The Rankers Guide to Live an Ordinary Life

Ranker’s dream, Hiding one’s power.

Human psychology is if you are successful, wanting to show it off here and there, and human desire is wanting to be recognised if you are better than the others.

Before the appearance of the Babel Tower, students from prestigious universities would constantly be involved in disputes and conflicts.

(Whether it works for the other person, or not) They would show off their student ID’s and pretend to be royal inspectors from the Joseon Dynasty.

‘Kuku. I was actually such a great person. Isn’t it a huge twist? You must have been surprised.’

It was very similar to the black flame dragon that was proud of itself.

In the past, it was said that the thing someone should be most proud of in this country was their academic background, but now it had changed to awakening (ranks).

But that was done during most careers……

In the heavenly gate, it was hard to find a nickname that was sold as much as real names were.

“That’s cool. That’s awesome. Percussion at an unexpected moment. The main character who hid their identity appears right next to them. Dadang.”

“……”

“Kya, the reveal of this twist is really killing me. Nyangachi-nim, do you agree?”

Not at all.

Did this guy have any shame?

Zio looked at Hwang Hon who was full of excitement with a chewed-up look.

He looked like he was someone who was solemn.

But once he opened his mouth, he constantly talked about stories, from his new hair (unasked) to his background (not curious).

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In the meantime, the party channel was still silent; there was no update.

You too? Me too! After that situation had ended.

The two powerful people thought about whether they should find the rest of the party members or rescue the civilians first.

However, there was Yoon Euiseo and Tak Lamin that could handle themselves, so if they included that, rescuing the missing people were more important.

They were currently standing on the 5th floor.

It was a hallway on the 5th floor that was lined up with classrooms.

Creaaak.

Zio opened the door to one of the classrooms.

The higher the floor, the higher the level of pollution was, making it difficult to recognize the shape of the building.

In addition, the site became even worse when Hwang Hon came in and opened the way for disaster.

It was so harsh that she couldn’t help but sympathise with the corpses of the insects.

The late night snack king, who was the main culprit, just kept on going in his own world without paying attention.

“I’ve never told anyone this except my younger brother, but I’m telling you this because you are nyangachi-nim. You should understand my feelings.“

‘Why does this gangster tofu keep forming strange friendships?’

“Well it has an effect.”

The voice of Hwang Hon rang out

“You know, since I was a kid, my spiritual support and role model has always been Jo-ham.“

“……”

“My ham, the most brilliant and the one whom I respect the most, don’t care about how they look, but care about what they say about me, something like that……”

“Hey, gangster tofu-nim.”

“Huh?”

“Be careful when you come in. If you step on the body you might slip, be careful not to break any bones.”

Zio rolled her eyes.

This guy who stabs potatoes from camellia. (A reference to a novel called Camellia where potatoes play a role, I don’t know enough to explain though sadly)

‘Even if he looks like an ice god, this gangster tofu is not a bad guy.’

Now that she looked at it, he seemed a lot like a little boy. Watching his idol from his house.

Hwang Hon felt puzzled by the sudden kindness of Gyeon Zio (A.k.a: Jo-ham), who lived in a very narrow-minded world.

She didn’t care if he liked it or not.

Zio began searching the classroom again.

“But what have you been looking for?”

“My notebook and bag.”

“So? Where was your free time? Do you know, Nyangachi-nim?”

“Uh. It was my classroom.”

[Your contractor, “Reader of Fate” thought back at the horrible place and clicked his tongue.]

‘That’s what I am saying.’

The resentment of Korean students who took the entrance exam was frightening. She couldn’t believe even the academy turned into a dungeon.

‘Justice always wins.’

Are you watching, Professor Kim Jo-young?

“Wow, Nyangachi-nim, you are a great student. Coming all the way here to take your notes.”

“Gangster Tofu-nim, you look smart. Don’t you know?”

“Yes, I do. I tend to break out in hives whenever I look at students, but this is the first time I have seen Nyangachi-nim, so it’s just like this.”

“The disadvantage that comes with our skills is that we have weak performance compared to it, we just have to get over it.”

“What? Nyangachi-nim already got an attitude. No wait, the attitude is just right, ma. People like this will succeed no matter what they do.” (Ma is something he adds at the end of some sentences, it doesn’t mean anything, it’s a bit like saying ‘bah!’”

“Thank you, veary machu.”

“Wow! Your English pronunciation is great too!”

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‘Found it.’

She had finally found the yellow notebook amongst fallen desks.

Zio hugged the notebook passionately like an S-class model student who just found a grade 1 exam note.

She hurriedly opened the back cover.

Fortunately, it was safe!

‘Phew. I thought I would lose you forever. My Musinsa Coupon…!’ (Musinsa is an online shopping mall in Korea)

It was a coupon where the code number was secretly written after processing the actual product in case it was caught by Mrs.Park.

‘This is a precious body that was obtained by writing a few reviews. In such a shabby place…’

Her precious coupon.

It was when Zio tried to hold the coupon in her arms like Bonobono.

“Actually, I was kind of expecting it. Nyanachi-nim’s identity.”

Startle.

Hold on to the posture she was in.

Hwang Hon continued speaking in a trivial tone.

“Everyone was in a state of panic but you were strangely calm. It just had that feeling. There is this little gas or something.”

The dark basement of the building.

The only source of light was from the dying incandescent lamp, but Hwang Hon could clearly see with his eyes that were more familiar with night than the day.

A little girl who looked at the people with a white, emotionless, and bored face as if she was alone even when they were all in the same space.

And as if she noticed someone observing, their eyes met in the darkness once she turned around.

As soon as he saw those glassy eyes, he got goosebumps for no reason.

“There must be something. There definitely had to be something, but what was it? I couldn’t feel any magic.”

“……”

“In the end it was said you were an ordinary person so I just left it, but look at this? I am a nice S-Rank. Even if my feelings kept changing.”

Anyway.

“At the end of the day, it was another victory for my guys. My gut was right! I predicted it all. Call me detective Hwang Hon, ma.”

Hwang Hon slapped his knee as he sat on the desk.

He had a bright smiling face

Anyone who looked at that expression would say that he was 100% very happy.

She could feel the pride and self-love he had for himself who got the correct answer.

[The Deity, ‘Reader of Fate’, caught the bastard culprit and will send him back once he is done bragging.]

“Wow. De, tec, tive, Hwang Hon.”

Zio quickly agreed with him.

‘You were completely scared.’

It’s a reaction like this to a fool who said he would fall down on his own.

But don’t be vigilant.

“Though it’s a bit odd. Wow, there is no mana? What is your first title? I don’t think it’s a healer or an archer. Maybe it’s higher than me…”

‘Shit.’

She was in a crisis.

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She started sweating coldly.

Don’t panic. Just think like an escape master.

Calmly come up with a solution…

…As expected, was that the only plan?

Zio declared bitterly.

“Swordsman.”

The appearance of the secondary role.

“The first title is…”

“……”

“S-Sword-wielding master.”

Kenshin, she is sorry! (Kenshin is a character from Rurouni Kenshin, and sword wielding master is his nickname/ability in Korean. It’s not an exact translation but it has the same meaning as the actual title)

She will just borrow it for a bit!

Zio turned around, remembering the cartoon called〈Rurouni Kenshin〉 she watched as a child.

Squeezing out the loneliest face she could do, she leaned against the wall in solitude like a swordsman with a sad past.

“I don’t have a sword…??”

……

“…A black weapon. Swordsmanship is murder. No matter what the cause or rhetoric is, it is the truth.”

“No, because I don’t have that sword at all.”

Shit happens.

She tried filling it up with famous lines, but it didn’t work. Zio decided to go to this trial.

Crunch, thud.

A note suddenly broke into two and fell on the floor.

The pieces of paper that were cut were scarred. It was like Gyeon Zio’s heart.

Zio combined all her sadness and said.

Look. Flour tofu child.

“It’s okay.”

“……”

“It’s a test.”

“……”

“The black is in your prejudice, stupid one.”

I-It was convincing.

[Characteristic, ‘Miraculous Dog Logic’ (Normal) has been added!]

The 11th Commandment of the Sun Tzu Warfare Act.

Quotation from Lee Dae do-gang. (A korean idiom, it means to give up small loses to achieve big wins)

Give me the flesh and take the bones.

The swordsman master, who gave up the Musinsa coupon and kept the dog’s logic, proudly stared at the enemy commander.

The point in time where a bladeless blade is created. There were no more weaknesses.

Create a small amount of magic that the opponent won’t notice.

In addition, high-level control that physicalizes magical power like an invisible blade.

It was a useless waste of high quality talent, but that wasn’t important.

Hwang Hon, who was influenced by the miraculous dog logic, quietly murmured.

“……as expected.”

“……”

“It was a test of higher physical stats than mine. I just did not see the sword at all.”

That’s because there was no sword.

“Well.”

Gyeon Zio, the master, solemnly folded her arms.

S-ranked Hwang Hon’s first title was ‘Lord of desire’.

It was like a contract that connected destruction and Asura through the shadows.

Strictly speaking, she was not a wizard, and she was far from a swordsman.

Besides, wasn’t he technically being deceived by the strongest person in the world right now?

Hwang Hon nodded his head as if he had completely moved.

“That’s right. The sword lies in our prejudices, isn’t that right? I’ve learned one thing, sword-wielding master.”

“Mmm.”

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“By the way.”

“…..?”

Hwang Hon changed his expression to a more serious one compared to before.

“How come a swordsman of such high rank is unknown?”

Pardon?

“Come to think of it, we are strong comrades, but I was the only one who kept talking about it earlier. Nyangachi-nim didn’t say anything and didn’t listen well.”

How did he suddenly get sharp…?

The sword master who had not yet set up a backup plan was bewildered.