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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 304: Epilogue of the Webtoon Commemorative Special

Chapter 304: Epilogue of the Webtoon Commemorative Special

Up‍​ until the moment⁠​​ I first opened‌‌ my eyes in‌‌‍ this world, I thought I would‌ end up as⁠ nothing more than‍ a supporting character.‍⁠‍

And‌ that wasn’t strange⁠ within the story—I‌ was an extra‌ among extras.

A simple character who‍‌ passed by briefly​‌ in an event‍ scene.

That‍ was Corin Loch.​‍‍

I spent three years​‍⁠ traveling alongside the‌‌ true protagonist, Park​ Sihoo.

I discovered the truth,​⁠ was betrayed, and​​‍ returned once more.⁠​‍

The‌​​ people I couldn’t‌‍‍ save because of‌‍‍ my immaturity.

For‍‍​ those I lost⁠⁠ before my very‌ eyes, I made​ a warrior’s vow.‌

I swore that I would not tolerate​‍⁠ the misfortune of​ the righteous, that‍‍ I would defeat‌‍‍ the wicked and⁠‍​ save the world.‌‌

This‍ time, I would‍​ not fail.

I swore it, staking​⁠⁠ my life.

Everything​​‍ began when I saved a girl​ who was about​⁠ to fall into‍ a miserable life.​‍⁠

Thus,⁠ kindness chained itself​ one after another,‌‌ and on the⁠‌ day the final‌ battle against the​​ Demon King ended—​​‌

[Corin⁠‍‌ Loch, congratulations on​‌‍ reaching the hidden⁠⁠ ending.]

Without⁠⁠​ a doubt, we‌‍​ saved the world.‌‍​

“Corin.”​‌⁠

“Hey.”‍

“Corin…?”‍

At⁠⁠ the female voices‍⁠‍ calling me, I opened my eyes⁠⁠ with difficulty.

I wasn’t physically tired,‌‌ but remembering what‍ had happened during‍‍ the night left⁠​ me with a kind of mental‌‌​ fatigue.

“Corin,​​‍ did you sleep‍‌‌ well? Do you​‍‌ want potatoes for‍‌ breakfast?”

“Ga-ga~,‍​ wake up. Hwa‍ wants to play​ too. This never​​ happens.”

“Hwaran…​ please don’t switch⁠⁠⁠ halfway through a sentence, it’s confusing.”‌

Beauties​‌ of every color​ were peeking down‍ from above, chatting⁠‌‌ cheerfully.

‘This​⁠ really is life.’​

Ah,⁠ what a view.​​‌

“And‍​ what nonsense are‌ you saying now?”‍‌

“Sister,‌​ give me a kiss on the⁠‍ cheek.”

“Huh?‌ Now?”

Marie​‌ hesitated. When I urged her with‌ my eyes, she‍​​ closed them resignedly‍ and leaned in.⁠‌

—Thump!​

“Guh…!”‍​

“H-Hwaran?”‍

A direct punch to​​⁠ the chest. Hwaran‌​‍ had hit me.‍‌

“You’re‌​ getting spoiled.”

“Gh…‍​ Hwa… what are⁠​‍ you doing to​‌ this Ga-ga husband…?”​​

“Stop⁠⁠ talking nonsense and‌ get up.”

With‌⁠ a cold look,‌​ Hwaran grabbed my‌ hand and yanked⁠​ me up.

“Ugh…‍‌⁠ you’ve been really⁠‍​ cold lately, Hwa.‌​‍ Is it boredom?”⁠

“Go‍​⁠ wash up and⁠ eat. We need​‌‌ to leave soon.”⁠⁠​

“What‌‌⁠ about the others?”‍​

The‍⁠​ one who answered‍‍ was Alisha.

“Lunia⁠ and Director Erin​‍ will come with⁠⁠‌ Professor Josephine. Estelle‌‌ and Princess Miruam⁠ went ahead and⁠‍‍ are waiting for​ us.”

“And⁠​‌ Deokgu and the​‍ kids?”

“They‌​ stayed at a park near the⁠‍‍ capital, so he’ll​‍⁠ bring them over‍‍ neatly.”

“Hayeon​‌⁠ and Abigail aren’t⁠‍ fighting again, are⁠ they?”

“Lately‌‍‍ they don’t fight‍‌ that hard.”

Anyway,‌‍ kids—hopefully they’ll get​‍⁠ along as well⁠ as my wives⁠ do.

“There’s‍⁠ still time. Let’s⁠ eat properly. Sister‌‍‌ Marie, can you​ make something other⁠‌ than boiled potatoes?”⁠

“Hmm~⁠⁠ how about you⁠ give me a kiss?”

“Of⁠⁠ course.”

I hugged her from‍​⁠ behind as she⁠‍‍ wore her apron​‌ and kissed her​‌ on the cheek.‍​‍

Marie​ smiled happily.

“Hey.”‍

Suddenly,‌‌ Hwa yanked my‌​ ear hard. Why​​⁠ so violent today?​‍

“Stop​ bothering her and‍ go bathe.”

“Alright,⁠​ alright~”

Using‌‌‍ the turn, I scooped Hwaran up⁠ in a surprise⁠⁠‌ hug.

Before‌⁠‌ she could protest,‍ I sealed her‍ lips with a quick kiss.

“Brother,‍ are you going​​ to bathe?”

“I’m​⁠‌ not your brother.‍⁠ We’re the same‌​ age.”

Really?​‌‍ My real age⁠‌​ is better left‍ unsaid.

As‌‍ I headed to⁠ the bathroom, I heard a soft​⁠ voice.

“When​ you come back,⁠‌‍ do the same‌⁠ with me.”

I’ll‍⁠‍ need to brush​ my teeth well.​⁠

“Lulu~​​‌ lala~ the knight⁠​‍ king who returned‌ with the gods~‍

The‌⁠ villain too competent,‌‍ second round~

It’s‌‌ so fun~

If‌​‌ you go to‍​​ Mun-X-a Siri-X~”

As​‌‍ I hummed nonsense​ that somehow felt‌⁠ meaningful, someone entered⁠ the bathroom.

“Huh?‍ Weren’t you done?‌ Shall we bathe‍‍ together?”

“Ah,⁠⁠ Corin-ssi~”

It⁠‌ was Alisha. Since‌​⁠ she was still⁠‌‌ dressed, it didn’t​ look like she‌‌ came to bathe.​

“What’s‍‍​ up?”

“I​ forgot my cosmetics~”‍

“Oh,​‍ take them.”

Alisha​⁠ picked something up‌⁠ from the sink,⁠‍‍ but before leaving‌⁠‌ she stopped and‌ turned around.

“What?”‍

“If‌‍ we play together‌ here, wouldn’t it​​ be… that kind‍ of game?”

“What​‌⁠ kind of game?”‍​

“Leaving‍⁠ the wife outside‌‍⁠ and in the⁠‌ bathtub doing something⁠‌ forbidde—”

“Don’t​⁠‌ forget you’re also‍​ my wife…”

Alisha‌⁠⁠ has strange tastes.⁠‍ Sometimes she’s scary.‍‍⁠

“Hehe,‌‍ bathe calmly, dear~​‍⁠ Marie is showing‌‍⁠ all her talent.”‍‌‌

“I’m​​ coming.”

When​‍⁠ I came out,‍ my women were‍⁠​ serving food and‍ chatting cheerfully.

They⁠‍ were so adorable​ that I kissed‍‌ each of them​ on the cheek​‌ one by one.‍

“What‌ are you doing?”⁠​

“Nothing.”‍​‍

“Hehe,‍ you could do⁠ it on the⁠‌ lips.”

“If‍ I keep going,​ I think we‌ won’t stop.”

“Corin,​ you have no‌ self-control.”

“With⁠ wives this beautiful,‍⁠‍ having self-control would‌⁠⁠ be abnormal.”

After‍ a breakfast full‌​ of affection, we‌ went out into​‌ the courtyard.

There‌ stood Mr. Berg,​‍ captain of the​‍ wyvern squad of‌​ the Dunareff duchy.​⁠​

“Ah,​⁠‍ are you leaving​ already?”

“Thank‌ you for the‍​⁠ effort so early​ in the morning.”⁠‌‌

“Hahaha,​‌ for the young​‌‍ lady and her⁠‌‌ family, one must‍ give it their⁠‌‍ all.”

The‌‍ place we spent‍‌‌ the night was​ the Dunareff villa​‍​ in the capital,⁠‍ used by the‍‍ southern grand duchy‍ when visiting the​‌‌ royal city.

“Preparing​​‌ for takeoff of​ Ref-One. Everyone, please‍⁠ board the passenger‌⁠ cabin of Hresvelgr.”​

“Count‍​ on us, Uncle‌⁠ Berg!”

We​ boarded the cabin‍‌‍ attached to the​‍⁠ enormous flying beast‍​ Hresvelgr and flew⁠ over the capital.‍​

“From⁠ the sky, the​‍‌ capital is impressive.”​‌

“It’s‍⁠‌ an airspace exclusion‌​‍ zone. Not many‍​​ can see this.”​​⁠

All‍⁠ thanks to me‍​ being the God‌‍​ of the Sun‌‌​ and us being‍⁠ VVVIPs. With heirs⁠ to the throne​⁠​ and the head​⁠ of the Papacy⁠‌ as wives, who⁠⁠ could deny us‌ privileges?

We⁠​​ arrived at a place not far⁠‌⁠ from the capital,⁠⁠ with a beautiful‌ coastline before our‌ eyes. There, our⁠‍‍ ‘home’ was being‍ built.

“Waa!​​ Look at that!”‍

Ran,​ already changed, pointed⁠ out the window.⁠​⁠

“Wow…”‍

I couldn’t help but⁠‌ admire it.

In‌ the past, in​‍⁠ the city of‍‍‌ Merkabah where the⁠​‍ Merkabah Academy was‍‍‌ located, we had‌​‌ secured huge offices​​ and land thanks‍​ to Marie’s extravagance.​‌‌

But‍‍ seen from the‍⁠ sky, our new⁠​ home left me⁠ speechless.

Before​​‌ us stretched a landscape worthy of‌​⁠ a small city.‌​‍

***​

After​ the wedding of‍ the century—a simultaneous⁠ marriage with eight‌ (nine) brides—we couldn’t​‌‍ spend our honeymoon‍‍‌ in a normal​‍ newlywed home.

To‌​‍ begin with, the‍ roles each of⁠‌ them played were‌‌‌ too important and‌⁠ we were scattered​​⁠ across different places;​ moreover, if we‍⁠⁠ chose a mansion​ in the royal‍​⁠ capital, we were‍‍ warned that people⁠⁠ would gather uncontrollably.‍‍

And⁠‍ it was true—every⁠ time we went​ to the capital,​‍ crowds gathered just‍ to see the​ God of the⁠ Sun and his​‍ wives, turning any⁠‌​ outing into something⁠‍‍ like a sacred⁠‌ pilgrimage.

That’s‌‍​ why we decided‌‍ the newlyweds’ home‍⁠​ should be as​ remote as possible,‍​ far from human‍ contact.

As⁠ for supplies and‌ travel, it was​ enough to use‍‍‌ personal wyverns or​‍ the massive passenger​ air beast Hresvelgr,‍‍⁠ and most importantly,​⁠​ we always had⁠‌ spatial magic users‌⁠‍ on our side.​⁠​

“Ah,‍‌ you’re already here,‍ brother?”

“Yeah.”​‍

Park‍​​ Sirin appeared, opening‍‍ a spatial portal.‌‍

Along​‌‌ with Josephine, she​‌⁠ is our main‍ means of transportation.​‌‍

“I’m‍‍‌ not a means⁠ of transportation. Don’t⁠⁠ talk about people‍ as if they‍​⁠ were airplanes.”

“Huh?‌ How did you‌ know?!”

Park‍ Sirin smiled as⁠⁠ she adjusted my⁠ clothes.

“Well,‍‍ because you think‍‍⁠ simply.”

“Heh,‍ really? Have you​​‍ seen Hayeon?”

“She’s‌‌‍ coming by carriage‌ with Deokgu and‌ the kids. She‌‍ even left the​‌ escort to Deokgumla—did‌‍⁠ you have a good time?”

“C-cough…”​⁠

At⁠‍ Sirin’s bluntness, Marie,‍‍ Hwaran, and Alisha‌‌ cleared their throats.‍⁠⁠

“Oh~‍ little brother Corin!”⁠⁠

“You⁠⁠ just arrived?”

At​ that moment, Estelle‌‍‌ and Miruam approached⁠ from the back.‌

“So?‍ Have you toured⁠​⁠ the newlyweds’ house​ yet?”

“How‍‍‍ long has it​‌‌ been since the‌⁠ wedding to keep‍‍‍ calling it a honeymoon?”

“If⁠‌⁠ you enjoy it⁠‌ as a honeymoon,‌⁠ then it is.”‌⁠

I approached the three‍⁠‌ of them and‌⁠ kissed each one‍‍‍ to celebrate the‍ reunion.

“And‌ our princess? Everything⁠⁠​ okay with prenatal‌‌ stimulation?”

At​⁠ the end of​ my gaze, Miruam’s​‌​ belly was clearly⁠ swollen.

I never imagined that‌ such a memorable​‌ day would bear‍ results so quickly.‍‌⁠

“What’s‌⁠‍ the point of‍⁠⁠ being careful if‌ the supposed father​ never shows up?”‍⁠

“Ouch,⁠​ sorry. But now‌‍ that we have⁠⁠⁠ a house, I’ll‌‌​ come back more⁠ often.”

I brought my ear​ close to her⁠⁠ belly, and suddenly—​

“Kuh!”​

“Ah!‍‌‍ The baby kicked!”​​

“Huh?”‌

He‍ has the makings‌‍ of a general.‍​

“Will⁠​ it be a boy or a girl?”

“Whatever​⁠⁠ it is, raising⁠‌‍ them well is​ enough. It’s your​‍ child and mine.”​​⁠

“You​ say more embarrassing‍ things every day…”‌‍

Even‌ so, Miruam added‍‍ that I was​⁠​ a good husband‌⁠⁠ and kissed me​‌ on the cheek.​​

Behind‍⁠‌ us, Estelle murmured,‌ “Then tonight…?”, to‍‍​ which Miruam replied‍ with a curt​‍⁠ “shut up.” What‌‌ a shame.

“By‌⁠ the way, the‌⁠ house is huge.‍⁠​ It’s like a small city.”

Erin‍ and Lunia had‍‌‍ also arrived. Both​⁠⁠ looked overwhelmed by‌​‍ our new home.⁠

“They⁠ say the base⁠‍ design is royal‌‌⁠ style, but there‍‌​ are exotic parts‌‍ too. That area‌​ is Hwaran’s personal‍‍ annex, built in⁠‌‍ an eastern style.”‌​

“They​‌ even recreated ancient‍ styles from the‍‌ mythic era. It‌⁠ must have been​‌ difficult with so​ few sources.”

“We​‌⁠ have the Castle‍​⁠ of Shadows as‍⁠ reference.”

Our​​​ home was built​ over more than‌⁠‍ five years, gathering‍ the best architects.⁠‌​

Around⁠‍ the common space,⁠ individual annexes were​ raised for each‌​​ wife, reflecting their​‍ tastes.

Erin‍ didn’t ask for‌ anything special, so‍‌ I had her‍⁠‍ area made as‍‍ close as possible‍ to the Castle⁠ of Shadows.

“There’s⁠ still a lot⁠⁠‌ of empty land.​​ Will the eastern‌ area be a training ground?”

“They⁠‌⁠ plan to build⁠ wyvern docks to‌⁠ the east and‌‌ west. They’ll also‍ bring several
Hresvelgr.”‍

“Then‌ give me the⁠⁠‌ remaining space. I’ll​⁠‌ build a dojo.”‌

“Having‍ a training place​​​ at home wouldn’t​⁠‌ be bad.”

“The⁠ kids should also​ start early education.”‌⁠⁠

“Already?”‍‌

Even‍ excluding Deokgu, the⁠ oldest, Hayeon, is​‍ already eight.

“What‍ are you saying?‌ At this age‌‌‍ it’s normal to‌ start. Kang Hyeok​ already even did​‍‌ his Jianghu journey.”⁠‍‍

“…I⁠ thought he was‍‍‍ a special case.”‌‌‍

“Well,​ the most important‍ thing is the‍ bed. Somewhere the​ kids can’t enter.”‍‍

“C-cough…”‌‍

A traumatic memory from​ last year.

Lately,⁠ the Arden kids‌‍⁠ even get nervous‌ when they see⁠ tonkatsu.

Then‍⁠ Marie approached.

“By‌ the way, Corin,‍ what name will‍‌​ you give the‍‌‌ house?”

“Houses⁠‌‌ have names too?”‌‌

“Of⁠‍‌ course! Rich houses‌‍ always do.”

“…A⁠⁠‌ name…”

Since‌ it’s our home,⁠‍‌ I wanted something‌‌‍ memorable. It’s no‌ longer just a house; it’s practically‌ a city.

“Got​​⁠ it! I’ve decided!”​‍⁠

All‌ eyes focused on‍⁠​ me.

“Afang‌ Palace! Let’s call⁠ it Afang Palace!”‍

“Brother,​ please shut up.”‌​⁠

Sirin‌‍‌ smacked the back‍‌‍ of my head.​⁠

“Afang‍ Palace? What is⁠ that?”

“…You⁠ don’t need to‌​⁠ know.”

“Ahem…⁠‍‍ let’s leave the‌ name for later.‌⁠‌ There’s something more‌ important.”

I gathered my wives‌‍⁠ and asked the‍ servants to prepare‍‍‌ the chamber.

But‌ with nine people,‍‍ it took time​ to arrange ourselves.​

“Corin,‍ do you want​ potatoes? I don’t​‍​ know where to⁠‌ put them.”

“I​ don’t know where⁠ all the potatoes‍‍ Marie eats go.”⁠

“Hmm?”⁠‌

Marie⁠‌ offered me a potato split in⁠ half, sprinkled with‌‌‌ sugar.

“Ran,‌​ will you take​ the photo?”

“Let’s‌ take it together,‌​ Hwaran.”

Hwaran​‍ shared the body⁠ in halves—one red⁠‌‍ eye and one‌ blue—forming an odd‌‌ eye.

“Sister!⁠⁠ Come quickly!”

“Alisha,‌ behave. What is‌‌​ that outfit?”

Lunia‌ fixed Alisha’s messy‍ attire.

“Do⁠ you like it?​​ Do you like⁠‌‌ it?”

Estelle⁠⁠​ pressed her chest⁠⁠​ against my back‌​ smiling, while Miruam​ clicked her tongue.‌‍‌

“I​‌ like it.”

“D-do‌ you want me‍ to hug you​‌⁠ too?”

When​⁠ Erin said it‌​​ cautiously, they all‌‌‍ pounced on me.⁠​‌

“A-ah…​‌⁠ t-take the photo!”​‌​

The⁠⁠⁠ photographer, though surprised,‌ did his duty.​‍

I could only laugh.⁠​‍ Very loudly.

“Hahahahahaha!”⁠

Someone‍‌ asked if I was that happy.​⁠‌

“Of​⁠ course! I’m so‍ happy I could⁠⁠ die!”

“I’m‍⁠‌ the happiest man​‍​ in the world!”​

There‌ wasn’t a single⁠‍ lie in it.⁠⁠

— Click!

***⁠

When‍‍⁠ one looks at⁠ the world of​⁠​ shadows, it seems‍⁠​ as if it​​‌ will be filled‍ with darkness forever.​​

The‌​​ end of the​‌​ era of the​‍​ gods brought with​​‍ it the curses‍‌⁠ they left upon‍‌‌ humans, whom they​ called traitors.

A reverse world where​⁠⁠ dark magic is‍⁠ born without end.​⁠

This​‍⁠ was where the⁠⁠​ origin of countless​‍‌ tragedies arose.

Here,​‍​ demonic factors were​⁠‍ sown into people,⁠ giving rise to‍‍ the birth of‍ beasts and demonic‍ spirits.

But‍​ now, that era⁠‌​ of curses is⁠ also coming to‌ an end.

Because​ in this world‍ of darkness and‍‌‌ shadows, a new⁠ sun has risen.‍‌

Solar‌ Manifestation – Claur‍‌ Solas.

Having​​‌ inherited the divinity‌​ of the God​⁠ of the Sun,‍⁠‍ I, having become​⁠ the new God‌⁠ of the Sun,​‍​ can freely manifest‍⁠⁠ the sun that​​ will illuminate this‌​​ world.

Under‍‌‌ the light that⁠⁠​ I cast, the​ world of shadows‌ began to shine‍‍ dazzlingly.

And‍​ within that light,​‌ I illuminated a single photograph.

A photo that preserves‍‍ our most beautiful⁠​ moments.

“It’s​‌‍ fine like this.”​

We‌​‍ still have an‍‍ enormous amount of⁠⁠ time ahead of‍‌ us.

Yes,‌‍ even more future‌‍ than past.

And‌‍‍ yet, when I recall this beautiful‍‌ moment, I cannot‍​‌ help but feel‍​‍ a gentle, lingering​‌⁠ nostalgia.

“Hehe…​‍‍ when we go​ back, what shall​⁠ we play this​‍​ time?”

The‍⁠​ children are already⁠‍​ nearing the age⁠‌ to enter the‍‍​ academy, the date⁠​ of Lunia’s and⁠ Alisha’s ninth childbirth‌ is also approaching,​‌‌ and they say‍‍‌ that next month⁠‍ Deokgu will launch‌‌‍ a new luxury‍​ brand.

Though‍ no matter how‍ much I think‌ about it, calling‍ the brand “DUCKU”‌‌‌ sounds a little​‍ too improvised.

“Ah…‍ now that I think about it,‍‌‌ is Shia already⁠⁠ on her fifth​​‍ childbirth? Which of‌‌⁠ my brothers-in-law will⁠⁠⁠ it be?”

I never imagined that​ guy would end​‍⁠ up marrying classmates‍ after possessing that‌‌ body during his⁠⁠ student days.

Truly,⁠⁠‌ Shia resembles me⁠‌​ a lot in​⁠‌ that straightforward and​‌ explosive aspect.

“There’s‍⁠‌ so much to​‌ do.”

With‌‍‌ so many things‍ happening in the‌‍ world of the‍⁠⁠ living, what the‍‌ hell am I doing here?

“Don’t​​ you think this‍ is way too‍⁠⁠ much hard labor?”​‍​

— Grrrrr…

An‍⁠​ inhuman roar echoed.⁠⁠

Still‌ overwhelmed by the​⁠ brilliance of the​ sun, the beasts​⁠ showed no intention⁠‌ of retreating.

“A⁠⁠‍ world of shadows​‌ as vast as‌⁠​ the world itself…⁠ the Dannan really‍⁠⁠ left something troublesome‍‍ behind.”

Demonic⁠​ beasts.

An‍ evil that must‌⁠‍ be purified without‍‌ fail in the‍‍‍ coming era.

I should be enjoying‌ a long period‌​ of happiness, but⁠ I can’t just‍ leave them like‍​ this.

If‍‌‌ I work harder,​⁠⁠ more people will​​‌ be able to‌⁠⁠ live.

So—‌⁠

“Let’s‍ finish this quickly​ and go on​ vacation, bastards!”

Let’s​ do it as​ well as we​⁠ can.

Like‌⁠‌ now, happily, for‍​⁠ a long time.⁠​

Loving‍ each other, crying​​​ together, and living⁠‍ like this.

It⁠‌‌ doesn’t matter if‌​‌ I am a supporting character or⁠ the protagonist.

If‌​ I am a simple lancer or⁠​⁠ the God of‍‌ the Sun.

There⁠ is something that‌​‌ never changes.

That​​‍ is my way‍‍ of living.

To​‌ seek what is‌ right, even if‌​​ it is not⁠​⁠ the most efficient‌ path.

The​‍‍ stubbornness of a sub-player who was‌ not a player.⁠

I will be happy.‌

Together⁠​ with everyone.

***⁠​

Did‌⁠⁠ you enjoy the​⁠‍ commemorative webtoon extra?‌⁠

It⁠‍ has been a year and a half since the‌⁠ ending in May⁠‌​ 2022.

Coming​‌ back to write‍​ this extra for‍ the webtoon brought​ back many memories​‍‌ from when I was serializing I Killed the Player​​⁠ of the Academy.⁠​‍

I think I am​ an author who‌ has received love‍ far beyond what‍⁠​ I deserve.

Thanks‍⁠ to the support​‍ of so many⁠ readers, my third‌ long novel is‌ also approaching its‍ end, and on‍ top of that,⁠‍​ I currently have⁠ two webtoons in‌ publication.

It‌⁠ has been about⁠‌ three years full‌‌​ of ups and​⁠​ downs as a web novel writer,‍‌‌ but even so,⁠​ I continue to​ receive tremendous affection,‍‌‍ for which I am deeply grateful.‌​

I Killed the Player‌ of the Academy‌‌‍ is a very⁠ meaningful work to‍⁠ me.

It‍⁠‍ was written at​‍​ a time when,‍‌ after finishing military​‍⁠ service and university,​‌ I didn’t know​‌‌ what to do​ with my life.‍‍‍

On⁠ Munpia, after two⁠ consecutive cancellations and⁠​ deliberately avoiding the‌‍ genre known as​ “character-dependent,” the boom‍⁠ of academy novels‌​ was in full‍‍⁠ swing.

I believe there were‌‌ two authors who⁠ led that trend.‍⁠

First,​ Jee Gab Song,​ author of The⁠ Villain Wants to‍ Live.

And⁠ second, Korita, author‍ of The Extra’s‍⁠⁠ Academy Survival Guide.⁠

It‍ was a strange‌‌ atmosphere.

That⁠​ academy novels, considered⁠‍ “character-dependent,” could succeed‍ in the Munpia​​ market, where the⁠‌ average reader age⁠ is so high?‍‍​

Could⁠ what I had⁠⁠⁠ written so far‌ really work in‍‌⁠ that market?

Should‌​ I deliberately change​​‌ my style to⁠​ adapt?

Amid‌⁠ those doubts, the‌‍​ overwhelming success of​ those two works‍‌ gave me tremendous​‍‍ courage.

And⁠‌⁠ the final push‍​⁠ was The Black-Haired​ Foreigner at the‌​‍ Academy by the‌⁠ author Noppakku-man.

Truly⁠‌​ astonishing works.

That‌‍ level of “otaku​‌ power” in the​ volume-publishing market?

Filling‍ entire chapters with⁠​ nothing but character‍​⁠ interactions and having​ readers enjoy it⁠ that much?

Ah!⁠‍ The world is​‌ vast, pioneers exist,⁠​‍ and there are‍‍ those who open‌​‍ difficult paths before⁠ others.

For​ an author like​‌⁠ me, who follows‍​‍ paths already opened,‍​ the existence of​ such people will‍‌​ always be a source of gratitude.‌

Thanks‌​ to them, I was able to​ fully unleash, without​ restraint, the genre‍⁠ I wanted to⁠‍‍ write—this “character-dependent” genre—in‌‌‍ I Killed the‌ Player of the‍​ Academy.

But​ an author’s ambition⁠‌ has no end.​‌

There​‌‍ are still many⁠‍ stories I want​‌‌ to write.

So⁠ many more that⁠‍ I want to‍⁠ show you.

I wanted to show⁠‍⁠ more, for a longer time.

Even‍‍‍ so, a story‍‌‌ that we shared,‌ enjoyed, laughed at,‌ and discussed together‍ also needs an⁠‍⁠ ending.

And‍ thus, the story​​ of Corin Loch‌⁠​ reaches its definitive⁠⁠ conclusion.

I hope this work,‍ which portrayed his​ journey, has entertained‌​ readers and made⁠‌ them smile.

I will continue to‌‍ return with new‍ works, seeking my‌‍ readers again and‌‌‌ again.

If‍‌ you remember fondly‍‌ the author called‌⁠⁠ SaramSalryeo, and if​‌‍ you read the‍⁠ stories I still⁠​ have to show,‍​‌ there will be​‍​ no greater happiness‌ for me.

Thank⁠​​ you from the‍⁠ bottom of my⁠ heart, and I ask that you​​‌ continue to accompany‍ me.

With⁠⁠‌ this, the journey​‍ that began on‍‌ May 12, 2021,‍‌ comes to an‌ end.

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“Ugh…!”​⁠

My‌⁠​ head hurts.

Could‍⁠ it be that‍⁠‍ I drank too⁠​ much yesterday?

Josephine‌ Clara opened her‍​ eyes while groaning,​ bringing a hand​ to her throbbing‍‌⁠ head.

“Ugh…‌ I don’t remember……”‌

What‍‌ did I do‍ last night?

She‍​‌ remembers bringing supplies​ in a cart‍ for Corin, who⁠‍‍ was purifying demonic‍​ evil in the‌​⁠ world of shadows.​‌⁠

Erin​ was also at‍ the “Corin Palace,”‌‌ recovering from the⁠⁠‍ childbirth of her‍‌ third child, so‌ Corin was alone‍‍⁠ in the world‌‌ of shadows.

She‌​‍ remembers preparing homemade‍‍‍ food for him,​‍‍ since it had‍‍⁠ been a long​ time since he​ had eaten it,‍ and also having​⁠​ a little to​​ drink with him…​⁠

“….Huh?”‍⁠

Why…​​ am I naked?​​‌

Josephine,​⁠⁠ upon seeing her​‌‌ own unclothed body,⁠ immediately covered herself‍​‌ with the blanket.‍‌⁠

“Huh?​​⁠ E-eh?”

Why?‌‍​

Why‍⁠​ did I take‌​ off my clothes?​‌⁠

No,⁠‌ more importantly──

“Ah….”‍​

Why‌⁠​ is this man‌‍ also naked?

Josephine‍ looked at the​‌‍ young man sleeping​‍ soundly beside her‍ and opened and⁠ closed her mouth,‌​ unable to say‌ anything.

A wild impression, hair​‍ tied back in​ a ponytail, a muscular body that​ fit her tastes⁠⁠⁠ perfectly.

That⁠‌‍ boy who had‍‍ been her “disciple.”⁠​​

And‌ the husband of​ her adoptive mother──‌

“N-no‌‍ way……”

What‌‌‌ the hell happened‍​ last night?

Josephine’s‌​‌ silent scream echoed⁠ through the world⁠ of shadows.

The‍‍ story continues even‍ after the ending.​⁠

Commemorative⁠‍ extra of <I‍​​ Killed the Player⁠​ of the Academy>.‍‌

The​​‌ End!

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