Just then, a reasonable doubt flashed through my mind.

'Am I afraid of this classmate?'

If this is not the case, how can I explain the phenomenon that when I saw his eyes, I suddenly became short of breath, avoided the other person's sight, and my heart beat suddenly accelerated?

Thinking of this, Wang Zhe's face darkened a lot.

He can't accept this reality.

'How funny!'

He is Wang Zheye!

Possessing a physique beyond the level of high school students and a body of strange strength, he has already stood out among his peers since middle school. How could such a Wang Zhe be afraid of a student of the same level?

impossible things.

No, it is absolutely impossible to let such a thing happen.

"Azhe, what's wrong?"

"not comfortable?"

With the concern of the seniors, Wang Zhe answered loudly.

"Thank you seniors, I'm fine!"

Yes, I have nothing.

'It must be because I ate too little in the morning that I feel a little dizzy. '

After comforting himself like this, Wang Zhe nodded in agreement.

In order to prove his guess, Wang Zhe slowly raised his eyes again to look at the newcomer from the other school.

Although he still had some stature, the first-year rookie who was about the same size as a sorghum pole compared to himself was standing there.

Wang Zhe, who finally regained his composure, raised the corners of his mouth.

'...just wait and see. '

It really shouldn't be frightened by a guy who can knock him down with a single punch.

Wang Zhe straightened up his slightly curved upper body, and then changed back to the same high-spirited appearance as before.

Seeing Wang Zhe recovering his demeanor, the Hwaseong High School track and field team members who were worried about Wang Zhe's sudden change also laughed out loud.

"Scare us."

"Our first graders love acting so much."

Wang Zhe responded to the encouragement from the seniors with a smile, and then turned his attention to Cheng Jin-Woo.

'It's a shame, but I feel dizzy when I look at that guy...'

Wang Zhe was thinking.

How can we return the shame received at this embarrassing time to the other party?

In order to avoid another embarrassing situation, the best way is to strike first.

'......'

Having said that, that first grader even dared to stare at her with wide eyes and presumptuously.

Wang Zhe has never let go of anyone who dares to look directly at him like this.

"Hey."

Wang Zhe pointed to the back of the stadium with his chin and said in a deep voice.

"I have something to say to you, come with me!"

"Oh oh one!"

Seeing the arrogance of their juniors, the seniors of Hwaseong High School's track and field team began to boo for themselves, and Cheng Jin-Woo's seniors saw that Cheng Jin-Woo wanted to follow, one by one hurriedly grabbed him to stop him.

"Xin-Woo, killing people is not allowed!"

"Do you want to see blood on the day of the game? You bear it."

"Take it as saving a life is better than a seven-level pagoda!"

Cheng Jin-Woo laughed, and he gently pulled away the senior's hand.

"Nothing will happen. Seniors, don't worry."

But Cheng Jin-Woo's remarks still couldn't reassure the seniors.

"Really? Nothing will happen, right?"

"My buddies believe in you."

"You have to let that friend walk back by himself?"

Seeing the seniors trying to stop him because they were worried about Wang Zhe's safety, Cheng Jin-Woo smiled and nodded again to reassure them.

Afterwards, he quickly followed Wang Zhe who left first.

'......'

Zhao Jishuo, who was observing the situation on the side, felt very speechless, and he couldn't help but walked over.

"Are you... serious?"

Choi Tae-woong glanced at Jo Ki-suk, and then looked worriedly in the direction where Cheng Jin-woo left.

"Don't talk to me, I'm in a hurry right now."

During this period of time, Cui Taexiong had already witnessed Cheng Xiaoyu's motor nerves superior to others, he could only silently pray in his heart that the kid named Wang Zhe would not cross the line.

***

Cheng Jin-Woo, who was following Wang Zhe, had some small expectations in his heart.

' Could it be that Wang Zhe also remembered the past?'

if it is like this…...

Now, as a human "Wang Zhe" instead of a shadow soldier "Ian", how will he react to the past memories?

I was so looking forward to following him in my heart, but not long after, Wang Zhe turned around.

With Wang Zhe's eyes, he didn't seem to call himself here just to reminisce about the old days.

"Hey."

Wang Zhe looked down upon Cheng Jin-Woo, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"You don't think I'm wearing the same sportswear as you and standing on the sports field, so you underestimate me?"

Although Wang Zhe is obviously angry now, this appearance of Wang Zhe just reminded Cheng Xiaoyu of Wang Zhe jumping around in the teleportation port.

So Cheng Jin-Woo couldn't help laughing out.

Although the two sides were against each other at the time, it is still a memory now.

But Wang Zhe has no memory of that time.

So even though Cheng Jin-Woo's smile at this moment is not malicious, to Wang Zhe that expression is not so friendly.

"You kid, you really gave you face! ”

Wang Zhe's big hand grabbed Seong Jin-Woo's collar in no time.

In the next second, a sound of "Wow-" came from Cheng Jin-Woo's ear.

The shadow soldiers in his shadow cheered together.

'Ian is back!'

'Welcome, Ian!'

'My lord, if you give it to me for Berleon education, this kind of thing will never happen again......'

'......'

Maybe I should teach these shadow soldiers how to adapt to this civilized modern society.

Cheng Xiaoyu felt helpless secretly, and then looked straight into Wang Zhe's eyes.

Although Wang Zhe came to provoke, I don't know if it's because he developed feelings when he was a shadow soldier. His behavior is not annoying.

On the contrary...

Cheng Jin-Woo was very curious.

If I put my hand on Wang Zhe now, will Wang Zhe recover his memory?

'......'

Wang Zhe also seemed to read something from Cheng Jin-Woo's eyes, he swallowed nervously.

'Why...?'

If it was in the past, even if he would be banned from the competition, he would never let go of the guy who laughed at him.

But now... instead of feeling angry, a more pure emotion came out of me.

Wang Zhe felt a little puzzled.

And the next moment, Cheng Jin-Woo grabbed his wrist.

Cheng Jin-Woo's hand touched Wang Zhe.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Zhe had an unexpected reaction.

"Huh...?"

He burst into tears.

Endless tears like spring water fell one by one without any reason, and Wang Zhe, who suddenly lost strength in his legs, sat on the ground.

"why......?"

Wang Zhe looked up at Cheng Jin-Woo.

He wanted Cheng Jin-Woo to tell him the answer, but Cheng Jin-Woo showed a bitter smile.

'I haven't shared memories with the monarch before, even if I have contact, it won't evoke the previous memories......'

I can't forcefully evoke his memory...

At this moment, Cheng Jin-Woo recalled the few people who shared that memory with him in that vanished time and space.

'President Wu Zhenzhe and...'

Mrs. Norma Senor.

Maybe she also has the memory that disappeared, thinking about it, Cheng Jin-Woo turned around.

He has nothing to be wrong with "Ai En", he has nothing to say to "Wang Zhe".

Now he is not his own shadow soldier, but the human "Wang Zhe".

However, Wang Zhe stopped Cheng Jin-Woo who was about to leave.

"Wait, wait...wait a minute!"

Wang Zhe, who quickly wiped away his tears, stood up.

Cheng Jin-Woo turned around.

Although Wang Zhe stopped crying, his nose was still red.

Wang Zhe choked up.

For the first time in his life, he felt the torrent of emotion.

He couldn't help asking Seong Jin-Woo.

"Is this... is this love?"

Wang Zhe, who misunderstood this kind of emotion, was very serious.

"..."

Cheng Jin-Woo seemed to have been slapped on the back of the head. Under the strong mental shock, Cheng Jin-Woo once again looked Wang Zhe squarely.