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Side Story Chapter 45 – 1400 (1)

‘Can’t we go back to the old house?’

‘Jirji, we’ve already moved. From now on, we have to live here.’

It was an old memory.

After moving to the city, everything was awkward.

He moved from a small town with fewer than two hundred villagers to a city with countless citizens.

It was only natural that a country boy who had to live in the largest city on the planet could not adapt.

There were a lot of differences between life in his hometown and life in the city.

What he wears right now has changed, and what he eats has changed.

The people he met have changed, and the time and places to spend time have also changed.

The boy had to adapt.

‘Jirji Cantabia? It’s tacky, how can a name be so tacky? You must have been born tacky from birth.’

There was also the subtle disregard and bullying of children of the same age.

The boy was embarra.s.sed by many things, but he began to adapt to them one by one.

He had to use public transport to go to school.

He had to go to the academy with his friends to keep up with the cla.s.s.

As he got older like that, he made new friends, and soon he was able to adjust to the city.

He missed his hometown, but he no longer wanted to go back.

A boy named Jirji Cantabia became used to city life.

Unfortunately, his family did not.

His father often came home smelling like alcohol.

What day was it?

There was a day when Jirji’s father came home with a bottle of wine in one hand.

When his father returned home, he screamed and continued to drink.

That day was the starting point.

His father started drinking at home.

That was the beginning

The precariously maintained home began to shake violently.

Jirji watched his father’s drunken days over and over again.

No matter how late he went home, he had no choice but to watch because he had to sleep at home.

His father forgot day and night, spending all his time drinking alcohol.

The only time he was quiet was when he fell asleep drunk.

Jirji always started wishing his father was asleep.

“d.a.m.n superhuman b.a.s.t.a.r.ds!”

Jirji’s father often shouted that.

Jirji knew why his father hated superhumans.

Because they were always talking about it in the news.

The superhumans who prevented abnormalities lost their work.

They were respected superhumans, but they could not remain in society without work.

superhumans began to appear in normal society.

Society also encouraged it.

With the exception of superhumans who occasionally become criminals and the superhumans who stop them, superhumans also began to find work for themselves and find employment in companies.

That was the beginning of the misfortune.

Superhumans could do the work of a hundred people alone.

Jirji’s father lost his job just like that.

His mother always said that he could get another job soon because his father was a capable man.

His father couldn’t.

Some companies wanted skilled workers, but none of them wanted alcoholic workers.

It became more and more frequent that his father scolded Jirji.

Beyond the harshness, Jirji was hurt and frightened.

His mother took his sibling and left the house.

All that was left in the house were his father, Jirji, and the bottles.

Then one day,

Jirji became a superhuman.

He acquired superpowers which was an extremely rare event.

It may be that the time he spent with his father affected his awakening.

Jirji was delighted.

Purely.

The boy was very well aware of the status and value of superhumans in this society.

He ran to his father.

He believed that as much as he was pleased with himself, his father would also be pleased with him.

What returned was the alcohol bottle.

The sticky liquor ran down his cheeks.

A sharp piece of gla.s.s was felt on his skin.

He wasn’t hurt.

There were no injuries either.

His superhuman was the strengthening of his body.

But the bottle made him feel a lot.

The shards of gla.s.s in the broken bottle were cold and creepy.

He felt malicious, he felt murderous.

He was bewildered, but he left behind his father who was already so drunk that he couldn’t even get up.

Jirji left the house.

His father hated superhumans.

Because superhumans took his job.

Because the superhumans were more powerful.

Jirji thought that his father would welcome his awakening.

Because his father loves him, his son.

It was a stupid idea.

Jirji found out that the premises he had taken for granted were wrong.

Jirji, who had expected that his father would gain strength and shake off the alcohol due to his awakening, just disowned his family.

It was easy.

He became a superhuman and had to be separated from his family when his compulsory education period began.

After a year of training to control his abilities and improve his morals and social skills, Jirji had neither seen nor contacted his family.

When Jirji finished his education and returned to the city.

He hadn’t seen his family in a very long time.

It was nice to see the face of his family after a year, even with all the wounds.

It was also nice to see the scattered families gathered in one place.

The family asked him about the cost of living.

They claimed that those who raised him had a stake in the money that Jirji would earn while living as a superhuman.

Jirji left them again.

But his family pursued him tenaciously.

One day, Jirji impulsively called the police.

After receiving the report, the police rushed to the scene and immediately pointed an electric club at Jirji’s family.

Jirji’s was startled.

As he tested its performance several times during his superhuman training, he knew just how powerful the electric club was.

It was a weapon that could easily take the lives of ordinary people.

He didn’t know that the police who was dispatched was such crazy violent policeman.

Jirji stopped the police.

The police looked back as if asking why.

She was smiling so brightly.

“Is there a problem?”

The family ran away.

The police even gave him her number, telling him to call her anytime if necessary.

Jirji knew that she had a crush on him from her smile.

It took less than five minutes for the police to return, and for Jirji to flush the note with her phone number in it down the toilet in a complicated way.

Having returned to society in that way, Jirji learned that his superhuman problems were not confined to his own family.

The whole society was groaning.

The cycle of discrimination continued without end.

The incompetents were demeaned, and the superhumans were despised.

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Jirji remembered his hometown.

It is the period when the general meeting of the superhumans is held.

During this period, superhumans were summoned on a day to hold a meeting, but in fact, only a few top superhumans were able to partic.i.p.ate.

The rest are just spectators.

Jirji sat in the front row of the B-cla.s.s.

In fact, there was nothing strange about his ability being treated as an A-cla.s.s.

However, he was not able to rise to the A-cla.s.s as he had the disadvantages of a physical ability.

There was a clear line.

Unsurprisingly, the agenda of the General a.s.sembly was about the great superhuman.

There were only things like to rescue him, who must have already died, to retrieve his remains, and to build a memorial.

The agenda items to be dealt with at this meeting were not that.

How serious is the problem of superhumans in our society?

Only the superhumans themselves could solve those problems.

But they weren’t interested in the matter.

Jirji, who took the matter seriously, did not even have a say.

The meeting has ended.

A week later, he received a call asking him to attend the general meeting again.

This is why he hates the end of the year.

Jirji muttered like that and headed to the conference room.

Someone sat down next to Jirji.

It was the first time

In the general meeting seating, seats are always seated in order of rank, so sitting next to Jirji means that he is of the same level as him.

He has an A-grade level of power, but for one reason or another, he is a very vaguely-ranked person with a B-grade ability.

He felt a strange sense of unity.

“1400?”

“Uh, 1400”

It was just as Jirji had thought.

A thousand four hundred.

That was the score.

The man asked how he knew his score.

Jirji was puzzled.

Usually, they probably don’t know the meaning of 1,400 points.

He guessed the situation.

He was born with superhuman powers, but if he hides his abilities like an incapable person and later joins the society of superhumans, he may not be so ignorant of common sense.

Jirji quickly finished guessing.

“It seems like it’s the first time you’ve been to the conference room.”

Jirji explained the composition of the conference room.

“Why are you explaining it so hard? It’s just that you’re sitting in order of the strongest.”

As the man said that, he looked at his seat and the seat next to him, Jiji.

“You and I are on the same level.”

“Right.”

It was a useless curiosity, and it was a joke.

Perhaps he was overly excited because of the sense of unity he had felt in a long time.

So Jirji made a little childish joke.

“If we’re the same grade. I’ll be much stronger though.”

“What?”

Jirji made eye contact with the man.

He was about to laugh at him, who was pa.s.sionate about jokes, but suddenly his body stiffened.

He felt terrified.

He felt a sudden chill, and Jirji had to panic.

Soon it was proved that his embarra.s.sment was not in vain.

The madman sitting next to him hurriedly slammed his fist towards Jirji’s side.

For the first time since he became a superhuman.

No, for the first time in his life

Jirji had to feel the pain of dying.

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