Heroine Hunts Heroines

After the war ended, Yongyong (Dragon) and I were both promoted to advanced classes.
While my combat skills and accomplishments in defeating Sin played a role, the imbalance my group caused in Class 1-A likely contributed to the decision.
Meanwhile, Class 1-B's top-performing students were transferred to Class 1-A, leaving those like Park Jun-hyuk, who’s still rotting in prison, with nothing but pity from me.

Even the senior classes couldn’t stop buzzing about my achievements.
They praised me as the hero of the war, and I basked in the admiration while maintaining a dignified composure befitting my societal status.

Unsurprisingly, countless guilds reached out with offers to join their ranks.
Among the notable ones:

• The Baekhap Guild
• The Taehwa Guild
• The Emperor Guild

Additionally, dozens of smaller guilds submitted requests for me to participate in their field exercises, a customary step before extending full membership offers.

"Representative offers from prestigious guilds and countless smaller ones! Yet you still refuse? Why won’t you join a guild already?!"

A flurry of papers landed squarely on my face, courtesy of a frustrated 불방망이 (Unyielding One).

The documents weren’t just invitations; they were applications for field exercises, a soft recruitment tactic that practically guaranteed membership upon completion.

To be honest, I had considered joining a guild.
But with my responsibilities as the Baekhwa Representative, and the looming chaos of war recovery, the thought felt... exhausting.

Not to mention, Baekhwa’s return to the Academy would soon align our fates as peers.
As a national leader, they’d likely ascend to my grade level.

"I still haven’t conquered Shinohara Kotone yet."
"You’re insane! Don’t you realize your group completely throws off the Academy's balance?"

"We’re already advanced-level! What’s there to worry about?"

"Then why not just move us to an S-Class? Or are you trying to rob us of our youthful Academy life? Huh? Seriously, should I try pulling your skirt down?"
"You’re impossible! You’ll say anything, won’t you?"

"Seriously, you're even wearing pants. What a shame, tsk tsk."

If only you wore skirts short enough to show your panties, maybe Yoo Jin-seok would feel something.
But Unyielding One (불방망이) not only has a terrible personality but also rarely wears skirts. What a waste.

"So, we’ve been promoted. What more do you want?"
"Even in the advanced class, there’s a disparity! What are you even doing there?"

"Obviously? My girls are worshipping me, duh."
"That’s the issue! Why are you treating your seniors like slaves?"
"They like it! What do you want me to do about it?"

It’s no secret that the female students of Hanseong Academy already had a soft spot for me.
Of course, the ones outright worshipping me had already been corrupted by Choi Si-woo’s influence.
In other words, they were under my command—monsters, just like me.

• "Ah, this is how you play fire rat spinning. Haha, you’re good at it."
• "Wow! Grandpa, the whole field is on fire!"
• "Ah, no! Stop!"