Descent Of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 398

“What a load of crap.”

Yu Da-bin, awkwardly waving his hand, was clearly not pleased with Han Jin-sung entering the classroom.

“I don’t get why he’s acting like such a big deal just because he’s a celebrity. Does he think that girl is going to hold his hand or something?”

Everyone had lost their minds.

Ever since Choi Yeon-ha visited, it felt like the entire class was revolving around Han Jin-sung. Seeing that pathetic loser suddenly in the spotlight twisted his gut and made him seethe with anger.

Until recently, he couldn’t even open his mouth because of Su-han, who looked like a gorilla and was a self-proclaimed Choi Yeon-ha fanboy, but today Choi Su-han didn’t come to their class.

“Well, well, well, look who we have here, you little shit.”

As Yu Da-bin licked his lips, Park Dong-wook, who was sitting next to him, grabbed his shoulder.

“Hey, what are you going to do?”

“I’m going to teach that bastard a lesson.”

“Him?”

“Yeah. Why? Is there a problem?”

“No… well, not really….”

Park Dong-wook looked uneasy, and Yu Da-bin clicked his tongue.

“Ugh, you pathetic loser. Do you think Choi Yeon-ha is going to kiss you on the face if you act like that?”

“Who said that? It’s not like that, it’s just….”

“Then what?”

Park Dong-wook mumbled.

For some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable messing with Han Jin-sung after that day. He couldn’t exactly explain why, but Han Jin-sung, who he used to just kick around, now felt… how should he put it?

‘Damn it, I can’t explain it.’

As Park Dong-wook hesitated, Yu Da-bin jumped up from his seat.

“Ah, forget it. You’re useless, I’ll do it myself.

Just watch, you pathetic loser.”

Before Park Dong-wook could stop him, Yu Da-bin strode towards Han Jin-sung.

Unable to find a reason or justification to stop him, Park Dong-wook just sat there.

“…Ah, damn it.”

Something felt a bit off….

“Hey.”

“Huh?”

When Yu Da-bin called out, Han Jin-sung turned his head while still sitting.

Then, Yu Da-bin kicked Han Jin-sung right in the chest.

Thud!

Han Jin-sung, caught off guard, fell to the floor along with his desk.

“Huh? Huh? You little shit, huh?”

Yu Da-bin kicked Han Jin-sung a couple more times, then spat on the floor.

“Oh, you’re looking pretty good now, huh? You know what they say, you have to live long to see things. Just because you brought a celebrity to school, you think you’re the king now, you little shit. Does anything change if you act like that? Huh?”

Han Jin-sung couldn’t answer, clutching his chest and gasping. The kick had landed right on his solar plexus, making it hard to breathe for a moment.

“This pathetic loser is acting all high and mighty, damn it, aren’t you ashamed? Huh? And you guys, you should be ashamed too.”

Yu Da-bin shouted, looking around, and the other kids all lowered their heads slightly.

“Ha, damn it.”

Yu Da-bin kicked Han Jin-sung again, who was barely regaining his senses.

“You’re having a field day, aren’t you, you’re having a field day!”

Thwack!

His foot landed in his stomach.

“You little orphan shit, acting all high and mighty. You, you little shit, consider yourself dead. I’ll make sure you kill yourself by the time I graduate. If you don’t like it, kill yourself or transfer, you little shit. If you cross my path, you’ll keep getting beaten.”

Yu Da-bin gritted his teeth.

If he beat him up like this, Choi Su-han wouldn’t be able to blame him later. Because there would be no justification. He just beat up a pathetic loser for acting up, what could he say? If Choi Su-han took his side, he would lose his own justification. He wouldn’t go that far.

Screech.

At that moment, the back door burst open.

Yu Da-bin stopped kicking and turned around.

‘Huh?’

Why is that guy here?

Kim Dong-min, a senior who should be busy with the college entrance exam, was here. Last year, many kids were half-dead because of his terrible personality, but recently he had calmed down and started studying, so things had been peaceful lately….

Kim Dong-min looked around, then saw Han Jin-sung and Yu Da-bin. But he didn’t seem interested, as he looked away and opened his mouth.

“Who is Han Jin-sung here?”

No one answered.

“Who is it?”

Kim Dong-min’s forehead veins popped out.

Bang!

Kim Dong-min kicked a locker next to him, breaking the door, and shouted.

“Are you deaf, you little shits! Who is Han Jin-sung!”

“He, he is?”

“Who?”

“Him.”

Kim Dong-min, seeing that the hand was pointing at the kid who was being beaten on the floor, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

“Him?”

“Yes.”

“The one getting beaten?”

No one answered. But Kim Dong-min didn’t seem to be waiting for an answer, as he kept rubbing his face.

“Yu Da-bin.”

“…Yes, hyung [older brother/senior].”

“Stop messing with him….”

Kim Dong-min sighed deeply. He looked at Yu Da-bin with a deep sigh.

“Stay after school.”

“…Huh?”

“I said stay, you little shit.”

“I told you, stop messing with him.”

With those words, Kim Dong-min turned to leave, but Yu Da-bin asked without realizing it.

“Um… Dong-min hyung.”

“What?”

“Did I do something wrong?”

Kim Dong-min shook his head at Yu Da-bin’s question.

“No. It’s not like that. Someone is looking for that kid.”

“Yes.”

As Kim Dong-min closed the door and left, Yu Da-bin glared at Han Jin-sung with annoyance.

“Ah, you little shit!”

Yu Da-bin picked up a chair next to him and threw it at Han Jin-sung.

It must have hit him wrong in the face, as Han Jin-sung’s lip quickly burst and red blood started to flow.

“Damn it, go around and advertise that you got beat up with blood all over your face, you little shit.”

“N-no….”

Han Jin-sung shook his head, and Yu Da-bin, annoyed, went back to his seat.

“Why are they looking for him?”

“I don’t know, damn it.”

Yu Da-bin put his feet on the desk and leaned his head back.

“What are you talking about, damn it? They’re looking for that kid, so why do I have to stay?”

“…Why are they looking for that kid?”

“Probably to get Choi Yeon-ha’s autograph. What else would they need a loser like him for?”

Annoyance clouded Yu Da-bin’s face.

“I don’t know. We’ll find out when it’s over.”

Yu Da-bin’s gaze fixed on Han Jin-sung, who was hesitantly getting up, tidying his desk, and sitting down.

“You guys better behave yourselves too. Don’t let that loser get cocky.”

He didn’t get a proper answer, just mumbled responses, but Yu Da-bin was satisfied with that.

If he repeated this for a couple of days, the classroom would return to normal. Very peacefully.

But Yu Da-bin didn’t know.

What he had just done.

“Why is this kid’s face like this?”

“Did you beat him up?”

“No… he was like that since before.”

“Hey.”

Kim Dong-min glared at Yu Da-bin with wide eyes.

“Hey, you little shit. Do you think I’m blind? I saw that kid’s condition before I left… Damn it, are you lying to me, you little shit?”

“…No.”

“You… ah, damn it.”

Kim Dong-min scratched his head wildly.

“Ughhhhh! You little shit!”

Yu Da-bin couldn’t understand Kim Dong-min’s reaction. Why was he making such a fuss over something so trivial?

Kim Dong-min’s reaction wasn’t anger or annoyance, but… it was like he was scared.

“I… ah, I….”

Kim Dong-min, who was about to say something, glared at Yu Da-bin with a murderous look. It was so intense that he thought he might actually get beaten to death.

“Hey, Dong-min, why are you overreacting?”

“Weren’t you just calling him to discipline a kid?”

As the seniors started to stop him, Kim Dong-min shook off the arms grabbing his shoulders and shouted.

“You little shit! Hyuk-tae hyung [older brother/senior] said he would meet this kid because he’s his brother! Today! Here!”

“…Hyuk-tae hyung?”

“Yeah!”

“T-then aren’t we screwed?”

Kim Dong-min seemed to not want to say anything more and just sat down on the spot.

‘Hyuk-tae hyung?’

The moment he heard the name Hyuk-tae, Yu Da-bin’s body froze like a stone.

In reality, being a bully is just about being the most aggressive kids in the group. They don’t actually commit crimes or use excessive violence. They have brains and thoughts.

But sometimes, there were those who went beyond that.

Instead of using the student status as a shield, they kicked away that shield and lived in real violence.

If the former were called thugs, then those types were real gangsters.

The Hyuk-tae they were talking about was that kind of person.

Just two grades above him. So, one grade above Kim Dong-min.

When Jo Hyuk-tae was in school, the so-called bullies couldn’t even breathe. Their daily routine was to be on edge, worrying about upsetting Jo Hyuk-tae.

But….

‘This kid is Hyuk-tae hyung’s brother?’

No way, he must have misunderstood.

It doesn’t make sense.

First of all, they have different surnames, and if this kid was Jo Hyuk-tae’s brother, why has he been treated like this until now? One word from him would have crushed all those who bullied him.

‘No, before that… Hyuk-tae hyung was in school when we were freshmen, what the hell is going on!’

If there was going to be a problem, it should have happened then, why now!

“T-there, isn’t that… Hyuk-tae hyung?”

The kids started to tremble as they saw the headlight of a motorcycle shining from below.

With a rumbling engine sound, the motorcycle quickly closed the distance and approached them.

Screech!

A person who looked a head taller than the average person got off the motorcycle that stopped with a sharp brake sound.

“Hello!”

“Hyung, hello.”

Jo Hyuk-tae, seeing the kids bowing to him, took off his helmet and hung it on the motorcycle handle.

“It’s been a while.”

“Yes, hyung!”

“Have you been well?”

“Yes!”

Jo Hyuk-tae nodded and rubbed his face. Seeing his calloused hand, which looked twice as big as others, rubbing his face, made his legs go numb.

“Ah, so… the reason I called you guys… is to give you one warning. Did you call him? Who… ah, damn it, I’m a moron. Hey, Kim Dong-min. Who did I tell you to call?”

“…Han Jin-sung.”

“Right, Han Jin-sung. Did you call him?”

“Yes.”

“Where is he?”

The kids’ gazes slowly turned to Han Jin-sung. Han Jin-sung looked at Jo Hyuk-tae with a bewildered expression.

“Is that you?”

“…Yes.”

“You’re Han Jin-sung?”

“Yes, that’s me.”

“You, damn it… why do you look like that?”

Jo Hyuk-tae let out a hollow laugh.

“Hey, Dong-min.”