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Chapter 11: I Am Always Normal.
By the time you reach university, it’s natural for there to be various communities.
The Seoul Academy for Supernatural Abilities was no exception.
The academy had its own internal community platform used by faculty and students alike, commonly referred to by its abbreviation, "Supernet".
Like any other online community, it was filled with a variety of posts—from questions about enlightenment, industry news on hunters, and buy-and-sell marketplace posts, to random chit-chat and humor threads.
There were even hobby boards for activities like sports, movies, and cafés—there wasn’t a single category missing.
However, as with most communities, it was less about meaningful topics and more about trivial chatter.
[Yo, the god-tier handsome guy just showed up.]
Fuck, he was seriously insanely good-looking. How the hell is a student that handsome? The best moment of my life.
ㄴ Stop overreacting.
ㄴ Don’t go crazy over some guy. Just focus on training. Once you become a hunter, wealth, fame, and guys will come to you naturally.
ㄴ Doesn’t matter how handsome he is—if he’s not Cha Geumwoo, he’s mid-tier at best.
ㄴ (Photo of the god-tier handsome guy’s side profile)
ㄴ Holy crap.
ㄴ Fuck, where is this?
ㄴ Come to think of it, skipping training for a day probably won’t hurt. So, where’s this at? 👀
ㄴ Wow, seriously, he’s insanely good-looking…
And, of course, students at that age were naturally interested in romance.
Many were swooning over the appearance of this so-called "god-tier handsome guy" who showed up on the first day of the semester.
Even the ones who had been acting all stern and serious quickly joined the hype train after seeing him in person.
[Wow, if you haven’t seen the god-tier handsome guy, you’ve wasted half your life.]
[From today on, I praise the Seoul Academy for Supernatural Abilities for admitting me. All hail!]
[???: "If you could choose between exceptional skill and a handsome face, which would you pick?"]
Oops, while you were hesitating, the god-tier handsome freshman took both~
ㄴ Is this for real?
ㄴ The scariest part is that it actually is.
ㄴ Wait, how is a guy the top student?
ㄴ Sexist comment reported.
ㄴ No, fuck, it’s the combat department. Can’t we at least say it?
As time passed, more posts popped up, and by noon, there were already half a dozen trending threads about him.
It was the typical bandwagon effect.
Some joined in for fun, while others told everyone to get back to their studies.
Naturally, many people were curious about just how handsome this guy was to cause such a frenzy.
“What the hell is this?”
And when I finally checked the community myself, I suddenly felt dizzy.
The so-called god-tier handsome guy dominating the trending posts…
Something about his actions felt strangely familiar.
First place in the level test.
The commotion every time he walked down the hallways.
And now, the sudden disappearance that had everyone scrambling to find him again.
Just how good-looking was this guy for it to turn into such a big deal?
[Just saying this in advance to avoid any weird misunderstandings, but the god-tier handsome guy is you, right?]
“Wait, fuck, that’s me?”
[Hey, Hero? You just cursed…]
“No, seriously, I’m the god-tier handsome guy in this world?”
[You’re not listening to the goddess, are you?]
I was suddenly hit with a belated wave of identity confusion—it felt like going through puberty all over again.
* * *
“Okay, got it. Understood.”
[The goddess frowns, asking if you really understood.]
“I admit it’s a bit self-indulgent, but since the world is calling me god-tier handsome, I guess I have to accept it.”
[The goddess is appalled by the hero’s shamelessness in calling himself handsome.]
After giving the poor goddess’ divine power tank a workout, I calmed down and sorted through my thoughts like the hero who once saved the world.
Sure, I expected some level of attention.
But I hadn’t imagined that my arrival would send the entire world—and the online community—into such a frenzy.
“Ah, so this is the burden of being the most handsome man in this world.”
[The goddess tells you to stop talking nonsense.]
“Just kidding. Still, being considered handsome is definitely a good thing.”
After all, it meant I was popular.
But precisely because of that, I figured it would be better to reduce my presence a bit.
[The goddess gives you a disappointed look, asking if you’re running away again.]
[(ㅁ_ㅁ)]
[She tells you to face it head-on.]
“They’re just schoolgirls, not monsters. What am I supposed to ‘face head-on’ here?”
Honestly, the only reason I hadn’t been using stealth magic was because I didn’t want to be alone without anyone to talk to.
But now that my value had skyrocketed like this, it seemed like keeping a low profile might be the smarter option.
“Just by keeping up with my own schedule… I should be able to balance both friendships and romance just fine.”
[The goddess expresses her doubt.]
“Ugly guys fail no matter what they do, but good-looking ones manage to date well without even trying. They’re generally more satisfied with their jobs too, and just looking at their faces can resolve conflicts.”
Truly, they’re an outright cheat of a species.
[……??!!?!]
See?
Even the goddess is shocked.
Just the fact that these handsome bastards exist is unfair, but now they get to have smooth sailing in love too?
What a wretched world!
Still, now that I’ve joined their ranks, I decided to change my outlook.
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“No matter how dirty the world is, as long as I’m happy, who cares?”
[The goddess asks if you’ve gone insane.]
“I’m always perfectly sane.”
Anyway, as of today, I’ve set my final course of action.
Since I seem to be regarded as a “super hot guy” here, I’ll just enjoy everything that comes with it─.
It sounds like the title of a light novel, but that was going to be my approach at this academy.
“First things first, stealth mode.”
I lowered my presence to the level of an average person, suppressing my aura.
While attracting attention throughout the campus wasn’t entirely unpleasant, I figured it would become a hassle before long.
‘Sooner or later, someone’s bound to get annoyed. And I’ve already had my fill of being swarmed by people back in the other world.’
There was no need to experience that all over again here.
Unless I decided to join a talent show or the school’s athletic competition, I didn’t want the unwanted attention interfering with my personal life.
For now, my goal was to keep up good grades while naturally meeting someone who was both beautiful and had a good personality.
“Huh, just thinking about being a hot guy makes me feel relaxed, like everything will just fall into place. Is this the confidence of the privileged?”
[The goddess mutters with a serious face that the hero must have lost his mind.]
“It’s just nice to know that all I need to do now is focus on my studies.”
Even though I’d lowered my presence, if the lecture hall got too chaotic, it would still be a pain—but it was worth the trade-off.
There were only a few dozen people on campus at most, and if things got too annoying, I could always just slip away.
Eventually, the break ended, and it was already time for my second class.
Moving stealthily down the hallway, I reached a different lecture room.
By completely concealing my presence and magic, no one recognized me.
Hah, this was definitely more convenient.
‘Still, having only two classes in a day, huh.’
It was fun being back in school after so long, but I was already craving free periods and vacation.
The only saving grace was that this class had relatively few students.
The classroom, built with dark brown wood like an antique shop, only had about eight people in total—including me.
Considering that Professor Shin Arin’s mandatory major course had around 50 students, this one was practically deserted.
Not that I minded—it was a general elective course I’d specifically chosen because the topic interested me.
“Alright, everyone. This is still the add-drop period, but after this week, no more running away, okay? This is the perfect number—not too few, not too many. We’ll split into groups of four, so no one will feel left out. Since you’re all here by choice, I trust you’ll participate enthusiastically.”
The female professor who entered a bit later than me was dressed like a veteran programmer, in a disheveled and casual outfit.
But her eyes sparkled with excitement—she had the look of a “nerd deeply in love with her field.”
It seemed I’d picked the right course.
People who were truly passionate about a craft often had bad posture and wore glasses.
“Alright, everyone. Let’s enjoy playing and creating magical games together!”
The professor standing in front of me was the very embodiment of that stereotype.
Yeah, she clearly loved games—and probably made them well too.
Maybe it was a bit of a convenient assumption, but in the development world, it was usually accurate.
‘That dwarven blacksmith from the hero’s party always had that same glimmer in his eyes whenever he forged weapons...’
I had no interest or confidence in blacksmithing, but games?
That was my thing.
At least until I got whisked away to the other world, I’d been pretty into it.
Now that I had enough money to spare, the thought of creating my own game seemed tempting.
Not just any game, though.
A mystical board game made with genuine magic and illusion spells.
“Alright, let’s start by trying out a sample.”
The professor placed a board game on each desk and gestured toward us.
Clatter, clatter
“Oh no, you rolled a 1. You’ve become a pathetic goblin.”
Sometimes, life throws you a curveball.
“Hey, Mr. Goblin?”
“...Yes?”
“It’s your turn to roll the dice.”
“Ah, right….”
Sephine Alavad, who had taken on the illusion of a goblin thanks to magic, stared blankly at the dice in her hand.
She had picked this seemingly easy class to avoid complex and difficult subjects, but...
‘Why does it always end up like this?’
She glanced sideways at the man who had ended up on her team.
Clatter, clatter
She rolled the dice.
“…You rolled a 6. You’ve encountered your first companion—a hero.”
“Oh, jackpot.”
Right in front of her was Shin Yuseong, the missing (or perhaps deliberately vanished) super-hot guy himself.
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