Academy’S Gumiho Is A Magical Genius [EN]: Chapter 312

Academy Gumiho is a Magical Genius – Episode 312

Academy Gumiho is a Magical Genius 312

Unexpectedly Warm (2)

While wandering aimlessly through my inner world.

A desolate, bleak world like a ruined wasteland appeared.

There was neither light nor darkness, only a world deeply veiled in gray.

The world was so empty that someone with a weak mind might go crazy at any moment. No, there wasn’t even an atmosphere to speak of.

What atmosphere could there be in a gray world with nothing?

“It’s not a pleasant landscape, but it’s perfect for closing my eyes and getting lost in thought.”

Because there is nothing.

I felt I could focus solely on my thoughts.

Thud.

I immediately sat down and crossed my legs.

At this moment, senses from the outside, like sight and hearing, were unnecessary.

I closed my eyes and ears, and only opened my mouth wide.

‘What is making things so difficult for me?’

A Zen-like question I asked myself.

Like a practitioner meditating to find the truth, I questioned myself to unravel the tangled threads one by one.

‘First, what do I want from the students right now?’

The first thing to unravel was this.

What did I want from the children that I bestowed teachings upon them? What did I hope to gain by taking in unrelated girls as my own?

When I seriously considered it, there was only one thing in the end.

I wanted the children.

‘To be active on the front lines and help people.’

I wanted them to grow up like me.

A child soldier. Despite their young age, I hoped they would protect people based on their unparalleled talent and skill.

I taught the students with that in mind.

And began to raise Erszebet and Baek Ah.

‘But I’ve let them go.’

Everyone has certainly become stronger.

However, it was not at the level I wanted.

The students still had a long way to go to stand shoulder to shoulder with me and watch my back.

Of course, a few geniuses like Isabel could achieve results in a short period and grow enough to be trusted with my back.

The children waiting for me at home are the same.

In the beginning, I intended to raise those children strongly so they wouldn’t go down the wrong path and could fight against the disasters that would come someday.

But at some point. Rather than raising them strongly to face disasters, the focus of education shifted only to the children growing up well.

‘Has my heart weakened? Or am I harboring selfish desires?’

Why didn’t I teach the students more harshly?

Why did I only educate the children to grow up healthy?

Various questions arose, but I already knew the answer.

I was just avoiding acknowledging it.

‘The current me… doesn’t want them to live a life like mine.’

Certainly, in the powerless early days, I tried to raise the students and children strongly.

There were many difficulties in resisting the coming disasters with my own strength alone.

Even in those days, I had a limited lifespan, so I was even more invested in education.

However, once my own growth was no longer restricted, the children’s growth was relatively secondary.

If possible, it’s better to solve everything alone.

Because I know how exhausting and painful it is to live as a hero, neglecting oneself and saving someone.

After becoming a great wizard, the thought that I could solve it alone seemed to have taken root deep in my heart.

The first question was answered with this.

“Next…”

It was the last question.

It was about the recovery of the inner world.

‘I don’t even know the whole story.’

The scenery of the inner world being restored means that the mind is being healed. Unlike external wounds that can be sufficiently treated by applying medicine or sutures when injured.

Wounds of the heart are not so easily healed.

They don’t heal easily, and they don’t heal at all.

If left unattended, the wound will only widen and lead to even bigger wounds.

‘It’s not for nothing that mental illness is so severe.’

Once an inner world begins to collapse, it cannot be restored.

Moreover, if the inner world is as miserably broken and twisted as mine, the possibility of recovery is even more remote.

Unlike plants, a heart that is so miserably broken.

Like a plant that miraculously blooms when watered in a flower bed just before it withers and dies, no matter how much love you give it.

Once the roots are dry, they can never be regenerated.

Because the core has already been shattered.

‘But my inner world showed some room for regeneration.’

The inner world is divided into numerous areas.

The phenomenon occurred in a very small area in the middle.

Even that was not a complete recovery, but only showed the possibility of recovery.

Nevertheless, it was amazing.

‘In the case of someone whose inner world is broken like mine, there are no cases of recovery at all.’

To be sure, the overall level of force is far higher among the people of this world than among my comrades.

The years of accumulated skills and studies are vastly different.

But just one thing.

Fighting.

As far as fighting to the death is concerned, we are not behind the people of this world.

We had to fight with humanity united to survive.

The skills and knowledge of struggle are ahead.

There is never a time when we fall behind.

‘I remember reading it in a report before.’

I recalled the memory.

If I retrace what happened recently, I will know the reason.

As I traced back in that way, the scenery in the inner world began to move.

No matter how empty the inner world is, this place was clearly in my heart.

If I think about it, the scenery will move accordingly, or the scenery will change. As I slowly went back like that.

The things I saw were projected all around.

It’s like turning on dozens of huge movie theater screens at the same time.

My eyes hurt a little.

This will allow me to find out why my inner world showed a slight sign of recovery.

‘The memories of fighting are definitely intense, so they remain in my memory for a long time.’

Fighting and killing were projected first.

Especially the fight I had recently… was very intense.

It was an intense memory, but I skipped all the things about fighting.

Then the family’s political fight came into view.

Hmm, that’s a bit ambiguous.

‘I kicked out the elders I didn’t like and recruited new elders to make them fight. Honestly, it was fun.’

But that didn’t seem to heal my heart.

But the scene that follows right after.

Having dinner with my sister.

Something.

Hmm… my heart was warm.

It wasn’t my head that was reacting, but ‘Baek Seung-woo’s’ heart.

It really misses it.

It felt like it was saying that.

‘Next.’

My heart is warm and somehow touched, but it didn’t seem to be the fundamental cause of my inner world improving.

So I projected other memories.

This time, fire came into view.

It was not the cursed purple flames or the black flames where vengeful spirits screamed.

Red ordinary flames.

It was not a flame that took a special form, was so large that it covered a building, or had mass to be manipulated at will.

It was the flame of a gas stove in an extremely ordinary home.

I cooked food with that flame.

Thud.

I put the food on the table, and the children sat around and enjoyed the meal.

“…….”

The children were eating with food on their faces.

Looking at that, I remember. That day was definitely.

‘It was the day I gave up teaching the kids how to eat.’

No matter how much I taught them how to eat with dignity, the children didn’t follow, so I ended up giving up and focused on eating without saying a word.

The children looked at me and laughed because that 모습 [Korean: appearance] was so funny.

Baek Hyeon-ah also joined the children in laughing.

I didn’t know why they were laughing.

I didn’t know it back then, and I still don’t know now.

I wondered if there was food on my face like the children, so I wiped it off, but there was nothing like that.

That means they just laughed.

It was really incomprehensible.

But, no matter how incomprehensible it is.

I didn’t bother to stop them.

“…….”

Their bright smiles.

I was so envious and happy to hear.

Even at this moment, I couldn’t get past this moment.

I passed other scenes without any problems, but this moment was somehow strange.

The warmth boiling up in my heart.

Even if someone didn’t point it out.

I could easily understand that this was the reason why my inner world began to recover. After that, the children’s 모습 [Korean: appearance] flashed by.

The moments I taught the students also flowed before my eyes.

Seeing them had a different charm than seeing the children.

Unlike me, they had a vibrant school life.

The laughter of the students I had watched as a teaching assistant crossed my vision. With this, I could understand perfectly.

‘In the end, it was one point.’

What I want from the students.

The fact that my inner world showed signs of recovery.

These were ultimately leading to one conclusion.

I think I can finally organize my thoughts.

I want the children and students.

‘I hope you live a little happier.’

To live a different life than me.

‘Just watching that happiness fills my life.’

I just hope you are happy.

I prayed.

“I’ll do it to the end.”

Instead of reaching out to someone.

I decided to see the end of this world alone.

Suddenly, my right pocket felt heavy.

The weight of the key in my pocket.

Was it this heavy?

‘……Ah.’

I just realized.

The relationships that I can protect by using this key.

I was cherishing them so much.

Maybe if I hadn’t come from deep within my inner world.

I wouldn’t have noticed even when the last moment came.

‘I’ve been turning a blind eye to happiness all my life.’

Life was so painful that I wanted to follow in the footsteps of my comrades, teachers, and mentors who left me.

Like them, I wanted to end my boring life with a noble sacrifice for the greater good. But at this moment.

I have found a new value.

‘I’ve been looking for a place to die all along.’

As my comrades did.

I wanted to face the end with a sacrifice for the greater good.

Life is tiring and exhausting, but dying normally is not a courtesy for the comrades who gave their lives for me.

Let’s burn our lives brilliantly once.

To face a death that I can be satisfied with, a death that I can proudly show to those I will meet in the afterlife.

That alone was the driving force behind my intense life.

‘But now.’

The driving force that has sustained me for so long has lost its power.

Instead, a new driving force is filling my will.

‘I have found a reason to die willingly.’

In the relationships I have had with people so far, a slightly better life.

Now, at least, I can look forward to tomorrow.

I received something really big.

So.

“Now it’s my turn to give back.”

I have to repay the favor I received.

I am not a beast.

If I know how to repay an enemy with revenge, I should repay a favor with a favor.

In that sense, the only favor I can repay them is one thing. Something only I can do in the world.

That is to eliminate the root of the hardships that are planned for the future.