Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

Chapter 800

As the match ended, some students expressed disappointment over Yoon Yeorang's loss, but she quickly shook off any lingering regrets.

Yoon Yeorang chatted non-stop beside Eun-ho as they made their way to the waiting room.

"This was the first time I was part of a class event, so I really wanted to last a bit longer! Oh, right! I was surprised when you used formal speech earlier while we were fighting. It made me feel a bit small when you raised your tone," she said.

"I used formal speech because there were seniors in the audience."

"I see!" Yoon Yeorang didn't seem to have joined the fight with the intention of going for the class president role after all. It seemed more like she simply wanted to participate in the class event.

It looked like Yoon Yeorang was more interested in the techniques Eun-ho demonstrated during the fight than in the class president title.

"When you created that net item, did you have the finished design in mind and arrange the materials first? And when you levitated the materials with your energy...?" she asked, eager to learn more.

Throughout the match, Yoon Yeorang asked many questions about item creation and the process Eun-ho used, possibly inspired by what she had seen during the fight. Eun-ho answered all her questions kindly.

It seemed like Eun-ho had used the opportunity to offer her some tips on item creation.

Both Yoon Yeorang, learning from her loss, and Eun-ho, trying to teach, were impressive in their own ways. Seeing such harmony among the talented students made me feel warm inside.

The next match began.

"You're fighting without getting nervous," Hwang Ji-ho commented as he watched the match between Eun Seo-ho and Eun Yi-ho.

Both of them appeared to be conserving their energy, perhaps anticipating the stronger opponents in the upcoming rounds.

It seemed like one of them would face Eun-ho in the final, and they were holding back to prepare for that.

Before they met Eun-ho, they were matched against each other in the semifinals.

Yoon Seo-ho and Eun Yi-ho exchanged nods as if they had an agreement.

"I’ll forfeit," Eun Yi-ho declared.

It seemed like Eun Seo-ho had more energy left, and her skill level was higher, so Eun Yi-ho chose a strategic move, deciding that if they fought to the end and the loser went on to the final, it would be more damaging.

‘Back when we called for help on April Fool’s Day, Eun Seo-ho came alone, and she said it was because her combat abilities were better. Looks like she’s still ahead of the game,’ I thought.

There wasn’t a huge skill gap between them, so I was hoping to see how they would fight, but it ended sooner than I expected.

I wasn’t the only one who was disappointed.

Some of the students who had bet on Eun Yi-ho, considering her to be the third-best in the entrance exam rankings, sighed in disappointment.

However, during the course of the semifinals, Eun Seo-ho fought better, so they seemed to have accepted it in the end.

"One of them has to be class president. We can’t let the valedictorian lose the president’s seat too! Do your best!" someone cheered.

"Yes, I’ll do my best!" Eun Seo-ho responded with determination.

After a high-five, they both exited the arena.

The students in the audience, seeing their names and appearances, began talking about them.

"Are those two twins? They seem so close."

"No, there’s a ten-month difference."

"Wow, their parents must have had a tough time."

"I heard their family is from the Hwangmyeong Group, so I guess they didn't have to worry about childcare."

"Are they related to the ‘crazy’ 2nd-year 0-class student?"

They were family to the Tigers, but their upbringing was mostly taken care of by the Toad Clan.

The Silver Hero had been with them only until Jae-ho was born, so he probably didn’t stay long.

Despite hearing all this, Hwang Ji-ho didn’t show any reaction.

It seemed like he was suppressing his anger and disappointment regarding the Toad Clan.

Considering his last-place grades and eccentric behavior, it seemed like the nickname "crazy" for Hwang Ji-ho didn’t bother him much.

After all, whether he liked it or not, the nickname was based on truth, and it couldn’t be avoided.

"Alright, let’s proceed to the final match. Eun Seo-ho, Cheon Eun-ha, please come forward," Gong Cheong-hwon announced.

As the final match began, both competitors moved to the center of the arena.

Eun Seo-ho stepped forward with a determined look on her face, while Cheon Eun-ha remained calm as he had been in the previous matches.

Eun Eun-ha silently observed Eun Seo-ho.

Cheon Eun-ha, being taller, slightly looked down at Eun Seo-ho, which seemed to irritate her. She raised her head, glaring at him.

Seeing her act like this, Eun-ho couldn’t help but smile gently at her youthful spirit.

Hwang Ji-ho, with his keen vision activated, glanced toward a corner of the gymnasium and said, "The Red Tiger is causing a scene behind the scenes. If he keeps that up, he should just go ahead and reveal his true identity. If White Tiger hadn’t been there to stop him, he might have rushed out by now."

I hoped that the legendary Tigers and the Mythical Tigers wouldn’t cause a ruckus about their family matters in front of the freshmen.

Fortunately, White Tiger, a reasonable figure among the Tigers, was there to keep things under control.

I also wished that Hwang Ji-ho would be more discreet about mentioning the Tigers in such a large crowd.

Though he was speaking in a direction where the shape of his lips wasn’t visible due to the barrier, if someone like Cheon Dong-ha, who had special abilities, were focused on him, they would surely figure out what he was saying.

If there was someone paying attention to Hwang Ji-ho, I trusted that the old Tiger would notice and handle it.

As the final match approached, something unexpected happened.

"I have something to say," Eun-ho suddenly raised his hand.

"Go ahead," Gong Cheong-hwon responded.

"I’m going to forfeit," Eun-ho announced.

Eun Seo-ho, not sure what to make of it, widened her eyes in surprise.

Eun-ho repeated his decision to forfeit so that Eun Seo-ho could understand clearly and then gave his reason.

"I’ve been aiming for the position of vice president in the first-year 0-class since the beginning."

"Why vice president?" Eun Seo-ho asked, confused.

"My older brother was vice president when he was in first-year, and I wanted to do the same."

Cheon Dong-ha, hearing this, couldn’t help but look slightly embarrassed.

As Eun-ho mentioned, Cheon Dong-ha had been the vice president when he was a first-year student.

Having entered the school as the valedictorian, Cheon Dong-ha had been assigned to Class 1, where Gwak Kyung-gu was also present.

From a first impression, Cheon Dong-ha appeared cold, while Gwak Kyung-gu gave off a warm and sturdy vibe, so the votes naturally leaned toward Gwak Kyung-gu.

As a result, Cheon Dong-ha ended up as the vice president.

"I heard that he got into 0-class because he kept talking about his older brother during the interview."

"Isn’t he the younger sibling of Cheon Dong-ha? I’d probably follow Cheon Dong-ha too if he were my older brother."

"Don’t you have an older brother?"

"Not really. He's more of a mom’s son."

"…I knew he’d try for vice president."

Everyone understood, but still found it surprising. The students who had met Eun-ho during the interview nodded, saying they had expected this.

I hadn’t predicted this move from Eun-ho, but it seemed he had good insight.

"Remember, Jo Yi-shin, you were also vice president in your first year," Hwang Ji-ho reminded me.

I knew that, but I wasn’t sure what he meant by pointing it out.

It seemed that Eun-ho’s desire to be vice president was just an excuse, and the real reason was probably to avoid fighting with his grandson.

Even though the existence of the True Name was hidden, the law between the true clans and their descendants couldn’t be broken.

Anyway, the class president and vice president for the chaotic first-year 0-class election were decided.

The class president was Eun Seo-ho, and the vice president was Eun-ho.

"Now that the ranking has been decided, we can start preparing for the next stage," someone said.

"Once the leader is chosen, it’ll be easier to proceed with the tasks," another added.

Just as the chaos was beginning to settle down, an ominous conversation was overheard.

It made me feel uneasy, but I decided to trust that with reliable Tigers in charge of the class leadership, there would be no major problems.

That evening.

I was invited to dinner at the Tiger Mansion, but I made up an excuse about not being able to visit frequently during the week and headed to my residence area.

After finishing my evening training and returning to the dormitory, I found numerous device messages waiting for me.

Most of the messages from the Eungwang High School people were warnings to be cautious, as the first-year 0-class seemed to be targeting us.

It was a little exaggerated, but I didn’t think it was a big deal—after all, they were good kids.

However, there was one message from someone who wasn’t worried at all.

[Yu Sang-hoon] (Link)

[Yu Sang-hoon] I won.

I wondered why he sent such a long message, so I checked the link.

Upon clicking the link, a hologram page opened, and I saw a familiar screen.

It was the page announcing the results for user selection in the closed beta test of a game set to be released by SZ Games this year.

Yu Sang-hoon must have been bragging since he had been eagerly waiting for this game.

As someone who knew how successful this game would be, I felt conflicted.

‘Plmago is a failure, but this game is going to be a huge hit.’

This game existed even within the world of Plmago.

Released by SZ Games, the game had all the qualities of a legendary title.

The only downside was that, because it was too perfect, all kinds of players gathered, causing issues.

Not only did it become a massive success domestically, but it also took the global market by storm, leading to the creation of esports leagues and becoming one of the most popular games of all time.

‘If Plmago had been as successful as this game, wouldn’t there have been someone better than “Gye” around here?’

Thinking about this made me feel bitter.

Given that Plmago couldn’t have succeeded in the same way due to its inability to handle multiplayer battles, I still felt that even a fraction of that game’s popularity would have been enough to avoid the current situation.

The thought made me feel unexpectedly emotional.

‘Andain seemed to expect Yu Sang-hoon to join Class 1 when he was in third year.’

Yu Sang-hoon, ranked in the middle in his grades, obviously couldn’t join the special Class 1.

When he was in first-year and became involved with the class leadership, he seemed to grow close to Andain, who expressed regret that they couldn’t be in the same class in their third year.

However, Yu Sang-hoon wasn’t interested in studying. He occasionally joined in on the training that Class 1 students did, but he showed no desire to improve his grades.

It seemed like, at this rate, Yu Sang-hoon wouldn’t make it into Class 1 even in third year.

Though forcing him to study wouldn’t work, I muttered some frustration.

[Me] How’s your studying?

Of course, this short message wasn’t likely to have much of an impact on Yu Sang-hoon.

But just after sending it, I noticed a new message.

It was from Jang Nam-wook.

[Jang Nam-wook] I’m worried about you just like Yi-shin. Sang-hoon, now that we’re in second year, we need to carefully think about our future paths and focus on studying. If we miss this crucial period, it’ll take a lot of time and effort to make choices and prepare. It’s fine to relieve stress with games, but you should also pay attention to your studies. Yi-shin’s grades are fine, but I’m worried about you because it seems like you care more about basketball and games than studying. Even those who slacked off in first year will find it hard to maintain their grades if they don’t start focusing on their future.

As Jang Nam-wook’s long message continued, Yu Sang-hoon responded with a brief “?.”

It wasn’t the usual “?,” but it still carried a tone of exhaustion, which I found satisfying.

While Jang Nam-wook continued his long lecture, a new message arrived.

It was from Seong Guk-eon.

I wondered if Kim Shin-rok had personally contacted him about the replay issue, but the content of the message was unexpected.

[Seong Guk-eon] Yi-shin, I think the Fomor Demon Clan has pinpointed that we’re at Eungwanggu.