WHEN SONG Gunwoo arrived in the school clinic, he was surprised to see the responders bringing out Shin Jina, who was on a stretcher.
Obviously, the school called an ambulance.
But why?
He observed Shin Jina, and it broke his heart to see that she was barely conscious.
Shin Jina was covered in sweat, and it was obvious that she was in a lot of pain as she kept crying "It hurts" in a low voice.
My poor dongsaeng...
"How’s Jina, ma’am?" Song Gunwoo asked the school doctor, who was walking behind the responders. Of course, he walked with her as he had no intention of leaving Shin Jina alone. "Why does she need to be taken to the hospital? Is her fall that bad..."
Oh, wait.
Song Gunwoo trailed off when he caught a strange scent in the air.
He didn’t notice it immediately because he prioritized checking on Shin Jina first.
But now...
"Pheromones?" Song Gunwoo asked in disbelief, looking down at Shin Jina. "Jina is emitting pheromones..."
"I’m surprised that you noticed when the scent is very faint, Gunwoo-ya," Dr. Lee Jiyeon, the school doctor, said. "But, you’re right. I suspect that Jina is experiencing manifestation. That’s why we’re bringing her to the hospital. Aside from fixing her broken arm, we also need to make sure that she’ll awaken properly."
"Can I go with you, ma’am?"
"No, absolutely not," Dr. Lee Jiyeon answered firmly. "Go back to your class, Gunwoo-ya— I’ll accompany Jina to the hospital. Moreover, I already called her parents. They’ll meet us at the hospital, so there’s no need for you to go with us."
Song Gunwoo could only frown in disappointment.
***
"OPPA, where’s Jina?"
Huh?
Song Gunwoo was about to return to his classroom when Kim Ana arrived at the now-empty clinic. "Why are you here, Ana-ya? You should be in your class..."
"I’m skipping class, Oppa," Kim Ana said sternly. "Our teacher won’t listen to me, so I’m planning to go to the police station to report a crime."
Oh, right!
I almost forgot.
"You did say that someone pushed Jina down the stairs," Song Gunwoo said, bending his knees to match Kim Ana’s eye level. "Can you tell me about it?"
"Sure, Oppa. I know you’ll believe me."
"Of course. I trust you, Ana-ya. You’re Jina’s best friend, after all."
Kim Ana’s face lit up, but that happy look was immediately replaced by worry. "Oppa, I know I claimed that someone pushed Jina down the stairs, and Jina would definitely know that she was pushed down. But I’m worried that we might not find the culprit."
"Did you see the culprit?"
"I did, Oppa. It was an adult. But they were wearing a hoodie, so I couldn’t see their face. Plus, they were already running away when I got to the "crime scene." I prioritized helping Jina instead of chasing after the bad person."
"You did well, Jina-ya."
"But it will be hard to catch the culprit. It happened on the emergency staircase near the gym. That spot doesn’t have a CCTV."
"How did you know that?"
"I already checked, Oppa."
Song Gunwoo was impressed.
Then he remembered that Kim Ana was the granddaughter of the chairman of Hwarang Security Global— a private security company known for providing VIP protection to corporate executives and high-profile individuals.
That’s the company where Uncle Geon worked before he was hired by Daddy to be Dad’s personal bodyguard.
"I told my teacher what I saw, but when I said I didn’t have proof, he dismissed me," Kim Ana said, frowning. "He said the school will start the investigation after Jina gives her statement. But what if the culprit already starts erasing their traces while we’re waiting?"
"Is that why you want to report it to the police station?"
"Yes, Oppa."
Song Gunwoo chuckled, and then he gently patted Kim Ana’s head before standing straight. "We don’t have to report it to the police, Ana-ya. Let’s just tell the principal what you saw. Then let’s ask him to start an investigation ASAP."
"I don’t like the principal— he looks like a bad person," Kim Ana said, pouting. "Maybe he’ll listen because of you, Oppa. But he might not take my statement seriously since I won’t be able to provide proof of what I saw."
That was true.
To be honest, Song Gunwoo also knew that the school principal wasn’t the type to genuinely care about the students.
However...
Mr. Yang Iljun received a huge amount of money from Dad recently.
"It should be fine this time, Ana-ya," Song Gunwoo assured Kim Ana with a smile. "My dad already bought Mr. Yang’s loyalty."
***
"WE SHALL open an investigation as soon as possible, Gunwoo-ya."
Hmm.
Song Gunwoo sipped his tea while listening to Yang Iljun, the school principal.
Right now, only the two of them were left in the school principal’s office.
Mr. Yang asked Ana to return to her class after giving her statement, while I’m excused for my remaining classes for today.
That would be thanks to his privilege as the heir to SG Group.
"Mr. Yang, can I add one person to the investigating team that you’re going to assemble for this case?" Song Gunwoo asked politely while putting the teacup down on the saucer. "Just one person."
Yang Iljun smiled awkwardly. "That would be hard, Gunwoo-ya. Our school can’t let outsiders handle a case related to one of our students."
Of course, he already expected the school principal to say that.
Hence...
"Mr. Yang, have you heard of the shaman working for our family?"
Yang Iljun’s face instantly lit up. "Of course, Gunwoo-ya. Miss Mija is a very famous shaman, despite being young. I know she works exclusively for your family and the SG Group, but I also heard that she would sometimes help other people and establishments if she feels like it."
That was true.
Song Gunwoo’s Alpha father wasn’t that greedy to stop Mija from using her divine power to help others.
Well, at least not anymore. Dad helps Daddy stay less greedy.
But thanks to his Alpha father’s leniency, Mija didn’t feel suffocated.
I think that’s the biggest reason Mija Noona remains loyal to our family.
"And I also heard that everyone that Miss Mija helped had lucked out," Yang Iljun said, the excitement in his voice was loud and clear. "But, as far as I know, it’s hard to meet Miss Mija. Not because SG Group hides her, but because she doesn’t like meeting people that much."
"I’ll bring Mija Noona here and let you meet her, sir."
Yang Iljun’s eyes widened in shock.
"All I ask is for you to allow Mija Noona to help track down the culprit who pushed my dongsaeng down the stairs," Song Gunwoo said, smiling. "Is that possible, sir?"
This time, Yang Iljun immediately nodded. "Of course, Gunwoo-ya— everything is possible if you want it to happen."
***
NOONA is really like a ghost— she knows everything.
Song Gunwoo smiled when the car that picked him up after his classes was a yellow sports car.
Well, to be precise, it was one of the cars that picked him up.
The one was a luxury black sedan.
Naturally, Shin Geon couldn’t pick him up, so his grandparents sent another person.
It was Jung Han, his Alpha father’s aide.
And, of course, the one who got out of the yellow sports car was Mija.
"Young Master, I’m here to take you home."
"Yes, Uncle Han," Song Gunwoo answered politely, and then he looked up at Mija. "Noona, do I need to explain everything to you?"
"No, I’ve already seen everything," Mija said while waving her hand dismissively. "You want me to find the culprit who hurt our Jina, right?"
"Please, Noona."
Semin is also a shaman.

***

I’m gonna make them pay for this.
***
Since Uncle Junho is here, he probably left Seulgi with my grandfathers.
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