When you enter the club room, the first thing you notice is the smell of snacks. Then, when you turn your head, you're faced with the monster village, which takes up an entire wall. The monster village that we had created and hosted since the beginning of our school life almost perfectly mimicked the Augran … Continue reading I Don’t Want to be an Ojakgyo (145)

I stretched my hand to close my empty black eyes, still facing the sky. Though, thank goodness my younger siblings didn't see me dying. No, was it actually unlucky that I wasn't able to see my younger siblings, my driving force, before I died? I had gained more information through the book and I didn't … Continue reading I Don’t Want to be an Ojakgyo (144)

“And then I’m probably going to jot that down in my bucket list, huh.” That was how I had written “Get to 100 days with my boyfriend,” too–after being jealous of a passerby just like this. Thankfully, I had recently learned that it was all trash thanks to Eric. I actually felt pretty bad for … Continue reading I Don’t Want to be an Ojakgyo (143)

Until now, I had only been looking at what had happened before I had died. Whenever I felt like my death was coming up, I replayed scenes from earlier in my life, far away from the time of my death. The reason why I didn't want to see when I died was simple. I was … Continue reading I Don’t Want to be an Ojakgyo (142)

It seemed like I had fallen asleep while I had been looking through the memories of my past life. When I woke up, I was drenched in sweat. I woke up with a frown on my face--my mood wasn't too great, either. I had used the magic on the bench as soon as swordsmanship class … Continue reading I Don’t Want to be an Ojakgyo (141)

I shook my leg underneath the desk as I waited for class to end. I unknowingly kept checking the time. As soon as class ended, I was going to run to my room and take another look at my memories of the past. I had told myself last night that my past life didn't have … Continue reading I Don’t Want to be an Ojakgyo (140)

After almost an hour of wiping down the sword carefully enough not to break it, some strangely familiar patterns and appropriately placed multicolored jewels began to appear. Most of the jewels were dark, close to being black. I knew why the patterns felt familiar. The pattern that was engraved into the handle of the sword … Continue reading I Don’t Want to be an Ojakgyo (139)

"If there's any white magic you want to use, tell me. There's a lot of cool ones." Swan's hand shone with bright, pearl-colored white magic. His arm was covered with suppression bracelets, but he still had so much magic left. I was so jealous. I couldn't even use the magic that I had because it … Continue reading I Don’t Want to be an Ojakyo (138)

"Whooooooooa! Incredible!""That was so awesome!" Even after the music had stopped and I had gotten off the stage, the students continued to clap and cheer loudly. I was done with my performance, so i didn't need to head back to the stage. When I headed down, I could feel everyone's eyes follow me. I tried … Continue reading I Don’t Want to be an Ojakgyo (137)

"Oh my god, Shushu!" Hazel, who had just arrived back with her makeup, placed it down next to her and ran over to me. She looked touched as she held my cheeks in her hands. "Ah, I'm so happy! Dressing you up makes me so excited, you know? I especially designed the outfit based on … Continue reading I Don’t Want to be an Ojakgyo (136)