The Genius Grandson Of The Cash King Becomes A Tycoon [EN]: Chapter 3

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“Hey, that pig bastard is totally smitten with Dahye sunbae [senior female student].”

Eunsoo said to Jeonghoon, watching the bullies take her away.

‘Right, crazy Park Dahye was our high school sunbae.’

A goddess-like face with top-class grades.

Seoul District Prosecutor, crazy woman, Prosecutor Park Dahye.

Specializing in dismantling gangs, her specialty was sending chaebols [large business conglomerates] to prison.

And her hobby was arresting politicians.

A prosecutor with a fan club because of her celebrity-like appearance.

She was a woman at the pinnacle of a different path from Jeonghoon.

Jeonghoon wondered why he remembered her.

‘How do I know her as a prosecutor?’

Then, the memory of a pure, quiet boy from the past flashed before Jeonghoon’s eyes.

A listless and boring adolescence.

She was someone who made you smile just by looking at her.

She was my first love.

Well, it was more like liking a celebrity than anything serious.

In the past life, I just watched her.

I limited myself, thinking she was someone I couldn’t approach.

Now, I have no intention of approaching her.

Jeonghoon’s mind was too occupied with thinking about how to approach his grandmother.

More than anything else, the most important thing was to be recognized as her only grandson.

There were too many things to do now.

The expressions of the sunbaes taking Park Dahye away were unusual.

Jeonghoon felt a strange sense of unease.

He carefully recalled his memories.

Before entering the third grade, Park Dahye sunbae transfers to Seoul.

For some reason, he felt uneasy, like he shouldn’t just let it pass today.

“Eunsoo, do you think it’s okay? Shouldn’t we help?”

“It’s okay. It’s like this all the time. Confessing and getting rejected, confessing and getting rejected……”

Jeonghoon thought Eunsoo was taking it too lightly.

“No, I think we should keep an eye on it today.”

“Hey, let’s go. It’s tiring to get caught up in it. We’re only second graders.”

Eunsoo is good at everything, but he’s a bit of a coward.

He looks fragile and is afraid of ghosts, but when his lid is opened…….

It was too much to drag Eunsoo in, so I could handle it alone.

Even if there are many, they are all insignificant.

“Eunsoo, I’m going to the bathroom.”

Eunsoo gave him a suspicious look when he heard Jeonghoon’s words.

“Did you take drugs? Why are you trying to do something you never do? Don’t do it.”

Maybe it’s because he’s a coward, but his intuition is ghostly.

“I won’t. I’m just curious. Go ahead. You know, putting off today’s work until tomorrow and avoiding the approaching trials. That’s my life motto.”

“What nonsense!”

Eunsoo looked bewildered.

Ah, I made a mistake. That’s my motto from when I was 25.

“Don’t talk nonsense and just go to the bathroom.”

“Okay.”

He was relieved by Jeonghoon’s answer, but he still felt suspicious.

A slightly different and unfamiliar feeling since the new year.

To put it nicely, he seemed more mature, and to put it badly, he felt like an old man or a *kkondae* [꼰대, a Korean slang term for a person who is condescending and imposes their outdated views on others].

Jeonghoon, who usually never stepped forward and only watched, had become more active.

He even started studying again, which he had stopped doing since the first year of middle school.

Eunsoo was very concerned about Jeonghoon’s change.

Eunsoo knew very well how dangerous an active attitude towards life was for orphans.

And he thought Yoon Jeonghoon, who was in the same situation, knew it too.

But he is changing.

Such a change was both good and unsettling.

Eunsoo returned to the classroom with an unfamiliar anxiety.

One by one, children crawled out of the gymnasium warehouse like cockroaches.

But Park Dahye and Kim Hyunsoo were nowhere to be seen.

The children entered the main building with slow steps.

Yoon Jeonghoon carefully headed to the warehouse.

He walked behind the gymnasium and approached the small window of the warehouse.

A small door higher than his head.

Fortunately, there was an old chair there.

A high school student wouldn’t commit a serious crime.

But you never know.

‘There’s no harm in being careful, so let’s just watch quietly.’

He stepped onto the chair.

He carefully raised his head and checked beyond the glass window.

Dahye sunbae was lying unconscious on the floor, and Kim Hyunsoo was approaching her.

‘What is that crazy bastard doing now?’

***

Kim Hyunsoo’s eyes, burning with dirty desire, looked at Park Dahye’s body lying on the floor.

There are no intruders.

If he does well, he thought he could make Dahye his girlfriend today.

He had been courting her for a year, and now the opportunity had come.

“Hehehe……”

Kim Hyunsoo smiled with dirty desire.

He slowly approached Dahye, who had lost consciousness and collapsed.

Pain surged throughout his body.

‘That crazy pig bastard, I’m going to kill him.’

Park Dahye tried to open her eyes and regain consciousness, but her head hurt too much.

When she opened her eyes, the pig bastard Kim Hyunsoo was smiling at her.

As he approached, she shrank back without realizing it.

“G-Get away……”

Park Dahye, who had regained consciousness, began to step back to avoid Kim Hyunsoo.

“Eek!”

“Aren’t you being too proud? I’m good enough to be by your side, kekeke.”

“G-Get lost, you dirty pervert.”

“What? I was trying to talk nicely……”

Kim Hyunsoo, with a hardened face, raised his large hand into the air.

Yoon Jeonghoon, who was watching through the window, quickly went to the warehouse door.

He couldn’t just watch.

He had to save Park Dahye.

He was worried that the problem would get bigger, but he couldn’t back down here.

She will become a prosecutor later.

If I save her now and create a debt of gratitude, it will be helpful later.

Besides, I was planning to take care of that pig soon.

I couldn’t stand his evil deeds any longer.

Even if you live hard with hope, it is difficult to survive in a war-like society as an orphan.

But a guy who tramples on hope and plants despair with all sorts of *paedeurip* [패드립, a Korean slang term referring to insults that target someone’s parents] and bullying must be cut off at the root.

The expression isn’t fancy…… One shot two kills, killing two birds with one stone!

“Bang!”

He kicked the door open.

A high school fight with more than half the momentum.

I have to break the momentum of the pig.

It doesn’t matter if I can’t beat him, I have to keep him from raising his head so that problems don’t arise.

“You crazy pig, stop it.”

“What? Is that guy crazy? Hey Yoon Jeonghoon, did you take drugs today? Why are you doing something you never do?”

Let’s finish it in one go.

Life is all about one shot anyway.

My uncomfortable leg, which was stabbed once in the last life, felt as light as if it was flying.

I have to subdue him with a kick that can unleash all my strength and power.

– Pow!

A leg going up, crossing between Kim Hyunsoo’s spread legs.

It was fast enough to turn the two candy balls at the end into powder.

“Heueuk.”

With a short groan, his blubbery body crumpled as if it was being crushed.

He couldn’t move and was only groaning in pain, curled up all over.

“That’s why you should have stopped when I told you to stop.”

He kicked the fallen guy’s head.

He falls to the side.

He brutally stomped on him until he couldn’t wriggle anymore.

It was a miracle that he didn’t pass out, and when I stepped on him, I heard a sound of surrender.

“I’m sorry, Jeonghoon. I was wrong.”

The guy slumped down on the floor.

If I didn’t have experience, it would have ended here.

But the lesson my uncomfortable left foot gave me was, ‘If you start, you have to completely subdue them.’

That indecisive compromise made my left foot unusable.

Again, I mercilessly stomped on the pig’s head and body for a while.

Kim Hyunsoo, who didn’t even have the strength to wriggle, barely opened his mouth with all his might.

“S-Save me.”

Yoon Jeonghoon looked at Kim Hyunsoo at his words.

He saw the fear of death in the pig’s eyes.

Only then did he stop the brutal beating.

“If you bully the *wonsaengs* [원생, residents of an orphanage] again, you’re dead. Got it? I don’t know what your true nature is, but try to be as kind as possible to the children. Otherwise……”

Kim Hyunsoo was lying on the floor, nodding his head.

“I know. Please save me.”

“It’s better if no one knows about today, right?”

“Y-Yes……”

Kim Hyunsoo rubbed his hands together and begged for his life.

I instilled the fear of death in him.

He will never be able to resist me in the future.

“Just go……”

The pig on the verge of death was slowly and laboriously getting up.

***

When Park Dahye opened her eyes again, Kim Hyunsoo was lying on the floor.

He wriggled a few times as if he were dead, but he didn’t move anymore.

‘He’s not really dead, is he? You dirty bastard…… Just die.’

She turned her head and looked at the man standing next to her.

It was hard to see because of the shadows caused by the lighting.

After looking at him for a while, she could vaguely recognize him.

He was Yoon Jeonghoon, Jung Eunsoo’s best friend.

‘How? I thought he was someone who went to school with a really annoying face.’

Jung Eunsoo, the *kingka* [slang for the most popular guy in school] and fighting champion of our school. He’s also the last in the class in terms of grades.

An orphan who was reborn into this world riding a horse [born with a silver spoon].

A prince-like face and a slender figure.

An unfortunate upbringing.

Fighting skills that don’t match his face.

There is no one in this city who doesn’t know Jung Eunsoo.

A popular figure called our neighborhood idol.

But he doesn’t have any special interest in women, so he looks at them as if they are less than nothing.

Was Yoon Jeonghoon, who was always next to him, the one who saved me?

A face and tall height with a different charm from Eunsoo.

His melancholic eyes were also his characteristic.

Many people secretly liked him.

Thinking that way, Park Dahye frowned.

Yoon Jeonghoon’s brutal kicking continued.

‘To that extent? I thought he had an introverted and quiet personality.’

But Park Dahye changed her mind shortly after.

There was no small will to resist in Kim Hyunsoo’s eyes.

She realized after seeing Kim Hyunsoo begging for his life.

She realized that the reason she was like this was because she hadn’t properly punished those who were bullying her.

Isn’t it the same reason why her father was demoted?

If she had punished Kim Hyunsoo from the beginning, this wouldn’t have happened.

“Just go……”

“Wait a minute.”

Park Dahye’s cold voice echoed in the small warehouse.

The wooden broom she held in her hand cut through the air.

The broom struck Kim Hyunsoo’s head as it was.

“Argh!”

Blood burst from his head.

Again, and again, she continued to beat Kim Hyunsoo.

“I’m sorry, save me. Dahye, I’m sorry. Save me.”

She didn’t stop.

A newly discovered fact didn’t stop her.

From today, moderation is no longer in her life.

Now was the beginning.

“You’ll die like this. Dahye sunbae.”

“Let go, I said let go!”

Park Dahye’s eyes were lost in reason because of anger.

“Stop it.”

He grabbed the broom she was holding with both hands and swinging wildly with his bare hands.

Taking advantage of this gap, Kim Hyunsoo quickly opened the door and ran away.

A burning sensation and chilling pain were felt in Yoon Jeonghoon’s palm.

Nevertheless, she didn’t stop and used her strength while screaming.

After blocking several beatings with his body, he had no choice but to hug her tightly.

Her mad beating, filled with fear, stopped.

“Sunbae, it’s okay, it’s okay. Stop it. It’s okay now.”

Only in Yoon Jeonghoon’s warm embrace did Park Dahye’s trembling body finally calm down.

Tears streamed down from Park Dahye’s eyes, who had released her tension.

“It’s okay. It’s okay.”

Jeonghoon comforted her, and she remained silent. Time stood still for a while.

***

“Hey, let’s go, what were you doing so late? And why are your clothes like this…… Geez.”

“Ahem, anyone would think you’re my girlfriend if they saw us.”

Because it was a dusty warehouse, there was dust everywhere.

Before entering the classroom, he cleaned off any traces.

But he couldn’t shake off the scent.

Jeonghoon sat down and opened his math book. He could follow all the other subjects if he attended class.

In his past life, he accidentally became interested in reading economic newspapers, so his reading comprehension and common sense were excellent.

Plus, with his extraordinary memory, memorizing subjects was easy.

But math was not easy.

Eunsoo, who was sniffing next to me, looked at me.

“What’s with the perfume? Is there a virgin ghost next to us?”

“Don’t talk nonsense, don’t talk to me because I’m studying.”

“Jeonghoon?”

Eunsoo looked at me with a worried face.

“Why?”

I answered curtly.

“Are you terminally ill? Why are you doing something you never do? You’re going to die tomorrow.”

I want to say I’ve already died once, but it’s a waste of time to say it.

I have to work really hard to catch up because I started late.

“You should put that unsuitable poetry collection away, Eunsoo. I’m serious, it’s a crime for a male high school student to read poetry, you bastard.”

Eunsoo ignored my words and moved his eyes to the poetry collection. He hadn’t even read a few lines, but his eyes were already filled with tears.

‘Crazy bastard.’

Eunsoo looked up at the ceiling to prevent the tears from falling.

He must be crazy.

“Hoo, I’m going to the bathroom……”

Hoo, it’s driving me crazy to watch.

I’m worried that he’s going to become a woman.

If that happens, he’ll become the best fighter in Korea.

I can’t leave it like this.

I have to give him a solid mental education.

I focused on the math book again. But…….

Is math a science of enlightenment?

Problems that can be solved are drawn in my head as soon as I read them, but I can’t find the answer to those that aren’t.

Is it because I still lack the basics?

The evening self-study time was over. I woke up Eunsoo, who was sprawled out next to me.

“Hey, let’s go.”

Eunsoo, who was in a daze, soon came to his senses and left the school.

As we passed half of the playground and passed through the school gate, a rough voice called out to me.

“Hey, you. Are you Yoon Jeonghoon? Come here!”

I turned my head and saw sharp eyes looking at me.

A little taller than us, with broad shoulders and an angular face, he looked solid.

‘Is he a friend Kim Hyunsoo called? Should I have stepped on him more earlier?’

“Someone is looking for you, so follow me.”

I wanted to say ‘You come here’ with a good spirit, but when I looked at the name tag, it said 2nd grade.

It’s crazy for a 1st grader to talk back to a 2nd grader in front of the school gate.

I decided to remain silent considering the aftermath.

As I followed the man in front, I thought about his voice that lingered in my ears.

‘Who is it? I’ve definitely seen him somewhere……’

A familiar voice, a voice I couldn’t help but remember.

The face that came to mind in an instant.

The appearance looked roughly similar.

But I only remembered the face from 15 years later.

Even if I compared that face with the face from a little while ago, it didn’t match well.

Besides, it was dark, so I couldn’t see it in detail.

Really, that unlucky bastard from back then.

He was the guy who told me never to run into him again,

Should I be grateful that he gave me leniency?

So I followed the sunbae into the darkness.

“Hey, Cheoljoong.”

That voice, no, more than that, the name Cheoljoong bothered me.

The name I heard in my ear.

Damn it, it was that bastard.

He was ignorant, reckless, and more than half of his words were swear words…….

The last words Kang Cheoljoong said sarcastically came to my mind accurately.

“Yo, hoobae-nim [term for junior student]. Let’s not see each other in places like this anymore.”

‘Damn it, I didn’t know I’d really be a hoobae.’

Genius Grandson of the Cash King, Becoming a Chaebol.