Sephiron Academy Principal Gu On-yu.
Among those who took on the position of academy principal, she was known for her rather benevolent policies and mild temperament.
“Looks like the security here isn’t that great.”
But what’s this sudden comment barging into the Frankfurt Consulate?
If security is poor, they should confront Germany about it; this is just a powerless consulate in the Republic of Korea.
The man awkwardly smiled and tried to appease her.
“We will do our best.”
“That’s right.”
“But may I ask why you are visiting here…?”
It was awkward for a man who hardly ever had to bow his head to anyone other than the ambassador to Germany.
“Just a little overseas trip. Is there a law saying principals must stay in Korea?”
“Who would say such a thing! It’s just my heartfelt welcome.”
Don’t create friction with the academy’s principals as much as possible.
It was a long-standing guideline passed down from the predecessors.
Even the elementary division principal was a representative of the foundation.
Especially Gu On-yu, who, although not widely known, was once considered a monster in terms of power, ranking among the top three in Korea.
‘Wait a minute…’
The head of the Frankfurt Consulate’s mind raced.
Recently, he received instructions from the foreign ministry to keep an eye on a child named NoName who might show signs of immigration.
And as far as he knew, NoName was a student at Sephiron Academy. The person in front of him was the principal of that academy.
Using syllogism, the conclusion was drawn.
“Did you come here with Na-me?”
“How did the heavy-bottomed person know that? Did you receive some secret instructions from the government?”
“Oh no, not at all! I do keep up with the news.”
“Oh really?”
With his reaction, Principal Gu On-yu gained confidence.
Until leaving Incheon Airport, there had been groups monitoring Na-me that were affiliated with the government.
At least she was relieved that there were no ill intentions in approaching her, but if they got too involved with the academy’s students, she would formally file a protest.
“Thanks for the coffee. It’s much better than what you get in Korea.”
“Yes, yes, I’m glad to hear that, Former Principal.”
“Hmm?”
Beep beep beep-
Principal Gu On-yu’s phone rang loudly.
It was a warning sound from the “Missing Person Prevention Sticker” attached to Na-me’s phone.
‘Heart rate is normal, looks okay as she’s just walking around, so what’s going on?’
The check on Na-me’s physical information showed no abnormalities.
Except for the fact that she had drained all her aura in an instant.
She decided to check by calling Na-me.
“Na-me, everything okay?”
[Yeah. We’re having fun.]
“Got it, don’t wear yourself out so soon.”
[Uh-huh… Yes.]
A short while later, a phone call came in for the Consul.
It was the news that a Korean girl under the age of ten had mercilessly assaulted four Germans on the street and was currently being investigated by the police.
‘Why does this have to happen when Principal Gu On-yu is right here?!’
Ensuring the safety of citizens is what the consulate is supposed to do.
The consul commanded in a voice more intense than usual.
“Quickly check the victim’s status! Is it a random assault? Investigate thoroughly how the child ended up getting assaulted by men. Understood?”
The fact that a little girl was assaulted randomly in broad daylight was already big news, and if it turned into a sexual crime, it was unimaginable.
[No, it’s the other way around, Consul…! The child assaulted four adult males. Plus, I heard she used her aura too.]
“What?!”
How could the opposite result come about?
He collected himself and asked in a tone softer than before.
“Is the child in her teens?”
The seriousness of the incident had evidently diminished, but juvenile crime was not something to be taken lightly.
When it came to sentencing in Germany, age was not a factor at all.
[No, Consul. She’s under ten.]
“Under ten…?”
The consul’s brain temporarily overloaded.
‘Has a culture of counting age every four years unexpectedly formed in Korea without me knowing?’
If the suspect was born on February 29 and was considered under ten, it wouldn’t even be a funny joke.
[No. Local police confirmed she’s really eight years old, and I double-checked several times.]
At that moment, the consul and Principal Gu On-yu’s eyes met.
“Eight years old? No way…?”
“Things are urgent, so I’ll head over quickly!”
“Principal Gu On-yu! Principal Gu On-yu! Please wait a moment!”
*
“I did nothing wrong. They started it first, so it’s self-defense.”
“Self-defense? My friends have injuries that require 16 weeks of recovery; how is that self-defense?”
“Then let’s say it wasn’t self-defense. But what are you going to do about it?”
“U… uh…!”
A commotion erupted in the peaceful Frankfurt police station.
Macky, who claimed to be a TikToker with 6 million followers, bared his teeth and snarled.
He desperately appealed to the police officers through a video call about the gruesome condition of his friends currently in the hospital, but there was little they could do as police officers.
“How does such a nobody have 6 million followers? I’ve never heard of a Macky while living in Germany.”
“I’ve never heard of him either. Should I quit being a cop and try TikTok too?”
“Na-me! I saw you yesterday, and here you are again! Want some candy?”
Macky rambled on about what he wanted, completely ignoring the police, while NoName yawned even though she was the subject of the incident.
Yoon-seul, who took it all in, was at her wit’s end.
“Why?”
“Nothing, Na-me, is the candy good?”
“Yeah. I wish they’d sell this in Korea too.”
She looked at Na-me eating the candy with an expression of disapproval.
World of Arseria’s Story Mode breaks through the historic 130,000 points.
Claiming success with a ragtag crew.
Yoon-seul wasn’t clueless about the significance of that achievement.
In fact, after the tournament ended, Na-me continued to play World of Arseria’s ranked matches several more times and had secured her account at the master level.
But somehow, she was taking it too lightly, thinking it was just a game.
World of Arseria is a virtual reality game known for reflecting reality’s physical capabilities quite accurately.
So naturally, Na-me in reality would also be seen as a being beyond human.
‘I thought it was a mere suspicion, but I never expected it would actually be true.’
According to the brown-haired bombshell, despite their initial apology, Na-me suddenly went into a frenzy and knocked around four people until they were pink paste.
Na-me strongly denied having heard any such apology.
“Don’t deny the latter part?”
“I didn’t think they’d be that weak. I mean, I never imagined that humans who couldn’t properly use their auras would get magical engravings just because they looked pretty… back in my day, it was unimaginable…”
She was just a little slow but pure bodyguard who liked the glow-in-the-dark tattoos that shimmered at night.
Na-me pouted, feeling wronged.
Regardless of whether it was a prank or not, it was a fact that she was racially discriminated against.
Daniel, another party in the incident, was shivering under a blanket while sitting under the air conditioner.
“Ni-el, are you okay?”
“G-get away! Na-me is scary!”
“Was it you? Seriously. What a fuss.”
Actually, it was normal for someone like Daniel to react that way.
If he were a normal child, that is.
Na-me was long past that normal category.
‘Is it possible that Na-me is confusing the game with reality?’
Memories of Kariri getting training from Na-me on parrying suddenly surfaced in Yoon-seul’s mind.
That could complicate matters. Yoon-seul didn’t want her head smashed in reality.
“This little brat!”
“…?”
Na-me blinked innocently.
Seeing that, Yoon-seul lost her words.
“Let’s do better next time, okay?”
“Sure.”
“Wait, this isn’t right…!”
In the end, the situation continued to spiral without resolution.
Macky, wanting his grievances recognized, and NoName, the invincible delinquent.
Sandwiched between them were the police officers who could only scratch their heads in confusion.
Ultimately, it was NoName herself who mediated it.
She popped the candy from her mouth and said,
“Macky, if you’re that unhappy, let’s reenact the incident here.”
“Huh?”
“Let’s see how your subordinates spoke and how I responded in front of the police. If it’s determined that I overreacted, I’ll gladly cover the hospital bills and compensation.”
“Wait, how do you plan to reenact it?”
“Ni hao, qing cheng chong, Chinese people are everywhere, did your mom die from COVID or something, etc. Just say it exactly like that to me. What, can’t you do it?”
“No way! I can’t say such things in front of the police.”
Macky subtly glanced at the officers.
“Oh, don’t mind us! It’s not like it’s sincere, right? You said this was for a prank video anyway?”
“Y-yeah, that’s right…”
“Let’s see what really happened. What the heck went down that caused this mess?”
Na-me shrugged her shoulders and signaled him to hurry up.
“Ni… ni hao?”
“Keep going.”
“Qing… aah… qing cheng chong…?”
“You have to squint your eyes too. What, can’t you do that?”
Macky took a big breath and squinted his eyes so much that he could barely see.
Internally, he thought about the ambulance costs in Germany.
At least 1,000 euros, plus 4 hospitalization bills, it could total up to 10,000 euros.
The shame may be fleeting, but the expenses will linger on.
When Macky opened his eyes again, he saw NoName’s arm glowing golden.
“…!”
“Next line. Aren’t you going to do it?”
“You! You’re not planning to hit me with that fist, are you?”
“I’m just reenacting the situation casually, okay? If I truly overreacted, I’ll willingly pay you 1,000 euros, or even 10,000 euros.”
Na-me demonstrated by spinning her arm around. Sparks went zzzzt on the marble floor.
‘That purple aura back then…!’
Macky instinctively started stepping back.
The density of her power was off the charts.
Every time that bizarre aura crackled, the surrounding auras faltered and faded away.
Macky inadvertently witnessed his own aura barrier crumbling.
Without any barriers, taking that fist head-on wouldn’t just lead to hospitalization.
Visions of what could happen flashed before his eyes.
‘Why are the officers just watching with interest? What if she actually swings that at me!’
“Quickly tell me. What did you say about my mom?”
As if responding, her eyes shifted from black to golden, and then to purple again.
As Macky felt fear creeping up with the girl coming toward him, he finally realized she was only eight.
‘She’s a delinquent! Damn it!’
Different from a juvenile delinquent, because she was below ten, she wouldn’t even be subject to juvenile laws, making her practically invincible.
Thus, it wouldn’t matter if the number of victims changed from four to five.
Macky tightly closed his eyes.
With a mindset prioritizing life over money, he shouted.
“Stop…! Upon reconsideration, our prank seemed a bit over the top!”
“Just saying?”
“Then what more could we possibly do… eek!”
Na-me stepped forward and grabbed her wrist with her left hand.
Macky’s eyes saw her movements in clips like a scene from a movie.
Her shoulders turned, her waist twisted. As the weight shifted from her right foot to her left foot,
she extended her small hand directly toward Macky.
Fwoom-!
The compressed air between Macky’s body and Na-me’s hand exploded, creating a deafening bang.
‘What kind of nonsense is this…!’
The punch stopped just an inch away from him.
“Phew…”
“Be careful next time. That kind of prank is no fun for the one on the receiving end.”
Na-me withdrew her aura, shook her hands off, and walked away.
The officers sprang upright, all asking how she just pulled off that stunt.
“Na-me! Teach me how to do that! I just reached out, and there was an explosion sound!”
“Is this what they call Eastern martial arts? It’ll be super effective for riot control!”
“Wahhh! Is it something like this? Am I right?”
“Your stance is wrong. You need to ground your foot better and twist your waist more.”
“Ugh! I’m doing my best here! Aah, don’t twist me so hard, little brat! My ligaments, my ligaments!”
“I can do more, you know. The human body doesn’t break that easily.”
Thud-
With all the strength drained from his legs, Macky plopped down into a chair, recalling the strike just now.
Na-me’s punch wasn’t fast, but it was definitely substantial enough to send chills down Macky’s spine.
‘If it had hit, it would have definitely perforated…’
It wasn’t a rapid assault by any means.
Instead, it felt like a hydraulic press that would crush anything in its path without mercy.
How could such an irrational being even exist on this planet?
Macky was sweating bullets, staring at Na-me, feeling as if he had been possessed by a demon.
Ding-
The door to the police station opened, and Macky’s longtime partner, his personal cameraman, walked in. He had just taken the injured bodyguards to the hospital in an ambulance.
“How’s the negotiation going, Macky? The bodyguards are threatening to sue if they don’t get four months’ worth of salaries. The hospital bills are going to be outrageous, and we’re supposed to cover their salaries too…!”
“We decided to let it go this time.”
“What? You’re going to handle that all by yourself?”
“There’s no other way.”
“Macky, wait a moment. Regardless of everything, I’ll try to talk to them nicely.”
“Wait! Stop! Stop right there!”
The cameraman brushed aside Macky’s hand and marched over towards Na-me.
Na-me muttered, “Is tag match time now…?” while cracking her knuckles.
“Familiar face…? Huh, you’re the violin girl from TikTok, aren’t you?”
Na-me’s expression turned wistful as she let her arms droop.
