Cheon Hong-ryeong was in her office as usual.
She had been using Wi Ji-yang's office for a while, but after the construction was completed, Cheon Hong-ryeong was using a new building as her own office again.
Swoosh—.
Cheon Hong-ryeong's gaze, which had been on the docunts on her desk, turned to the entrance.
And a mont later, the sound of footsteps was heard from beyond the door, and soon, Wi Ji-yang's voice was heard.
"President, are you in?"
"Let him in."
"What?"
"The guy behind you, didn't he co to see ?"
"..."
As if in answer, the door opened.
As Cheon Hong-ryeong had said, Namgung Il was standing there with Wi Ji-yang, and seeing that, a line ford on Cheon Hong-ryeong's lips.
"It's been a while."
"..."
"Did you perhaps co because you missed ?"
"No."
At Cheon Hong-ryeong's words, Namgung Il answered imdiately.
Of course, she hadn't asked expecting a positive answer, so Cheon Hong-ryeong, still with a smile on her lips, gestured for Wi Ji-yang to leave.
Drreuk—.
Seeing that signal, Wi Ji-yang imdiately closed the door from the outside.
Thus, the two were left alone in the office.
As Namgung Il ca sowhat closer, Cheon Hong-ryeong asked once more.
"So, what's your business with ?"
"That is..."
"Ah, I know. You've finally decided to join the student council, right?"
"..."
Namgung Il looked at Cheon Hong-ryeong with a dumbfounded expression.
She's still a person who only says what she wants to say.
Namgung Il tried to quickly state his business before Cheon Hong-ryeong could spout any more nonsense.
Swoosh—.
Walking closer to Cheon Hong-ryeong again, Namgung Il put his hand into his bosom.
In his outstretched hand was a piece of paper, and Namgung Il placed it on the desk without a word.
"...?"
Of course, Cheon Hong-ryeong couldn't help but look at it quizzically.
At a glance, it seed he had held it out for her to look inside, so Cheon Hong-ryeong silently unfolded the paper and began to read.
"Hmm, what's this?"
"..."
"Was this the purpose of your visit?"
The paper Namgung Il had handed to Cheon Hong-ryeong was an application form.
An application form requesting approval for a new society.
Only after this application form was passed by the student council would the establishnt of the society be formally recognized.
"Yes, please approve it."
"..."
At Namgung Il's confident request, Cheon Hong-ryeong silently scanned the application form again.
"But to create a society. You really do exceed my expectations."
"There's no law that says a first-year can't create a society, is there?"
"Of course not."
"..."
"But just because you submit an application form like this doesn't an we approve all of them."
There were already quite a few societies within the Flying Dragon Academy.
Managing those societies was also one of the roles of the student council.
That's why they couldn't approve all of them just because an application was submitted.
Since they also provided an activity budget from the student council every quarter, they had to thoroughly judge whether it was really a proper society.
"First, to create a society, you need at least three mbers. Do you know that?"
"Yes, I've already found them."
"The approval of the head instructor... it seems you've already received it."
"..."
"Last question. What on earth is the activity of this society?"
Of course, the activity content of the society was also already written on the application form.
However, with the content written here... she couldn't understand what kind of society this was.
She had read it again just in case, but she still didn't understand, so Cheon Hong-ryeong asked Namgung Il directly.
Twinkle—.
At that mont, a glint appeared in Namgung Il's eyes.
As if he had already expected Cheon Hong-ryeong to ask him that, Namgung Il imdiately answered clearly.
"It's a society for napping."
"..."
It was definitely written so on the application form.
But to think that was really the activity content of the society... Even for Cheon Hong-ryeong, she couldn't help but be at a loss for words for a mont.
"I'm sorry, but this is rejected."
"..."
"The school rules clearly state this. A society must have a clear purpose of activity, and that purpose must be beneficial to the student's developnt."
The existing societies each had their own characteristics.
The types were so diverse that they couldn't be grouped into one, but still, just by hearing the na, one could imdiately tell what the purpose of the society's activities was.
But a society for napping... far from developnt, even the purpose was unclear.
"You don't need a society to take a nap."
"..."
"How on earth did you get the head instructor's approval?"
His reaction would surely have been similar to hers.
At this point, it was to the level where she suspected that Namgung Il had secretly stolen the head instructor's seal and stamped it here.
"President, do you really think so?"
"...?"
"Napping is a very important activity. To not notice the deep aning hidden here. It's a little disappointing."
Just then, Namgung Il shook his head and said.
Seeing that, Cheon Hong-ryeong let out a hollow laugh as if amused.
"Alright. Then convince ."
"..."
"Why must this society exist? If you can't explain it in a way that I can accept, there will be absolutely no approval."
From the beginning, she had expected Cheon Hong-ryeong to co out like this.
A society for napping, even he himself thought it was a too absurd society.
That's why Namgung Il had prepared in advance to make this society look like a pretty piece of trash.
"President, when was the last ti you took a nap?"
"? Well. I don't rember."
"That's right. The students of the Flying Dragon Academy don't take naps. Because they don't have the ti."
"..."
"Everyone is so busy living in this harsh world that they've lost their peace of mind. Isn't that sad?"
Namgung Il asked and sought Cheon Hong-ryeong's agreent.
Of course, no answer ca back, but Namgung Il continued to speak as if he didn't care.
"Having peace of mind in life is very important. Sotis, things that were ruined by being rushed by ti can be solved well when done with a peaceful mind."
"..."
"It's the sa for martial arts. Does one get stronger just by swinging their fists blindly? One's skills improve only when they create a space for enlightennt to enter."
Cheon Hong-ryeong also agreed with those words to so extent.
The more one chases, the farther it gets; such a ti cos for a martial artist soday.
That's why enlightennt is such a difficult thing. Because it doesn't surely co just by swinging a sword diligently.
Cheon Hong-ryeong could roughly understand what Namgung Il was trying to say.
"So, I want to create a space for people to have peace of mind, even if it's through a society."
"..."
"To have peace of mind through napping. And that peace of mind leads to enlightennt. That is the purpose of the Osuhoe (Nap Society)!"
In fact, although he said this, Namgung Il's real purpose was different.
That was to pass on the Dog Beating Staff Technique to Jong Seo-eon through the Osuhoe.
The society was rely a pretext for that, and there was a separate reason why he had made the society's activity purpose so absurd.
'The Osuhoe is a society for to pass on the Dog Beating Staff Technique to Jong Seo-eon. So, other students must never join.'
That's why Namgung Il had applied for a society with such ridiculous content.
So that his and Jong Seo-eon's training would not be disturbed by other students.
A society for napping in a place where there were only people who were serious about martial arts. Of course, no one would be interested.
"..."
In other words, all the grand words Namgung Il had just laid out were nothing but bullshit.
To find peace of mind through napping and lead it to enlightennt... If that were really possible, all the top martial artists in the world would be lazybones.
Of course, there were certainly cases where peace of mind led to enlightennt, but that was a story for when one had reached a certain level of skill, not sothing to be talked about at this stage.
'I hope this works well.'
He had sohow managed to get approval from Ho Jeong-won with this.
But to be honest, he wasn't confident about Cheon Hong-ryeong.
Since she was a person whose thoughts he couldn't read from the first ti he saw her, Namgung Il hid the tension in his heart and opened his mouth.
"The activities of the Osuhoe will surely bring beneficial developnt to the students."
"..."
"I believe the President will understand that aning. So please approve it."
Namgung Il requested approval again.
At those words, Cheon Hong-ryeong glanced at the docunt again, then let out a hollow laugh.
"Alright. It looks fun, so I'll approve it."
Done.
Namgung Il quietly clenched his fist where it couldn't be seen.
"So, I can just assign any random room for the club room, right?"
"Ah, about that."
"...?"
"It would be great if you could also assign a training ground to the Osuhoe."
"A training ground?"
Cheon Hong-ryeong's reaction was naturally one of puzzlent.
Although training grounds were assigned to societies depending on their activity content, why on earth did the Osuhoe need a training ground?
There would be no need to sleep in a training ground to take a nap.
"From what I see, it doesn't seem like the Osuhoe needs a training ground."
"..."
"You can sleep in a room too."
Of course, Namgung Il also thought so.
But as ntioned before, the real purpose of the Osuhoe was to improve Jong Seo-eon's skills.
In that process, a space where he could freely swing the Dog Beating Staff was absolutely necessary, so Namgung Il had to be assigned a training ground no matter what.
"The purpose of the Osuhoe is to lead to enlightennt through peace of mind."
"..."
"Of course, we will also take naps, but in that process, martial arts training is also included. So we need a training ground."
"Well... alright."
Fortunately, Cheon Hong-ryeong seed to have accepted it right away.
However.
"But what to do? It seems there are no training grounds to assign to the Osuhoe."
"...?"
"I've already assigned them all to other societies."
"...Are you saying there isn't a single empty one?"
"Yeah, because the training ground is a place all societies want."
So there was always a shortage of training grounds.
Basically, the societies created by students were mostly related to martial arts, and that led to the demand for training grounds.
Of course, there wasn't a single empty training ground now either.
'...This is an unexpected situation.'
Namgung Il hadn't expected that part.
How would he know that unless he was in the student council that managed the societies?
If he couldn't be assigned a training ground, it could be said that there was no aning in creating the Osuhoe, so Namgung Il spoke to Cheon Hong-ryeong in a slightly urgent voice.
"Is there no way?"
"Do you really need it?"
"Yes! I really need it."
"..."
Grin—.
At that mont, a line ford on Cheon Hong-ryeong's lips.
The expression Cheon Hong-ryeong made whenever she thought of a fun prank.
Namgung Il also knew the aning of that expression, but right now, even if he were to get caught up in that prank, he just wanted to get a training ground sohow.
"There is one way."
"...What is it?"
The thod that then flowed from Cheon Hong-ryeong's mouth.
A very simple and clear, and surely a thod that would cause a commotion.
(End of Chapter)
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