, should be at least a high school student, but took

advantage of the loophole of overseas admission and claimed to be in “High school.”

It was clearly written in Kanji as middle school , but she confidently wrote High school in English and submitted her

application.

It wasn’t a lie.

Because in foreign countries, High school refers to

three years of middle school and three years of high school,

meaning the entire six-year course.

It was unprecedented.

Looking at the past admission records, there had never been a Japanese middle school girl applicant.

Even if there were very occasionally, they were all high school students and prospective graduates.

And most of them were Koreans living in Japan who were born in Japan.

For now, a request for submission of supplementary documents was sent.

It had already been verbally communicated through Professor Jin Junggeon’s impromptu phone test.

Soon, an official document will be sent to that Amae household.

The content is……,

to obtain an official school document from her current middle school guaranteeing that she has the ability to

complete the university curriculum…….

“……It would be just a formality.”

But just as formality is important because it is important.

If she really meant that she wanted to come to KAIST,

she had to at least meet that formality.

Because, nominally, Amae Shizuko was just an ordinary Japanese middle school girl.

No, she wouldn’t be ordinary.

The fact that she is Japanese but has neat silver hair and blue eyes like a mixed-race person…….

Even if we put aside the fact that a doctor’s note was enclosed saying that it was really due to an illness,

the fact that she sent a picture of herself taking a selfie with an idol’s hand gesture in her admission application

was proof that Amae Shizuko was certainly an extraordinary middle school girl.

“……Is this pose popular among Japanese middle school girls these days? I don’t know.”

Professor Seo Anguk picked up Amae Shizuko’s admission application and held the part with the photo up to the ceiling.

As if the fluorescent light was shining on her photo like a halo.

It was just a photo.

Moreover, it was definitely taken with a smartphone selfie in one shot, and the size was appropriately cut and printed.

But the feeling of liveliness.

Silver-white hair that seems to shine like real even though it is not real.

“Only the bangs…….”

And for some reason, only about a handful of bangs,

like a kitten playing with its tail,

as if God had deliberately combed it that way so that the girl could do the same,

nobly, shining with a transparent jet black like obsidian,

a single lonely strand of bangs.

If there really were angels,

and if they were mischievous tomboys who didn’t listen,

they would surely have the same appearance as this girl now.

Smiling cutely and mischievously in the same way.

That black bang alone must be a mark painted only on angels who have misbehaved.

“……Khm, seeing it like this, I understand a little why Professor Jin Junggeon was out of his mind.”

Professor Seo Anguk coughed a few times for no reason.

As if to normalize himself who had just been acting foolishly.

That much, the appearance of this Japanese middle school girl named Amae Shizuko was overwhelming. Regardless

of gender, age, or status.

“Okjunghwa …… She seems like she could live well just with her looks, even if she doesn’t come to a dingy place like this.”

(TL note: Okjunghwa refers to a beautiful flower that blooms even in prison, implying beauty that shines even in difficult circumstances.)

Of course, that wouldn’t have any effect on her admission to KAIST.

If it did, “that guy” would never have been admitted.

In the first place, KAIST wasn’t a place that selected people based on their appearance or anything like that, was it?

It was said that they gathered together, but rather, they tended to select eccentrics.

Rather, conversely, there was a joke among the professors.

Saying that that face must be good at physics, so they must pick it.

And it was actually true.

In that sense, Amae Shizuko seems to be not only bad at physics,

but also doesn’t seem to know anything about physics.

Of course, the reality was the opposite.

“Anyway, after she enters, I’ll have to be careful to make sure Professor Jin Junggeon doesn’t have any strange thoughts.”

Professor Seo Anguk already thought that Shizuko had been accepted to KAIST.

It was no exaggeration to say that the choice of whether to actually enter or not was up to her, not the school.

Rather, they had to somehow entice her before she was snatched away by other schools or famous universities abroad.

At least Professor Seo Anguk here, including the five professors who were there at the time, all agreed on that fact.

They had no choice.

Because,

“Because that girl’s skills have already been proven.”

The girl was already complete as a physicist.

“This feeling…… it’s been a long time. Yes, just like back then.”

In the nearly 30 years I’ve been a professor at this school, I’ve only felt this way three times.

Right now with Amae Shizuko,

the Slavic genius girl who fled the war and studied abroad the year before last, whom “that guy” was in charge of,

and several years ago, when it was “that guy”‘s turn when I was in charge of the graduate school entrance interview.

“Like Irina that kid, and now Amae Shizuko…….”

Of course, that guy is gone now.

“……Now that I think about it, that guy seems to have the talent to attract geniuses.”

He was a mediocre person who didn’t stand out to any professor when he entered undergraduate school,

a gifted student who seemed to have studied properly even though his face was strange when he entered graduate school,

and three years later, he passed the Qualifying, the doctoral qualification exam, with the first place and was

transferred as a specialized research personnel, and he was already a genius,

that advise, was no longer in this world.

“……Poor guy.”

He left no trace.

Only his papers, which are still waiting to be published in several famous journals, remained like a will.

As it was actually suggested several times,

if he had gone to a university abroad instead of KAIST Korea here, abandoning his nationality,

surely by now, that guy, at the same level, or even higher,

would have been widely known in the world as a professor at a university and a physicist.

At least he would have left that will,

and he would have become someone’s teacher and continued his will,

I thought and regretted.

What he used to say every time he used to say.

Korea is hell for young people like him.

That meaning.

The true meaning.

At the time, I just saw it as a complaint that young people always make.

It wasn’t.

From mediocre to gifted.

And to genius.

The truth that only he, who had crawled up from the bottom, could say with confidence.

-Daehan Ilbo

(TL Note: Fictional Newspaper name.)…….

-neverComment Collection』

(TL Note: Naver is major Korean web portal)

??? Is it okay to reveal your face like this in the media???

It’s okay because it’s a photo already released on the school’s lab website.

But I know I shouldn’t say this to the deceased, but I think I know why he died just by looking at his face lol;

But isn’t that the DC face reveal legend meme that always goes around with the Pot of Desires?

   ……………..Link please

Wow, it’s true. But can a DC Inside user have the brains to go to KAIST?

DC Inside user lol are you illiterate?

 Looking at the comments, DC Inside and Naver are all the same. It’s not called Green DC for nothing lol
   (TL Note: ‘Green DC’ refers to Naver being similar to DC Inside in terms of user behavior)

 It’s obvious that the reporter deliberately put in the photo. To attract aggro and get clicks. Trash article.

 Good riddance. No matter how smart he is, such a thing should not leave any genes.

  The above is sued for defamation

-Funny. How can a dead person sue? lol

“If I were a woman, even if he was rich, smart, and a genius, I wouldn’t want to give birth to a child who looks like an orc lol”
     “If I were XX, it means) I’m already XX.”

     “Th…… No one told you to give birth…… Are you perhaps of that ideology?

     “What the f*ck, I already served in the army as a man, why are you doing mindless shadowboxing again lol”
    (TL Note: Shadowboxing refers to attacking a straw man argument.)

     “What was your position?”   

      “I was a sniper”

Even now, he is being used by the public opinion in Korea.

Even after death, he cannot rest in peace, and even his buried corpse is forcibly dragged out and butchered.

If there is any solace, it is to be forgotten as time passes.

I thought that he would never be saved.

This thought has not changed even now.

Still, now that I know,

although it may not be salvation,

fortunately, it seems that the guy found one person who understood him at the very end.

“……This middle school girl, is she that guy’s disciple?”

There are many things I’m curious about.

There are also a lot of things I want to ask.

Surely, not only me, who was his advisor, but also his parents will be the same.

“I’m sure the people in our lab will have a fun reaction too. Everyone will be surprised and accept her well. No, would Irina hate it? Haha, really.”

Besides, it might be different outside, but here at KAIST,

especially in the physics department,

there are many people who know and understand that guy.

“Well, she was almost the only female mourner who came to the funeral at the time…….”

This is not limited to gender.

“Usually, she used to tease him a lot, saying he looked like a dried-up bear or something, but she was the one who cried the most, tsk…….”

Because it was a utopia and a detention center for eccentrics.

This place, KAIST.

Doki Doki Literature Club!

“……Eh? W-what, isn’t the atmosphere strange……? Sayoko-chan, when we parted earlier, she was also a little…… that…… depressed…… Huh? Kyaaaaaaaak?!!”

Suddenly, a hanged girl appeared on the laptop screen.

Sayoko, she was the childhood friend of the protagonist in the game.

As per the setting of a childhood friend near the house. Surely, they go to school together every morning.

When they leave school, they part ways at the borderline of their houses with a slightly bitter smile, like germ cells undergoing meiosis.

Besides, surely until Saturday two days ago, I went to her house, listened to her hard stories, understood her, hugged each other,

and we’ll be together in the future~ As we have always been, let’s be happy with everyone~

It ended Saturday with that kind of feeling, Sunday was an appointment with another heroine, and Monday morning came, and as always, the protagonist went to Sayoko’s house, but

“Why, why……? Why Sayoko…… why? Why such…… No, it’s not…… Surely until yesterday…… well…….”

Sayoko had hanged herself.

Shizuko couldn’t speak properly due to the shocking development that was hard to understand.

For reference, it was Jinzuko who possessed my face, so I just called her Shizuko.

―Click.

Anyway, nevertheless, my hand holding the mouse still doesn’t stop clicking.

Shizuko-chan: Nausea comes late to the unbelievable sight. I somehow endure it and approach Sayoko.

Shizuko-chan: Her hand is cold. Her skin is like ice, but soft. Suddenly, I unintentionally recall what the president said yesterday.

President (reminiscence): [Shizuko-chan]-chan, do you know~? Whether it’s a person or an animal, it’s generally

known that they become stiff due to rigor mortis after death, but do you know when it loosens?

President (reminiscence): Ahaha~ Why are you scared, [Shizuko-chan]-chan. I just remembered what I read in a

detective mystery novel before going to bed yesterday.

President (reminiscence): So in the novel I read yesterday, the detective touched her hand and arm and estimated

the date of death, but her body was still stiff…… Huh? [Shizuko-chan]-chan, are you listening?

Shizuko-chan: I touch it again. I clasp my hands with the hand that won’t move. It was cold like a lump of meat. But

it was soft.

Shizuko-chan: I don’t have the courage to let go of her hand, I slowly lean my forehead, remembering Sayoko’s

embrace two days ago.

President (reminiscence): Hmm, how long was it. Usually 36 hours for a person? After a day and a half, the stiffness

loosens and becomes soft. Starting with the hands and arms. The body is still stiff though.

Shizuko-chan: I couldn’t stand it any longer.

Shizuko-chan: I threw up.

Shizuko-chan: Sayoko hanged herself at sunset on Saturday, as soon as she parted ways with me.

“W-what……? R-really……? Really……? Why, why…… Sayoko, why did you…… Surely until then, we…… It can’t be…….”

Shizuko froze as if she had rigor mortis.

She was so shocked that the ghost power interference reached her arm and interfered with clicking the mouse.

Of course, my ego from my past life is still stronger, so I could release the interference and click if I wanted to.

‘Hmm, no.’

But I didn’t.

I let Shizuko stay shocked.

‘Maybe it would be better to just leave it like this for a while?’

Because that’s what will appeal to the viewers more now.

Okay, I need to check it out.

“Ah, aah…… No, Sayoko-chan…… Why did you make such a choice…… Kyaaaaaaak?!! M-my eyes……! My eyes?!!”

I overcame Jinzuko’s interference by force and lowered my gaze to the chat window with only my left eye.

The first thing I see is the number of real-time viewers.

【▶
1,998 people.】
→
【▶
2,123 people.】

First of all, I can say that it is a great success.