God of Crime

Chapter 17: Having Too Much of a Good Thing #4

It was the anticipated day when the exam results would come out.

Understandably, everyone was interested in the rankings of An Eun-young and Park Sung-kwang. After entering the school, the two people had always occupied the first and second places.

Who would be ranked first in the whole school this time?

“I think that Sung-kwang will win this time. These days, his rankings have been very high.

“But can he overcome the wall that is An Eun-young? On the last test, she got an average of 98 points. …The god of studying. Totally."

“But it seems that Eun-young didn't prepare much for the test because she was teaching Seo Tae-hyuk."

“No, Class President is eternally…."

"…Park Sung-kwang!"

"…An Eun-young!"

There was a fiery argument in the classroom.

"Hey! Be quiet! The results you've been waiting for have come out!"

The front door of the classroom had opened and Teacher Jung Nam-ho had entered. There was a big smile on his face.

Teacher Jung Nam-ho started to give out the report cards in the order of the attendance number.

People who got the desired result were cheerful. Those who got lower than they had expected sighed.

"Park Sung-kwang."

It was Park Sung-kwang's turn. 

He was confident that he was first in the school, so he walked forward with a smiling face. However, the atmosphere was weird, and Teacher Jung Nam-ho had a concerned expression.

"… Is something going on at home?"

"Huh?"

Park Sung-kwang asked with a puzzled expression.

"Aiyah. We need to do something about this."

"……"

Park Sung-kwang felt like something was unfortunate as he returned to his seat with the report card.

Then he cursed as he opened the envelope.

"…Shit."

'Seventh overall.'

He was a person who had only ever been first or second. It was a satisfactory achievement.

If there was a problem, it was that he had always been behind someone.

Wooduk!

Park Sung-kwang grinded his teeth together.

There was only one reason for this outcome:

An Eun-young. That bitch had backstabbed him. He had copied An Eun-young's answer sheet. So, it seemed like she had sacrificed her own grades. An Eun-young would be seventh place as well. Park Sung-kwang glared at An Eun-young, thinking about how to get revenge. 

An Eun-young soon received her report card. Teacher Jung Nam-ho's chest puffed up like he was proud.

"An Eun-young! The first in the school! You've worked hard! Go home and rest!"

An Eun-young smiled gently and bowed toward Teacher Jung Nam-ho.

Park Sung-kwang's eyes widened.

'First in the school?'

It couldn't be. 

He had obviously copied An Eun-young's answer sheet exactly. So, why was there a different result…?

“And there is someone else I have something to say to. Tae-hyuk! Come out!"

Seo Tae-hyuk, who had been sitting quietly in his seat until then, walked forward.

Teacher Jung Nam-ho embraced Tae-hyuk enthusiastically.

“I was really surprised! Another first place student came from my class! Tae-hyuk! What did I say? I knew you could do it!"

“T-that is ridiculous!”

“Seo Tae-hyuk is first place?"

"Lies!"

The students fell into a panic at Teacher Jung Nam-ho's words. They knew that he had been studying hard with Class President. Still, it was the first place in the school. He was a gangster who was soon to be expelled.

Tae-hyuk said,

“Well, the problems came from the parts that Class President taught me. I was lucky."

"Hey! Well done! Really well done! But what is with that face?"

Teacher Jung Nam-ho pointed to the bandage stuck to Seo Tae-hyuk's face.

“Oh, this? You will soon find out."

It was like someone had injured him.

It was at that moment…

“Seo, Tae, Hyuk!"

Park Sung-kwang rushed toward Tae-hyuk with a demonic expression.

He grabbed Seo Tae-hyuk by the collar and dragged him out.

“You guys! Hey! Park Sung-kwang!"

Teacher Jung Nam-ho moved forward, but it happened so quickly that he couldn't stop Park Sung-kwang.

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Park Sung-kwang dragged Seo Tae-hyuk to the school rooftop.

He didn't know exactly what had happened. 

However, one thing was for certain—that bastard Seo Tae-hyuk had a hand in it.

“How dare you fuck with me?"

Tae-hyuk cocked his head with a puzzled expression.

“What are you talking about?”

“Denying it until the end! Dog scum. I don't know how you did it, but you changed my answer sheet to yours!"

Tae-hyuk spoke while peering at the wristwatch on his right wrist.

“You were sitting behind me when doing the test. Wouldn't you notice if I did anything weird?"

It made a lot of sense.

Obviously, Seo Tae-hyuk hadn't done anything suspicious when he took the exam.

"… Wait. You clearly fought with the student who was collecting the papers. I thought you had just gone crazy from the stress. My answer sheet was taken at that time!"

Tae-hyuk spoke like it was unfair.

“Did you see me lay a finger on the answer sheets?"

“No! It had to be then! Tell me! What did you do?"

Tae-hyuk once again looked at his watch to confirm the time.

"I really didn't do anything."

"This dog scum. Do you think you will be safe if you do this? My father is a politician!"

Park Sung-kwang was sincerely heated up. He was irritated that Seo Tae-hyuk was acting so calmly in front of him. He would use a group of gangsters under his father's influence.  It would ease his heart to aim them at Seo Tae-hyuk.

“Well. Is it that time?"

"What, time?"

Park Sung-kwang realized something strange.

Since earlier, Seo Tae-hyuk had seemed to be wasting time. He had also been checking the time with his wristwatch. Additionally, Seo Tae-hyuk had a bandage on his face. It seemed like someone had injured him.

However, Park Sung-kwang never touched Seo Tae-hyuk.

So, who did it…?

Seo Tae-hyuk licked his lips and said,

“Oh, this cut on my face?”

He peeled back the bandage to reveal a bruise like someone had beaten him.

“I had to concentrate on playing the role. Is this called method acting?"

"Acting?"

“Yes, it will be starting soon."

Tae-hyuk's watch was pointed at exactly 9.30.

Suddenly, something was broadcasted around the whole school.

-Seo, Tae, Hyuk!You son of a bitch!

Park Sung-kwang's angry voice was heard from the broadcast. Then there was a noise like someone was fighting.

Peok!

There were the sounds of someone being beaten.

-I—I won't cooperate with your cheating no matter how much you beat me up!

This time it was Seo Tae-hyuk's voice.

The human imagination was great. They only heard a few voices and some sound effects, yet the scene appeared vividly in front of their eyes.

Park Sung-kwang's fist slammed into Seo Tae-hyuk's face.

Tae-hyuk certainly heard it this way. He muttered with a satisfied expression.

“Well, Eun-young did it correctly."

"What? Broadcast? Why is it my voice? What the hell?"

Park Sung-kwang panicked. It was his voice and not someone else's that was being broadcasted.

–I told you to change your answer sheet with mine.Are you resisting now?I'll kill you!

–S-still.My grades have been low since doing this for you!Additionally, framing me for that beating…I can't take it anymore!

-Stupid bastard.I am the ruler of this school, yet you're rebelling against me?I will make this your memorial day!

Park Sung-kwang was stunned as he listened to the broadcast from the roof.

It detailed that he had changed his grades by intimidating Seo Tae-hyuk, who was very good at studying.

Of course, he did something similar, but it wasn't with Seo Tae-hyuk. Additionally, he had tried to kick Tae-hyuk out of school by framing him for a fight.

Such contents were being broadcasted.

Tae-hyuk spoke with a face of admiration,

“Oh, this part! I did it, but it doesn't seem real. 'For the sake of justice, I can't endure your wickedness any longer!' Wah… Don't I have a talent in acting?"

"This bastard!"

Park Sung-kwang knew that the broadcast was being manipulated. He didn't know how his voice had gotten on there, but that didn't matter.

Right now, he was a great villain who had threatened Seo Tae-hyuk to cover up his actions. He lost everything he had built in the school.

This had to stop.

Park Sung-kwang decided to use his greatest weapon.

"… Don't you know that my father is a politician? Stop the broadcast and explain that everything was a misunderstanding. Otherwise, I will turn you and your family into mince meat with my father's gang."

It was a violent threat. Furthermore, Park Sung-kwang had the ability to carry it out.

Suddenly, Tae-hyuk sighed.

“Why, are you feeling regret?"

"No, your words are truly amazing."

Tae-hyuk looked at the Demon Revealing Mirror. When he came to the rooftop, he had used Spying.

Until one minute ago, these words had been written in Park Sung-kwang's title.

‘Son of politician Park Seong-ho.'

However, that was now empty. What this meant was…

"I know what a great person you are, but I will say this—it is nothing. Your title… The words you use to represent yourself… That is now empty."

Park Sung-kwang was confused. He couldn't understand Tae-hyuk's words at all.

Tae-hyuk laughed bitterly.

“In the end, you—Park Sung-kwang, the son of politician Park Seong-ho—disappeared from this world a minute ago."

At the same time, the country was in an uproar.