Chapter 3 of "Became My Idol's Older Brother"

"Be right back~."

"Sure. Don't go anywhere else and come back quickly."

"Okay~."

"I'll be back."

Yuna stepped outside the house, yawned widely, and stretched.

"Brother, you're amazing today. Why did you wake up so early? I find it the hardest to wake up in the morning."

Yuna's behavior was still something I couldn't get used to.

She looked just like her mother, with a face that needed no words to describe its beauty, and a personality that was friendly and carefree.

There was no trace of the weak and trembling idol I had seen in the van, living in fear and darkness.

'How many hardships must she have gone through?'

Could someone who laughs so easily have changed so much?

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Huh?"

"Stupid. You should be going to school, not naturally heading towards the PC room."

"Oh-."

Lost in thought, I had been walking wherever my feet took me.

This direction was towards the PC room.

...Note.

Sehyeon Middle School was conveniently close to the apartment, so I could see it by just turning my head.

"Want to go to the PC room after school?"

"..."

"Don't want to? No, could it be that you're still upset because you lost the last time we played?"

Yuna going to a PC room?

I couldn't imagine it.

"Let's go."

I couldn't miss such a rare experience.

"Ooh, but brother."

"Hmm?"

"I don't have any money. I've used up all my allowance."

"..."

I rummaged through my bag.

There were five ten-thousand won bills inside.

"Ooh! Just ten thousand! Just ten thousand!"

"Here."

Yuna tilted her head and took the ten-thousand won bill I offered.

"Are you really giving it to me?"

"Yeah. Buy whatever you want to eat. Do you need more?"

"..."

After standing still for a while, Yuna suddenly returned the bill.

"No, just take it back, brother."

"What? Why?"

"No matter how I look at it, it seems strange. Is this a trap? Our brother wouldn't do this."

"It's not a trap. What kind of trap all of a sudden?"

"I know it's a trap. Do you think I can be fooled?"

Then she ran towards the school gate.

I stared at her retreating back in confusion.

It seems she misunderstood something.

"See you later~!"

Yuna met up with her friends and entered the school first.

Yuna and Jung Yun-sung were only a year apart, so they attended the same middle school.

I walked into the school slowly.

"Phew-. School at this age."

Being thirty and attending school.

Especially middle school.

In fact, I didn't have many good memories of my school days.

My mother had an affair with another man, divorced, and started a new family. My father, blaming everything on me, left me at my grandmother's house and went away.

The reason I particularly don't want to recall my middle school days is that once, when I was so desperate to see my mother, I went to find her, but she, who had already remarried and had a new child, told me never to come back and gave me a ten-thousand won bill.

"Ugh. Suddenly feeling so down."

I crumpled the bill and put it in my pocket.

Then I found and entered Room 3-1.

When I opened the classroom door and entered, the noisy atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

What's wrong with the atmosphere here?

"Hi, Yun-sung."

The girls greeted me with smiles one by one.

Strangely, the boys seemed to be completely ignoring me.

Something I never imagined during my school days.

Usually, when I went to school, the girls treated me like I was invisible.

'Ah, but what about studying?'

Even if it's not high school, how can I remember everything I learned in middle school?

When I helped Yuna with her math problem yesterday, I felt like I was about to faint.

"Hey, Jung Yun-sung."

Right then,

Smack!

Someone hit the back of my head hard.

"..."

It had been a long time since I was hit on the back of the head.

I was more surprised and confused than angry, so I turned around.

Three boys who looked like they only played and never studied surrounded me in a cocky stance.

"Did you bring the money?"

"Money?"

"Yeah. Kid, the money."

Wait. Could this be school bullying?

Am I being extorted right now?

"I don't have it."

"What? You don't? You said you'd bring ten thousand won today, damn it."

Ah, that's why there were ten thousand won in my bag...

The atmosphere suddenly turned hostile.

The girls, sensing the tension, tried to intervene.

"Hey, don't pick on Yun-sung."

"Why are you picking on him?"

"Get lost."

"Are you really going to tell the teacher?"

"Tell or not, you bastards."

But as with most school bullying, it didn't change even if the kids tried to stop it.

Teachers rarely resolve school bullying.

"Jung Yun-sung, you've been a bit off lately, haven't you?"

While it's a stereotype, usually good-looking kids don't become bullies.

But what about these guys?

It seems like the opposite situation.

"If you come out of this, you'll know what it feels like to die."

They started searching my bag and pockets.

After a while,

"What? There's ten thousand won in this pocket? And more money in the bag."

"Wow, did this kid think he wouldn't get caught?"

"What an idiot. Is he crazy?"

Feeling my head being poked, I was starting to get annoyed.

"If you apologize now, I'll let you off."

"Right. His sister is really pretty, isn't she? If you introduce her to us, we'll let you off."

"I saw her too. She's really beautiful. If you bring her once, we'll..."

Bang!

When they mentioned my sister, I slammed my fist on the desk and stood up.

"Ooh, you stood up."

"What are you going to do now that you're standing? Hit me?"

"Hit me, you bastard. You can't even fight... Ah!"

I grabbed the guy in front of me and threw him to the ground with a suplex.

"What, what? Damn! Ugh!"

The guy next to him,

"This crazy bastard! Ah!"

And the guy next to him.

I threw all three of them onto the wooden classroom floor.

Seeing them groaning and moaning, I suddenly felt like smoking.

"Phew. These bastards are really something."

Judo for 10 years. Kickboxing for 5 years. Taekwondo for 5 years.

These are the sports I've done from when I was young until now.

I didn't do sports just to get into a sports university.

I just liked physical activities since I was young.

That's why I never got bullied or hit by anyone from elementary school.

Kids knew to be careful around me.

Even after becoming an adult, my large build and the cauliflower ears from judo meant no one ever picked a fight with me.

So I didn't want to use violence on these guys if I could avoid it, but they crossed a line.

"Ugh-. You f***ing..."

I squatted down next to the guy who hit me on the back of the head.

Before he could get up, I

Smack!

slapped him hard.

"Hey, do you find it fun to bully people?"

"You f***!"

Smack!

"Do you find it fun?"

Smack!

"You're not answering?"

"No, no."

The guy was even tearing up.

"But why do you bully people who aren't doing anything? Do you want to get beaten up?"

"..."

"You're just kids. Already acting like hooligans."

I stood up and approached the other guys still lying on the floor.

"Don't pretend to be in pain. Get up. If you don't, I'll throw you out the window."

They quickly got up.

"If I see you bullying anyone again, it won't end here. Got it?"

"Uh-huh."

They're just 16-year-old, immature kids.

Even if I'm in someone else's body, it's a waste to use violence on such kids.

"If you understand, get out of here. I'll give you 10 seconds."

"But, we're in the same class."

"...Get out of here."

They quickly returned to their seats.

I'm just making people use their strength for no reason.

"..."

But the classroom atmosphere was as cold as a freezer.

I smiled slightly to break the awkwardness.

The boys quickly avoided my gaze, and the girls started to laugh one by one.

'That's why good-looking guys are like this.'

I don't know why I'm getting more angry.

* * *

"Okay, the value of xy we need to know here is..."

The sound of the chalk hitting the board.

I was struggling to keep up with the class, wracking my brain.

Was middle school curriculum this difficult?

Plus, I was never good at math.

So I tried to take notes of what was written on the board.

But,

'Hmm?'

I noticed something strange.

'What's that?'

I saw something I hadn't seen before in some of the students.

What should I call it?

Flame? Energy? Aura?

Right. Aura.

At first, I didn't notice, but when I looked closely, I could see auras flowing from their entire bodies.

And the auras were different colors for different students.

Some were white, some light purple, and some red.

'Is there something wrong with my eyes?'

Even after class, during the break, and in other classes, it was the same.

The students who emitted auras changed with each subject.

Was there something wrong with my eyes, or was I going crazy?

This question remained unanswered until the end of the class.

"Phew-. It's strange. The auras disappear as soon as class is over."

And then came lunchtime.

"Hey! Jung Yun-sung!"

There were kids disturbing the peaceful lunchtime, which is loved by office workers and students alike.

I glanced over and saw the guys I had suplexed earlier.

They seemed to have brought another bully.

"Phew."

I thought about ignoring them,

'Wait, does that guy have it too?'

The guy they brought was physically different from the others. He was taller and bigger than the other kids.

But what caught my eye was,

'That guy has an aura too?'

Out of curiosity, I approached him.

His name tag read Kim Tae-young.

"You beat these guys alone, you said?"

The auras I saw in class were fresh colors, but Kim Tae-young emitted a black aura.

Wait, let's put the aura aside for a moment.

Jung Yun-sung isn't short, but this guy was a head taller.

Plus, he was bigger, making it difficult to deal with him.

If the guys behind him all attack at once...

Snap!

While I was thinking this, Kim Tae-young grabbed my collar and started shaking me.

"Hey, you got beaten by this weakling? Are you a bastard?"

These guys really have no limits when it comes to disrespecting others.

I grabbed his hand to twist it.

But it felt like grabbing a pot lid with a tiny hand.

Right then,

"!?"

Kim Tae-young's black aura flowed through my hand and covered my entire body.

'What, what?'

And at that moment, I felt an overwhelming surge of strength.

A strength that shouldn't be in this weak and thin body.

In sync with that, I

"How could you... Ah!"

Lifted his large body and slammed him to the ground.

Bang!

"..."

A long silence followed.

"Ugh... Ugh..."

Hearing Kim Tae-young's groans, which sounded like he was about to cry, I snapped back to reality.

Ah, I messed up.

"Ugh."

"Hey, hey. It's okay, it's okay. You won't die from this. Come on, take a deep breath. Don't cry, you're a man."

I should have thrown him safely onto the wooden floor, but I got excited and threw him onto the hard corridor floor without thinking.

Earlier, I didn't punch the bullies and just threw them onto the wooden floor to quickly subdue them and avoid leaving any marks.

I didn't want to get into a situation where parents were called and I had to pay medical bills.

But this is going to hurt a lot.

"Hey, don't lose consciousness. Open your eyes."

I patted Kim Tae-young to help him regain consciousness.

"Hey, don't just stand there. Help... "

"Shit!!"

"Run! That guy is a complete monster!"

The other guys had already run away.

"Tsk. Friends like that. You should get up now, right?"

Kim Tae-young groaned and barely managed to stand up.

"How are you? Are you okay?"

He nodded without answering.

"If you're okay, say so, damn it."

"I'm, I'm okay."

"Right. And you, a big guy, shouldn't run crying to your mom over something like this. Got it?"

"Uh-huh."

"Don't bully kids anymore. Focus on your studies. Got it? If I see you do this again, you'll know."

Kim Tae-young nodded repeatedly, pleading.

"Can, can I go now?"

"Go."

As soon as I said that, he quickly disappeared like the wind.

"Really, what a spectacular first day of school."

I shook off my hands and was about to go eat lunch.

"But what was that just now?"

The mysterious aura.

When the black aura started flowing through my hand, I initially felt a chill.

It felt like an alien life form was entering my body.

"But when it touched my body..."

After that, I suddenly felt an explosive surge of strength.

It was definitely a strength I couldn't produce with this body.

I lifted his large body and slammed him to the ground.

Seeing the strange aura and feeling it flow into my body when I touched it...

"Could I have become a superhuman?"

...

I muttered "crazy guy" to myself and ran to the cafeteria.

Chapter 4