The S-Classes That I Raised [EN]: Chapter 413

411. It’s Night (3)

“A prior engagement?”

The young Chaos asked back. Why is he looking at me while asking Sung Hyunjae? Even Sung Hyunjae turned to look at me. Why me?

“Just stay─”

“Yes! I did make a promise with him! I had forgotten!”

I quickly shouted to stop Sung Hyunjae from speaking. Seriously, how long are you going to keep bringing that up! It was so long ago! There’s nothing left to milk from that!

“So it’s you, first.”

“No, I just told him not to die. Normally, just normally.”

“To be exact, at a cocktail bar overlooking the rooftop pool of the hotel─”

“While having a cocktail! I just said something like, ‘Things are quite unsettling and chaotic these days, but let’s continue to be safe and well,’ you know.”

Please stop, it’s embarrassing. The me from before the regression nudged my shin, asking what I was talking about. It was twice as embarrassing because I was standing right next to him. Back then, I was just feeling troubled in many ways, so, you know.

“So you’re saying you’re refusing because the first one told you not to die.”

“Yes. And there’s someone else I want to entrust with the end.”

He must mean Song Taewon, the Chief Secretary. Golden eyes curved slightly.

“I’m not at an age where I’d blindly follow a strange adult.”

“Forget all that, what’s your real intention?”

I unconsciously swallowed hard. Before the regression, Sung Hyunjae wanted to erase himself. What about now? Sung Hyunjae slowly opened his mouth.

“I was probably quite bored for a long time.”

“And now you feel alive?”

“Don’t you know? Elder.”

The young Chaos frowned deeply. What are they talking about?

“Why did you pick up someone like this, first?”

“Pardon?”

I don’t remember picking him up. Why would I pick up a fully grown adult, not a child? I should report him to the police.

“He pretends to be fine, but he must have gone crazy a long time ago.”

“…He doesn’t seem very fine even now.”

Looking back, he was far from normal. He’s quite gentle these days, but at first, he didn’t even treat people like people.

“But he’s gotten better these days. He’s being nice to the Elder, isn’t he? And it’s normal to go a little crazy while living life.”

How many people in the world have perfectly healthy minds? Most people have one or two big or small pains. As long as they don’t wave a knife at others because they’re hurting, it’s okay, right? You can’t avoid getting hurt when people meet.

Sung Hyunjae did swing a chain at me, though.

The young Chaos groaned and narrowed his brows.

“There’s no hope if we leave this guy alone. Or maybe this guy is…”

Muttering something quietly, Chaos placed his hand on his knee. And then.

Thud!

A heavy sound echoed. The burst of air brushed my cheek, and the table the young Chaos was sitting on literally shattered. I couldn’t keep up with what had happened with my eyes.

I was only able to belatedly look at the result.

“If you take out a weapon, I’ll have to blow off an arm or a leg.”

Chaos, standing on the back of the chair, said. He must weigh something, but how is he balancing without tilting the chair? And Sung Hyunjae,

“Unfortunately, I’m in the middle of a dungeon raid, so I’ll be careful.”

He lowered his body slightly and was pushed back quite a bit. His right sleeve was tattered. He even lightly massaged his wrist with his left hand, as if it was tingling.

Just looking at that, the difference in skill was clear, even among the same S-class [the highest rank for awakened beings]. The young Chaos was the strongest transcendent who had risen from the lower ranks, so it was natural, but Sung Hyunjae’s appearance still felt surprising.

“Breaking the building’s walls and floor is a fail. I’ll let you off with just the furniture.”

What? Is that even possible? You want them to fight without breaking anything?

“Hey, Elder! Why are you hitting people out of nowhere!”

I shouted, but the young Chaos didn’t even pretend to hear. The tip of the boy’s foot lightly tapped the end of the chair’s back.

And disappeared from my sight. Almost simultaneously, another loud collision sound rang out. Tables and chairs tumbled around as if swept away by a whirlwind. Damn it, I can’t even see what’s going on!

“Hyung, you said we’re having the lobster as sashimi, right?”

“No, we’re steaming it. Yoohyun! Use your skill on me for a second.”

I quickly used Teacher skill on Yoohyun. I saw the lobster twitching its legs. A large hand grabbed the lobster and turned it this way and that. Look up a little, aren’t you interested? Yoohyun finally shifted his gaze. Towards the pre-regression me, who was looking for a steamer. The pre-regression me made eye contact with Yoohyun and smiled awkwardly. Yoohyun lifted the lobster and asked.

“Do we have to kill it before steaming it?”

“Shouldn’t we at least stun it? It’ll thrash around. Should we flip it over like a crab?”

Yoohyun and I looked back at me. I don’t know either.

“If you search online, oh, the internet won’t work.”

“Flipping it is good, they say. It depends on the heat, but about ten, ugh.”

Sung Hyunjae interjected. He must be feeling better.

“Yoohyun, let’s look over there. What if something happens to Sung Hyunjae?”

My brother looked like he was asking what he cared. Yeah, he probably doesn’t care if he lives or dies. I felt a little sorry for getting angry at Sung Hyunjae before the regression. But my brother is still young, and Sung Hyunjae is an adult.

“Still, it’s worth watching. It might be helpful to see it.”

“Hyung, dinner is more urgent. We’re going to have lessons anyway, and it’s better to experience it directly than to have preconceived notions. Where should we grill the meat? There’s a griddle here.”

A large cooking griddle was taken out. It’s a restaurant, so the cooking tools are really good. Yoohyun placed the griddle perfectly in the empty space. Then he put the lobster on the griddle.

“I think we can grill it.”

“That’s true, but, Yoohyun. Just look up once. I’m really curious.”

Finally, my brother turned his gaze out of the kitchen. There were no tables standing properly anymore. Of course, all the chairs were on the floor. Broken vases and decorations were scattered here and there.

The young Chaos closely followed Sung Hyunjae, who was retreating. A small foot lightly stepped on Sung Hyunjae’s slightly bent knee and stretched out his fist. Sung Hyunjae raised his arm and quickly blocked the attack.

Clang!

Even though it was just bodies colliding, it sounded like an explosion. Sung Hyunjae’s feet slid back. He didn’t brace himself to avoid breaking the floor, but slid all the way to the end of the wall, then quickly turned his body and braced his hand against the wall.

A small sound was heard, but he perfectly absorbed the impact with his body, leaving not even a small crack in the wall. Only the frame hanging above shook slightly. But that meant the impact would be even greater for Sung Hyunjae. The damage would continue to accumulate on his body.

In the first place, it’s usually impossible to collide with such force without breaking the surroundings!

Is he testing how perfectly he can control his power? …Is he going to do that to Yoohyun too?

Tap.

With a light footstep, the young Chaos attacked again without giving him a chance. In most martial arts, physique is important. There’s a reason why matches are divided by weight class. Awakened people can’t ignore weight class either, even if it’s less so than non-awakened people.

But Chaos didn’t budge at all, even with a physique less than half of Sung Hyunjae’s. Rather, he cleverly used his small body to penetrate the opponent’s reach and thrust in close-range attacks that were difficult to defend against.

‘And the restriction of not breaking the walls and floor would be more advantageous.’

Because he’s relatively lighter. Swish— Chaos’s fingers, sharpened like the claws of a beast, narrowly brushed Sung Hyunjae’s cheek. Light-colored hair scattered roughly. The young Chaos dropped his deflected hand straight down, placed it on the end of Sung Hyunjae’s shoulder, and spun his body in the air. It was a movement that defied inertia and gravity to such an extent that it seemed impossible.

Spinning around, his body went behind Sung Hyunjae and strongly struck his back with his leg extended. There was no way to defend his back in that short amount of time. But Sung Hyunjae quickly rolled forward to minimize the impact.

Crack, an awkwardly caught chair shattered. An unrelenting attack continued on Sung Hyunjae, who had rotated once and landed on the floor. The heel, which had been brought down with terrifying force and speed, stopped abruptly a few centimeters away from the floor. It was as if he had pressed the pause button. Crazy, it was a movement that made my eyes doubt what they were seeing, even after seeing it. He’s a human being, how is that possible? Moreover, Chaos is an S-class right now. Where did the law of inertia go?

I was absentmindedly staring in a daze when I snapped out of it and picked up the lobster.

“Stop it! The kids are coming soon, and you two oldest ones are acting like this!”

I threw the lobster at the two of them with all my might. The young Chaos caught the lobster lightly. He didn’t even turn to look at me.

“If you don’t stop, I’m going to jump in this time! Yoohyun, throw me!”

“Hyung……”

“Just throw that away.”

“No, Hyung.”

“You told me not to throw food.”

The pre-regression me grumbled and opened the rice cooker lid. The smell of freshly cooked rice wafted from the kitchen into the restaurant. Chaos, who was about to hit Sung Hyunjae’s head with the lobster, stopped moving. The smell is good, probably because I bought the most expensive rice.

“Elder! You have to eat dinner! And that’s delicious! It’s too good to use to hit people!”

“Okay. Steam this.”

The young Chaos threw the lobster to Sung Hyunjae. Then he set up one of the fallen chairs and sat on it properly. He was calm, as if nothing had happened. Sung Hyunjae shrugged with the lobster in his hand.

“Is it a pass?”

“It’s ambiguous. I think I’ll have to beat you up for a few more days to know.”

People aren’t metal. Should I entrust our child to that person? I raised them well. At that moment, Song Taewon entered the restaurant. He indifferently looked around the messy restaurant with a nonchalant gaze, as if it was nothing new, then froze with his eyes fixed on Sung Hyunjae.

“…His lip.”

“He got hit.”

The corner of Sung Hyunjae’s lip was slightly torn, and blood was smeared on it. Hitting his face was too much. It would heal completely if he used a potion, though. Chief Secretary Song looked quite shocked as he stared at Sung Hyunjae’s face.

“You’ve laid hands on him too, yet you’re acting like this is new.”

“He allowed me to hit him because he had done something wrong.”

How big of a mistake did he make to allow himself to be hit? Honestly, I think Chief Secretary Song could hit Sung Hyunjae three or four more times. I shook the lobster in my hand at Sung Hyunjae.

“I’ll steam one, and make the other into sashimi.”

“…Either is fine.”

Chief Secretary Song silently began to clean up the restaurant. He set up the intact tables and chairs and gathered the broken ones to one side. Has his mind calmed down a bit? It’s good to move your body when you’re feeling troubled.

Sung Hyunjae also entered the kitchen with the lobster. Meanwhile, a noisy sound was heard from the lobby. Checking the time, it was 4 minutes and 15 seconds before sunset.

“Uncle, look at this! We robbed a jewelry store!”

…What?

“We brought a lot of shiny things! Look at this, a gold bar~”

“It’s not that I wanted to……”

Noah, who had jewelry dangling from his neck and arms, looked apologetic for not being able to stop them, then flinched when he saw me and me. The kids haven’t told Noah yet.

“I was in the dungeon too. So, I brought him along for now.”

“Ah… I see.”

“But what’s going on, Uncle? Did you have a fight? That must have been fun.”

Yerim asked, looking at the broken objects.

“Oh, well. The Elder and Sung Hyunjae had a little sparring match. The Elder is that person over there, so, well.”

“He’s your and Han Yoohyun’s ancestor, right?”

“…Huh?”

“That’s right, he said he was our grandfather!”

The Elder must have been annoyed and just threw out a rough explanation.

“Our ancestor didn’t have red eyes, though.”

“He said it was because he came out of the dungeon.”

“No, no. He’s a transcendent. Like the Mermaid Queen or the Volleyball [likely referring to another transcendent being]. He just came to help for a bit.”

“You and Han Yoohyun look alike, Uncle? You look a lot like Han Yoohyun, but you also have your own vibe, Uncle. Especially the Uncle part.”

What does it mean to be like an Uncle?

“Those guys look alike.”

“Anyway, he’s still our grandfather.”

“Grandfather! I want to see Grandfather.”

Yoon Yoon said a little sadly. Come to think of it, Yoon Yoon must have had a guardian, but suddenly lost contact. They must be very worried.

“I don’t know if we can take it out, but let’s clean it up first and eat.”

We have to grill meat, meat. As soon as the griddle was heated, the kids rushed over. The wide kitchen soon became bustling.