I Became the Villain’s Childhood Friend

34 – [1] I’ll give you cute stats instead.

#034

＜Results of integrated aptitude test＞

– Gangsian, male, 14 years old, mixed race

– Thank you very much for participating in the integrated aptitude test hosted by Nartika. An ‘adult model’ was used for the aptitude test, and physical ability, magical ability, psychic ability, … … .

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[General Measurement Information]

– Stamina (4) / Vitality (4)

– Strength (2) / Agility (6)

– Total mana (0.2) / mana efficiency (100)

“It sucks.”

What is 0.2, 0.2 go.

Even if I didn’t know the standard number, it seemed clear that my ability was a mess in many ways.

As expected, I don’t have any special talent for the Hunter side… … .

“Look, I told you. You have talent.”

“this?”

No matter how much I didn’t know about the Hunter side, I knew that this was a low figure overall.

No, it was low, so it was a level that could only be seen in F-class hunters.

“0.2 doesn’t look very talented.”

“Kangshi, don’t look at the trees, look at the forest. The total amount of magic power is 0.2, but how about all the other numbers?”

“is it?”

“I mean, considering that you’re in the first year of middle school, how high is this number?”

“… … ?”

“A middle school student’s stamina and vitality were 4, and agility was measured as 6? If I were in Human Resources, I would have scouted you right away.”

I didn’t understand.

Even when Hana Im showed me the measured value a long time ago, the number 100 was the minimum.

However, to think that an infinitely low single digit number is good, let alone 100.

“Ah, the low number is probably because the standard of measurement is not a middle school student model, but an adult model.”

“Wait, did you measure by adult standards?”

“The researchers say so. If it had been modeled as a middle school student, it would have been three or four digits.”

Come to think of it, I had heard the model blah blah blah a while ago, but it must have been this.

Although it still felt lacking, I was relieved that it was low by adult standards.

“Then I’m glad… … Is this equivalent to an F-class hunter by adult standards?”

“A grade F? Even if you can’t do it, it’s from E-class to D-class.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Look at your magic efficiency. Aren’t you shooting 100 by yourself?”

Magical efficiency could be said to be a comprehensive number of magic power and magic consumption rate.

Therefore, infinitely soaring efficiency meant one thing.

The magic I use is quite powerful.

I’ve never used magic properly due to my lack of magic, so I can’t be sure.

“… … I guess this is why the metal table was lightly cut earlier.”

“right! I get around 5 to 10 as an adult, but getting 100 like you is just crazy!”

Magic power is infinitely insufficient.

However, once used, the power will definitely come out.

“It’s a glass cannon.”

“It is not. The glass cannon is about when the attack power is strong and the body is weak.”

“Yes, it is.”

“Considering what happened at the ruins, you somehow manage to survive even if you get beaten up. Rather than a glass cannon, it would be more like a ‘cannon with fewer shells’.”

A cannon with fewer shells.

As an analogy, that seemed right.

“Of course, it’s a pity that the number of shells is low, but it’s great luck that there are other special parts anyway.”

It is better to have a Hunter who is exceptionally good in one or the other rather than a Hunter who is vaguely excellent.

It was a word I heard a lot in interviews with high-ranking hunters.

“Then I’m glad… … .”

Not to the extent of lack of talent.

There was definitely something special about it, so it would be enough to make a living.

The fact that it was not to the extent that it had to be accompanied by extreme efforts was enough to stabilize the mind that had been stuck in the abyss.

I turned the page with a somewhat lighter heart.

[Psychic power measurement information]

– Type: Time Manipulation

– Power (Class E) / Sustainability (Class D)

– Applicability (Level F) / Growth potential (Level A)

– ※Since it is such a rare superpower, there may have been an error due to a lack of examples!

something I had been in denial about.

It may have been a pessimism about reality that psychic ability was dismissed as a midday sensation.

The escape that comes from the fact that the poor in the middle of the day do not want to pay attention to anything else.

How ironic that the result of that escape was like this.

“It was a real time superpower.”

“Can you believe that you have talent in your own way now?”

Although F-class, E-class, and D-class were mixed, this was also quite high compared to adults.

Moreover, the growth potential is A-class.

With further effort, there was room for other numbers to rise.

“yes. I don’t think it’s to the point where I can’t work as a hunter.”

I gripped the paper tightly.

More detailed test results than measurements at school relieved most of my worries about the future.

If you fight Im Hana, you won’t be completely pushed back.

That much is certain now.

In fact, maybe it’s enough to fight Im Ha-na’s academy friends–

“So, should I go to Palaistra Academy?”

It’s good to fight drug lords.

However, for now, I needed to focus on more short-term goals.

When he nodded, the thousand horses smirked and wrapped their arms around his neck as usual.

A friend who does more than I can do for you.

So I wrapped my arms around her neck.

“Oh-”

“What is coming?”

I flipped through the last page of the document with one hand.

It wasn’t a test result, it was a certain contract.

＜Combat Training Contract＞

A contract to receive combat training using facilities within Nartika for the next three years.

Of course, the contents of the issues to be agreed through the training were also written.

What will happen to insurance if you get injured during training, that there will be no cost claims, instead, that you have to put on the Nartica logo when doing hunter-related outdoor activities, and that you have to take pictures if requested by the management.

In the first place, since Nartika was a private company and not a charity organization, requesting something was within expectations.

I knew it would be related to money, but I didn’t know it would be non-monetary to this extent.

“Put the Nartica logo on the equipment and take pictures?”

“So far and so in the future. Considering the amount of money we’re going to pour into you, we can’t just lose money.”

It wasn’t that kind of problem.

This condition was very good.

The word was a requirement, but in reality it was just a promise to support.

“Are the conditions too tight?”

“No, let alone tight, you guys don’t have too much to bring.”

“No. How many things do you have to bring?”

How many?

Is it enough to say that this is a lot?

“If you do well like this, can’t I bring you to Nartika after I bake and boil you?”

“ah.”

such a big picture.

While admiring that it was an investment for the future, Cheonmae’s face drew closer.

“Of course, if you join the company later, it will suck for 1 year and 300 days, so look forward to it.”

Words whispered in my ear.

It sounded like an invitation to leave rather than a job offer.

There was only one answer to this.

“I thought you were drawing such a big picture. I need to join a competitor right now.”

“Uh huh, then I secretly go to your house, kidnap you, and force you to take a blank IOU?”

“Of course I should run away from home before that happens, have a big fight with you, and then run abroad.”

“suddenly? Well, if we were to fight one round, of course I would win.”

“Even if you win now, will you be able to do that until you’re grown up?”

“Don’t take it for granted. who am i anyway Chun.M.Li. He is a person who will become the best person in the world in the future~ I mean.”

“Conceptually, there is no really strong guy.”

“If I don’t have 1, can’t I just be the first strong guy?”

A conversation that bites tail after tail.

There was not an inch of retreat, and the content gradually became radical.

It was around the time that she finally came out with the words that she would kill all the warriors of Charelthea and their companions, burn the evil world tree, enslave the sword masters, and establish a corporate state.

The door to the examination room was open and I could see the researchers watching us from there.

“Det.”

“Det.”

“This is why the kids are cute. Look at the two of you talking.”

“hehehe, compared to middle school students these days, you’re really innocent.”

“I mean. Will my daughter bring a friend later and do that?”

“Perhaps— oh, no, guys, keep talking~”

something, something

The wide open eyes were very keen.

We ran to the training ground.

And without hesitation, full-fledged combat training began.

until vacation ends.

I will somehow learn the basics of combat.

* * *

Rain trickled in through the small window sill.

The winter rain mixed with the winter wind was bitter and dark.

when it was sunny.

When I was younger, I used to enjoy the rain.

But no more.

For Hana Im, the darkening of the world meant endless fear.

A time when unimaginable violence becomes visible.

The time when the scene that I can’t even bring out the words is recalled.

I didn’t have to look deeply into it.

How terrible was it even if it just happened in a place where darkness came right away?

What he did for some ‘righteous’ reason.

Although the reason had faded from memory, the disastrous consequences were still vivid.

My classmates were beaten up.

He struggled to resist.

I managed to push it away with my legs and warned several times.

Indeed, the wicked did not listen to his words.

In the end, the gods of heaven and earth condemned him.

The bridge had collapsed artificially, and he cursed himself until the end as he fell underground.

Buck, buck, buck.

Is it because of this?

The last few weeks have been bad enough to scratch your arm until it bleeds.

I miss the feeling of being broken.

I also felt like I had lost something I shouldn’t have lost.

This must have been because he cursed him as he fell.

Otherwise, this couldn’t have happened.

“Traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor.”

An ugly, hateful traitor.

It was so damn terrible that I had no shame.

Even more horrifying was the fact that he wasn’t dead.

His friends say, the stalker who deserves to die has returned from among the abyss.

How can humans be so toxic?

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Living while being cursed, Imhana could not have had a greater misfortune than this.

“How… … !”

If you look at it differently, the fact that he didn’t die and survived could mean some kind of protection.

Because the intervention of an existence close to force majeure was to bring the dead back to life.

“perhaps… … .”

The symbol of fascism and empire that comes out of textbooks to be burned to death.

The world tree of Chareltea might be watching over it.

If that had intervened, it would have been possible enough.

Furthermore, Kang Xian was a wicked man, so if you thought that the evil being was sponsoring you, you were right.

It was scary.

So, so afraid, afraid, so afraid… … .

“hehehe, black… … .”

However, the closer I got to the truth, the more tears flowed.

He seemed to be whispering that all of this was his fault.

“I did nothing wrong. everything will be fine everything will be fine… … .”

A curse like rain pouring down from gray and blackening the asphalt.

The blue darkness that even blacking out would not be enough ate away at her.

Hana Im trembled in the corner of the room, chewing on the blades of grass.