Chapter 930

The introduction of the coaching staff was handled by Yeom Jun-yeol, but the introduction of the Ho-jok couple was naturally taken over by Anda-in. He briefly introduced the Ho-jok couple as employees of the Hwangmyeong Foundation, highlighting their combat skills.

'If they were on the faculty, I would have had more time to spend with Anda-in.'

However, the Ho-jok couple wasn't on the faculty; they were simply employees of the Hwangmyeong Foundation.

If they had become teachers or professional coaches, they would have been in a position to grade Anda-in. Even though the couple acted fairly, suspicions about Anda-in's grades would likely arise, so perhaps it was a deliberate decision to avoid that.

Anda-in quickly finished their introduction. Though he could have gone on about their accomplishments, he seemed to have kept it brief considering the situation.

"Da-in really takes after his father."

"He also has a bit of his mother's vibe."

I overheard the voices of Park Seung-hyun, who had been selected as an official supporter, and Kim Hyun-goo, who was selected as a substitute dealer.

As they said, Anda-in generally resembled his father, but there were aspects of him that reminded people of his mother as well.

Honestly, it didn’t really matter who he resembled. To anyone looking at them, they clearly seemed like a family.

Thanks to spending more time with their daughter, the Ho-jok couple’s previously dry, tired-looking expressions had softened, and they had regained a more parental warmth.

"I hope you take good care of us during the training camp."

The Ho-jok couple smiled kindly, just like Anda-in.

Ju Su-hyeok watched the peaceful scene of the Ho-jok family with a gaze full of admiration.

Perhaps, seeing the couple’s smiles, he imagined what the future version of Anda-in might be like.

The heartwarming scene continued, and in a moment of distraction, the Ho-jok couple slipped over to my side after the introduction of the coaching staff was over.

"We may not have much to teach, but we'll do our best to help," they said.

"I hope we can repay you, even if just a little."

Though they didn’t speak loudly or make grand gestures to draw attention, the couple still caught my eye.

Aside from Yong Je-geon, who was openly showing interest, no one else was particularly observing us, but I could feel that everyone was paying attention.

In the first place, in such close proximity without any barrier, it would be impossible to avoid the attention of the players representing Yeonggwang High.

"I’m glad to have the chance to train with you, Eui-shin. I’ll do my best not to hold you back," said Anda-in, adding to what the Ho-jok couple had said.

Their words were excessively kind and their tone overly warm, as if they were treating family.

Ju Su-hyeok smiled bitterly, and Moon Saeron, who was standing behind, stared at us with piercing eyes.

Thankfully, Yeom Jun-yeol quickly moved the orientation forward.

"Next, I will introduce the selected members. The first-year students are currently absent for the youth training camp, so we’ll arrange another opportunity for them to be introduced later."

Two first-year students had been selected.

In terms of skill, Cheon Eun-ha, Eun Seo-ho, and Eun Yi-ho should have been selected, but they didn’t apply due to the Ho-jok couple’s circumstances.

One of the first-year representatives was Cha Seok-won, and the other was a younger student I knew.

They were both participating in the youth training camp, so they weren’t here.

’That was the kid who had the interview with Eun-ho. He's not a playable character, nor an NPC, so I have no information on him.’

Unlike the officially selected Cha Seok-won, the other one was a candidate, but even being chosen as a candidate was something.

Considering the intensity of the selection, it was a big deal that a representative came from the first-year class.

For the second and third-year representatives, everyone knew them. Aside from a few, they were mostly playable characters.

"Next, I will call the names of the candidates, including those selected by grade, in alphabetical order."

After first-year, Yeom Jun-yeol called out the names of the second and third-year representatives, including candidates.

Among those selected, the second-year class had the most representatives.

Second Year:

Kim Hyun-goo, Dokgo Miro, Maeng Hyo-don, Park Seung-hyun, Anda-in, myself, Ju Su-hyeok.

Because it was in alphabetical order, I ended up being called between Anda-in and Ju Su-hyeok.

I couldn’t understand why I was in the middle of a group I had been supporting and cheering for.

I could only hope that during the summer break, their relationship would progress.

Next, it was time for the third-year representatives.

Third Year:

Kwak Gyeong-gu, Ma Jin-seung, Yeom Jun-yeol, Jeong Hae-on, Heo Chae-ah.

As soon as Yeom Jun-yeol finished calling the names, attention naturally shifted to the person whose name wasn’t called.

It was Cheon Dong-ha.

Given Cheon Dong-ha’s abilities, it was expected that he would be selected, so everyone had assumed he’d be one of the representatives.

Heo Chae-ah said regretfully, "It would have been reassuring if Dong-ha could have fought with us, it’s a shame."

"Due to circumstances, I can’t spend much time. I’ll wait until the first years arrive and then leave."

Cheon Dong-ha responded while putting a staff ID tag around his neck.

Today, Cheon Dong-ha had come as a staff member.

He was planning to check the movements of the group during the team battles and would step in if needed as a sparring partner.

It was truly unfortunate that we couldn’t see Cheon Dong-ha represent Yeonggwang High, but I was thankful he had taken some time out of his busy schedule to be here.

"Now, let me introduce the training camp location. The training will primarily take place in the landscaping area and the Silver Forging Hall ( 은련관) visible ahead."

Yeom Jun-yeol pointed to the plaque of the Silver Forging Hall.

It was a strange feeling that a space exclusively for Baekho-gun was now open for the students of Yeonggwang High to train.

When I first heard that the Silver Forging Hall would be used for training, I thought I had misheard.

I wondered if there was another building at Yeonggwang High with the same name as Baekho-gun’s Silver Forging Hall.

I even suspected that Hwang Ji-ho might have played a trick and forced Baekho-gun to lend it, but the reality was different.

"The suggestion to use the landscaping area came from Baekho. He also offered the Silver Forging Hall."

According to Hwang Ji-ho, it was Baekho-gun who had first suggested the training camp location.

It was surprising that Baekho-gun had shown interest in the camp, but the fact that he offered his own space was even more astonishing.

Moreover, we weren’t just gathering for training.

We were here to get to know each other better and to build unity through this "training camp."

There was an option to use the dormitories, but doing so would have separated us from the outside world, making the purpose of the camp less meaningful. Therefore, we decided to find separate accommodations.

"For the training camp, everyone needs a place to stay. The coaches can leave after work, but the students need to eat and sleep together."

"Don’t worry about that. If Baekho ever wanted, I’ve already prepared a place where he can take in many disciples."

Hwang Ji-ho replied confidently when I asked about accommodations.

It seemed that there were countless people who wanted to become Baekho-gun’s disciples, as the best martial artist of the Ho-jok clan. Though Baekho-gun didn’t take in disciples easily, he had prepared a building near the Silver Forging Hall in case his mind ever changed.

The building was named "Eunsugwon" with the intention of providing a place for Baekho-gun’s disciples to rest after their training.

"The facility for Eunsugwon has been fully prepared. We’ve been regularly maintaining and upgrading the facilities, so there shouldn’t be any inconveniences. It will be a comfortable place for the training camp, so don’t worry."

Hwang Ji-ho spoke confidently, but I was curious about Baekho-gun’s opinion on all of this.

Though Anda-in was included, the rest of us had little direct connection to Baekho-gun. Would it be okay for him to so easily allow us to use the Silver Forging Hall, Eunsugwon, and the landscaping area?

I was concerned if Baekho-gun truly wanted it, or if it was just a formality.

Baekho-gun, who had been silently listening to Hwang Ji-ho, looked in my direction and spoke.

"Don’t worry."

I wasn’t sure if he was responding because he understood my concern or if it was just his usual manner.

Baekho-gun continued in a serious tone.

"The landscaping area is my responsibility. I suggested it and gave permission, so I will take responsibility for anything that happens."

Did he think I was worried about the safety of the selected representatives?

No, I felt like there was another meaning behind his words about "anything that happens."

But there wasn’t enough to go on to make any conclusions.

Baekho-gun was quieter in this world than during the previous one, so understanding his principles of action was difficult.

"Hahaha! The landscaping area is also part of Yeonggwang High. I will also take care of the safety. If anything happens, I’ll join the coaching staff using the principal’s position…"

"That’s enough."

Hwang Ji-ho’s needless chatter was cut short by Baekho-gun.

With such a competent coaching staff and selected representatives, there was no way anything dangerous could happen.

Besides, it seemed like the Ho-jok clan was keeping an eye on things, so we likely didn’t need to worry about safety.

"Next, I’ll talk about room assignments for Eunsugwon. Currently, with the number of people, we can offer individual rooms, but when the first-year students join, there may be some who need to share."

Eunsugwon wasn’t vast, and I didn’t think it would have enough space for everyone to have a private room.

I had prepared myself for a four-person room, so hearing we might have individual rooms was surprising.

No one expressed complaints after hearing Yeom Jun-yeol’s announcement.

After confirming the reactions of those present, he continued.

"So, we’ll first pick those who’ll be in shared rooms."

With the mention of shared rooms, some volunteered.

Kim Hyun-goo and Park Seung-hyun, who had been close since first year, raised their hands, as did the well-connected Ju Su-hyeok.

Dokgo Miro and Anda-in also expressed they’d be fine sharing a room together.

"I also wanted to share a room with someone..."

As people raised their hands, Yeom Jun-yeol mumbled, lowering his eyebrows.

Perhaps he wanted to share a room with his friend Kwak Gyeong-gu? Yeom Jun-yeol and Kwak Gyeong-gu had been close friends for a long time.

But Kwak Gyeong-gu seemed to be against it.

"Jun-yeol, your abilities give off heat. Just take a single room."

In the end, there were too many opinions, so they decided to select roommates randomly. It was much better than fighting over rooms.

Using a ladder-draw app, I ended up with a shared room.

My roommate was Maeng Hyo-don.

"Hey, vice-captain. I don’t have any weird sleeping habits."

"I don’t think I do either."

It didn’t matter who the roommate was, but with Maeng Hyo-don, I felt I could rest comfortably.

It had been a long time since I slept in a room with someone else.

Aside from when I stayed in Olmu’s guest room or the Tiger Mansion, I usually slept alone.

During last year’s youth training camp, I didn’t sleep a wink and moved around for two hours, and on the newspaper department’s investigative trip, I either stayed up all night or slept in a single room.

’I didn’t have sleeping habits in the previous world. I probably didn’t develop any new ones here.’

But just in case, I needed to be careful not to disturb Maeng Hyo-don’s sleep.

While I was chatting with Maeng Hyo-don about sleeping patterns, he suddenly looked up and stared at the other side of the landscaping area.

It was toward Cheonglang Lake, which was covered in mist. He seemed to have felt someone’s gaze from that direction.

It was where Baekho-gun had been a moment ago. Realizing this, Maeng Hyo-don’s eyesight seemed to have gotten sharper.

After the room assignments and introduction of the events, it was already late.

Though it was summer and the sun didn’t set, it was getting close to night.