icycle dashed forward at a speed that couldn't have come from a normal bicycle.
Kang Jin-Ho entered the main road and began matching the speed of cars.
The bicycle underneath him was creaking and groaning urgently to express its suffering at Kang Jin-Ho's powerful pedaling, but he remained utterly oblivious to it and simply continued at his own pace.



“Mm? What?”

“Can't you go faster?”

“What do you mean? We're running fast enough as is.”

“But you're as slow as a bicycle next to you, though?”

“Eh?” A well-dressed man driving the latest sports car freaked out and glanced at his speedometer.
“But we're running at 70 kph right now!”

His passenger, a pretty-looking girl, asked him while tilting her head, “Is that fast?”

“Not even Lance Armstrong could pedal that fast! And that's after he’s juiced up, you know! We ain't even on a velodrome, so how can anyone reach 70 on a public road?!”

“But look! There he is, on his bicycle. Uh? He's actually ahead of us?”

“Wha?!” The driver craned his neck and finally spotted a boy riding a bicycle.
His jaw slowly fell as his eyes bulged out.
“W-what the hell is that?!”

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Could this be a dream? Or maybe, his knowledge of bicycles was faulty, to begin with?

The girl tilted her head again.
“Oppa, can bicycles actually go that fast?”

“Hah, haha…
Hahaha…” The man chuckled in dismay before settling on the most logical answer he could think of.
“I see.
It must be a professional rider testing out a prototype bike or something.”

“Really? Didn't you say Lance Armstrong or whoever can't go that fast?”

“Yeah, when riding on a normal bicycle.
But it's possible on an electric bike. You see, an electric motor can help you reach that sort of speed.”

“Really?” The girl nodded as if she understood it, only for her to cock her head in confusion.
“By the way, Oppa? That bicycle rider…
I think he's wearing a school uniform?”

“Nope, you are mistaken.

“You think so?”

Kang Jin-Ho, still utterly oblivious to the people on the road staring dumbfoundedly at him, hummed to himself as he headed to his school.
And less than five minutes later, he safely arrived in front of his destination.

“Huh? Did I arrive a little too fast?”

He wouldn't have minded riding around for a little bit longer.
But he was already at school, so going around the block one more time just for fun seemed like an immature idea at best.
He wordlessly secured the bicycle in the bicycle racks, then headed upstairs to his classroom.
It had only been a week, but the corridors had become a little unfamiliar to him for some reason.

“…Unfamiliar, is it?” Kang Jin-Ho muttered softly, a faint grin floating up on his lips.

What an obvious statement that was.
It had been only a few days since he began attending school once again before he got hit with a week-long suspension. Kang Jin-Ho had only been in school for precisely three days—that was about it.
Still, the fact that he thought of such a thing proved that he had gotten much more familiar with the modern era.

He stepped inside the class, only to be greeted by the surprised shouts of some of his fellow classmates.
Jeong In-Gyu the chatterbox was obviously one of them.
“Kang Jin-Ho! Wow, you can come to school from today?”


“Dude, I thought I'd die of boredom without you around!”

While the two of them chatted away, Lee Tae-Ho also sneakily made his way over and lightly patted Kang Jin-Ho's shoulder.
Did you get some practice on Galaxy, Mister Public Room Noob?”

Kang Jin-Ho coolly replied, “The moment you move your mouse, you'll lose.”

“Hah, that doesn't sound like empty talk when it's coming from Kang Jin-Ho now, does it?!”

One by one, other kids came up to Kang Jin-Ho and tried to chat with him.
Was it because they missed him for the past week? No, that couldn't be it.
They probably wanted to get over their guilty conscience for not coming to his aid even though they knew that his suspension was unfair.

Of course, Kang Jin-Ho wasn't going to criticize them for it.
Emotions of betrayal and the desire to blame them for it stemmed from your trust in others.
He didn't have much faith in people, to begin with, and that was how he avoided feeling bitterly disappointed by his classmates.
Kang Jin-Ho didn't have one iota of expectation in them, anyway.
None of them meant a lot to him, after all.

Choi Yeong-Su was still absent from school, while his goons sneaked outside as soon as Kang Jin-Ho entered, turning the classroom's atmosphere rather warm and friendly.

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Except for one student…


That student quietly pushed his creaky chair back to get up before leaving the class altogether.
His steps were strange, slightly askew.
It was Park Yu-Min.
When he saw Kang Jin-Ho's return, he lowered his head and chose to disappear from everyone's sight.

Kang Jin-Ho glanced at the lonely back of the boy, then switched his attention off.
He had no reason to care, after all.

The classroom door opened, and the homeroom teacher, Kim Seong-Ju, stepped inside.
His first order of business was to look for Kang Jin-Ho.
“Jin-Ho, are you here?”

“Yes, sir.”

You're back to school, then.”

“But, sir.
The class hasn't started yet.”

“I know that, you dumba*s! I was just making sure you were back.”

Everyone burst into laughter at the teacher's reply.

Kang Jin-Ho chuckled and settled down on his desk.

'How peaceful…'

A minor problem tried to derail his ordinary life, but he dealt with it so cleanly and efficiently that there didn't seem to be any loose ends left.
He grinned after realizing how wonderful this peace felt, then glanced at his textbook…
only to lose all happiness from his expression.

Now that he thought about it…
Maybe he should have studied during his free time?

Now wasn't the time to leisurely muse about peace or whatever.
Kang Jin-Ho had to be the only person in the world trying to attend high school with elementary school-level knowledge in his head.

'Right, I still gotta study.'

Now that he decided to rely on inner energy, Kang Jin-Ho was quietly confident about making a pretty comfortable living without getting good grades.
Truth be told, it didn't matter what he decided to do in the future as his physical body was beyond the realm of an average person in the modern era.

However, he still had to study.
First of all, he couldn't bear to see his parents throwing a fit after receiving his report card. Second, living for a long time helped him achieve an epiphany of sorts—there was no need to be more excellent than others, but it was necessary to put in as much work as everybody else.

This was crucial if he wanted to mingle and co-exist with other people.
Kang Jin-Ho was well aware that neglecting academics and relying solely on athleticism would result in a 'birds of a feather, flock together' kind of situation later down the line.

Unfortunately, he just couldn't understand a single word uttered by the teachers during the classes. As such, Kang Jin-Ho focused his efforts on reading the first few pages of the textbooks to shore up his lacking knowledge base.

And also…
Until lunch that day, Park Yu-Min did his best to avoid meeting Kang Jin-Ho's glance.

Qinggong, or Lightness Skill, is a martial art technique to move around incredibly fast.
Some peak experts in web novels can apparently fly around with this technique. ☜

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