Chapter 14 (2/2)

“But he runs away the second he sees you. What would be different if it were me?”

“You can do it.”

“But…”

Myohan narrowed his eyes. His sharp pupils threateningly glared at Jagyeom, giving him the chills. He swallowed what he had meant to say and looked away.

“….I’ll try.”

And they each went back to their homerooms after agreeing to meet again at lunchtime. Myohan was really excited to get the rabbit at last. He was looking forward to it so much that he didn’t sleep and sat upright during the whole class. The teacher was so glad to see it and gave one passionate lecture, but sadly, Myohan didn’t even catch a word.

“As for Plato, he concluded this action to be…”

The moment the bell sounded for lunchtime, Myohan ran down to the taps, resisting the urge to jump right to the ground. Yuja tried to stop him, saying they had to practice again, but Myohan just ignored him, although he knew that when he got back to the classroom, he would be scolded a lot by the class president.

“For your information…”

Myohan was pushing clingy Sajun yet again when he saw Jagyeom come. He looked really excited, and the man smiled to see it.

“In history, Lee Jagyeom the politician’s revolt failed.”

“What happened?”

Jagyeom sheepishly shook his head. Myohan sighed and crouched down, totally disappointed. Jagyeom said apologetically, “He’s not in his homeroom.”

“…Well, at least you tried.”

The rabbit was really clever. Now Myohan really wanted to know why Myo Cheong was avoiding him so much. He wondered if he should send Sajun, but then, Jagyeom carefully spoke.

“His classmate Choi Jino told me that..”

A small flame came to life in Myohan’s eyes. Jagyeom took a breath and sighed sadly.

“Myo Cheong is being bullied by some bad kids.”

Myohan immediately jumped to his feet and ran somewhere. O Shin smiled to see his back as he went away. The cat’s filled with responsibilities. He had to swallow what he couldn’t dare to speak.

Where Myohan was running to, panting, was the vegetable garden behind the new building. Although it was called a vegetable garden, it was managed by no one and was practically an empty field. They had taken turns to manage it till last year, but it seemed like this year’s freshmen weren’t interested in it.

But the problem was that the garden without a single plant had become a gathering place for bad students. That was where they did all their bad things, like smoking and taking money from other students.

The teachers knew about it, of course. A number of solutions had been proposed, like putting security cameras and assigning a guard there, but none of them had been carried out.

“Wow, he’s not talking again.”

Myohan stopped near the garden, put his hands on his knees, and caught his breath. He had been running around so much ever since he met the man.

“Hey, can’t you speak or something?”

Myohan hid behind a wall to take a peek. Four buff guys were surrounding one guy. Myohan couldn’t see his face from where he was hiding, but he knew it had to be Myo Cheong. One of his legs was in a cast.

“I told you to bring money.”

‘This isn’t good.’

There was no way Myohan could defeat four men of that size. He wondered but to do, but then he saw one of them grab Myo Cheong’s collar.

“I asked you a question, didn’t I?”

Oh, bother, bother. Myohan usually stuck to minding his business only. He always said that although connivance was a sin, meddlesomeness was another kind of sin. Everything changed after he met the man. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have gone to Sajun’s summon.

“Hey.”

And he wouldn’t have been picking a fight with four guys much bigger than him.

“I need to have a word with him. Give us a minute.”

Whatever. He didn’t have much of a plan. Cats were reckless by nature. That was what O Shin would have said.

“Who are you?”

Myo Cheong looked at Myohan with his wide eyes. The boy who was still holding his collar let go of it.

Myohan muttered in a small voice, “What?”

One of them took a step toward him. If Myo Cheong was indeed the rabbit, he must have heard. Rabbits had keen ears. Myohan looked right at him. He hadn’t seen his face since they saw each other in the sickbay. Myohan whispered again.

“When I count to three.”