Solo Farming In The Tower-Chapter 37Vol 2. : Welcome to the Kindergarten of Destruction! ()

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“Poit! Poit!”

“Uhtyah! Uhtyah!”

Foby and the kids were tugging on the rope with all their might, shouting chants.

At first, the rope was being dragged entirely toward Foby’s side, but once Nene, Kuku, and Chacha joined in, the balance of power shifted to the kids.

Then—

“Kids, hang in there! The rope is coming to our side!”

“Yay!”

“Dinner’s waiting!”

Sliiiide.

Foby started getting dragged toward the children.

No way!

Me, the great Purple Dragon, losing?!

Foby’s pride took a massive hit.

“Poit! Strength, Poit! Power up, Poit! Entangle...”

So in between chants, he kept casting spells to boost his power and anchor his legs.

Thanks to that, the dragging slowed considerably, but—

Sliiide sliiide sliiide.

He was still getting pulled.

“Argh!”

Foby gave it his all to hold his ground.

“Uhtyah! Uhtyah! Uhtyah!”

“Uhtyah! Uhtyah! Uhtyah!”

The kids also gave it everything they had.

“Kids, it’s dinnertime!”

The tug-of-war continued until Sejun called out.

Once dinner was ready—

“That’s enough.”

Aileen stopped the match.

The result of the fierce battle was a draw—thanks to Foby having pulled the rope quite a bit at the start. Otherwise, he would’ve lost.

“Yay! We get to eat now!”

“Mr. Ddonddaen, give us food quick!”

“Sotteok, no! You’re supposed to say ‘Please give me food!’”

“Please give me food!”

Having confirmed the result, the kids ran excitedly into the kitchen.

“Aileen... who are those kids?”

Foby watched them in disbelief and asked Aileen with a slightly dazed voice.

There was no way opponents who could go toe-to-toe with him were normal. No—they couldn’t be. Otherwise, it’d be too embarrassing.

“Huh? Foby oppa, did you # Nоvеlight # come here not even knowing what this place is?”

“Yeah. I just heard we were going to Earth. Thought we were just hanging out?”

Foby replied with an innocent smile.

“Sigh. Foby oppa, listen up. This place is the Kindergarten of Destruction...”

Since she’d already heard from Sejun why Foby had come, Aileen began explaining everything in detail.

And then—

“Seriously?! You and Sejun are training future Gods of Creation?!”

“Yup. You’re gonna help too, right?”

“Of course! There’s no way the great Purple Dragon, Foby Peten, would miss out on such an honorable task!”

Hearing what this place truly was, Foby was deeply moved to be part of it.

Of course!

I, the great Purple Dragon Foby Peten, am not weak!

At the same time, the earlier shame from the tug-of-war vanished.

“Aileen, if there’s anything tough, leave it to me! I’ll take care of it all!”

“Okay. Thanks.”

And so, Foby officially became a teacher at the Kindergarten of Destruction.

“Starting today, Mr. Foby will be with us for one week. Now, everyone, give him a warm welcome!”

Before dinner, Sejun introduced Foby.

“Please take care of us!”

“”Yaaaay!””

Foby received an enthusiastic welcome from the future gods.

And then—

“Wow, this is delicious!”

While Foby was shoveling food into his mouth—

“Mr. Foby, please help the children eat.”

His first task was assigned.

“Mingming hates cucumber!”

“Shongshongi hates carrots!”

“Chacha hates onions!”

His mission: to feed picky eaters.

“Huh? But I haven’t finished eating yet.”

Foby replied casually, thinking Sejun was just talking because he had already finished.

But—

“I haven’t eaten either.”

Sejun showed his untouched bowl and answered.

“Uh... okay.”

Foby put down his spoon and approached the children.

“Alright, little ones, picky eating is bad. You need to eat everything to grow up big and strong.”

Foby spoke gently, trying to sound as kind as possible.

“Mingming said she hates cucumber!”

“Yeah! Shongshongi’s not eating carrots!”

“Chacha’s not eating onions!”

But children didn’t respond just because he was nice. Their reactions were impossible to predict.

On top of that—

“We saw Mr. Ddonddaen picking out the cucumber, carrot, and onion earlier!”

“He even picked out bell peppers!”

“What?! You’re worse than us!”

They had caught him being a picky eater too—and now they completely ignored him.

“That was... because I was saving them to eat all at once later! Look, I’m eating them now.”

This is for world peace!

To set a good example, Foby quickly gathered the vegetables he’d picked out and stuffed them in his mouth with a “delicious” expression.

Bleeergh—

Internally, he screamed at the awful taste.

“See? Mr. Foby is eating just fine! Yum yum, so tasty!”

On the outside, he forced a happy expression and chewed diligently.

Foby, the king of picky eaters, eating vegetables voluntarily?!

If his parents or Tier had seen that, they’d be horrified.

But despite his effort—

“Mr. Ddonddaen’s face looks totally like it tastes bad!”

“He’s lying to us!”

“Yeah! Liar!”

The kids instantly saw through his act.

I ate those disgusting things for them and they still won’t eat?!

“Just eat it already!”

Foby, angry, yelled at them.

“No!”

“Not eating it!”

“Don’t wanna!”

The kids shrieked back.

“Eat it!”

“Don’t wanna!”

As the clash escalated—

“Mr. Foby, please step over here for a moment.”

Sejun sent Aileen to pull Foby away from the kids.

Heheh. Time to show them the skills of a pro.

“Mingming, you really don’t like cucumbers?”

“Yeah!”

“Then let’s just chew it ten times, okay?”

“Okay!”

Unlike with Foby, Mingming nodded obediently.

Sitting on Sejun’s lap, Theo was stretching his paws and warming up.

Apparently, half of Sejun’s parenting skill came from Theo’s intimidation?

Hehehe. Good job, kids.

Heeheehee. Mr. Ddonddaen, can I drink choco milk now?

Not really. The kids didn’t actually hate those vegetables. They were just acting on Sejun’s orders.

No, they had been picky before—but thanks to Taecho and Kkamang’s mental conditioning, they’d gotten over it a long time ago.

The reason for this little performance was simple: to make Foby suffer while he was here.

They couldn’t let him come all this way and just relax.

Besides, by getting bossed around by the kids, maybe he’d finally reflect on what he did to Tier. If not... well, nothing they could do.

Why were Mom and Grandpa never mad at me, even when I was this awful?

And they probably didn’t get to eat properly because of me too...

Foby, though fuming, began to recall the things he’d done to his parents and grandfather.

Luckily, Sejun’s plan seemed to be working.

***

The next morning.

“Ungh-cha. That was a good sleep.”

Sejun woke up after helping the Kkamang family and Taecho’s apple again.

“Nya...”

[Hehe~]

“Queng...”

“Ng...”

“Heehee...”

After checking on the still-sleepy crew, he headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

And then—

“Fohihihi. Sejun, you’re up? I’m hungry. Gimme breakfast already.”

Foby, sprawled across the living room, spoke with a smug voice like it was natural for Sejun to feed him.

“Foby oppa! Do you think Sejun is your cook?!”

Of course, Aileen immediately shut him down.

“Huh? No, I...”

“If you do that again, I won’t play with you anymore!”

Aileen’s threat worked like a charm.

How could I blow this chance?!

“Ugh... okay. I won’t.”

Foby, who’d rarely gotten to play with the youngest Aileen thanks to other dragons like Garlic, Sylvia, and Hocus, was completely swayed.

By the way, Aileen had a higher mental age than Foby.

Because she made an effort to connect with Sejun, unlike the other young dragons who didn’t even try.

That’s also why adults liked her more.

To be honest, Foby was the normal one—Aileen was the weird one.

Hehehe. That’s my girl.

Sejun smiled proudly as he watched Aileen scold Foby.

“Oppa, don’t just sit there—help clean.”

“Okay, okay.”

Aileen put Foby to work cleaning the kindergarten.

“Hm hm hmmm~”

Sejun hummed a tune as he prepared breakfast.

A bit later—

“Kids, time to eat!”

Breakfast began.

“Hate cucumber!”

“Just one bite, okay?”

“Hate carrots!”

“Carrots are sooo tasty! Look at the teacher eat it! Nom nom.”

Foby again tried to teach by example, eating the veggies the kids picked out.

Hmm? After chewing for a while... it’s actually tasty?

And that’s how Foby got over his dislike of carrots.

Once breakfast was done—

“Now Mr. Foby is going to play with you!”

“What?!”

“”Yaaaay—””

Sejun left the kids in Foby’s care.

“We’ll go finish rehearsal.”

The rest went off to resume practice for their play about the tiger’s filial piety.

“Ten winters ago, my mother left to find my brother who had turned into a tiger and never returned. Since then, my father would tell me—if you ever meet a tiger in the mountains with pink jelly paw pads, that’s your brother. Bring him home.”

“Nya?! That’s me-nya! My paw pads are pink-nya! So I was human?!”

Shocked by Taecho’s line, Theo checked his own paws in exaggerated surprise.

“Hm-nya. So that’s why I didn’t get along with other tigers-nya! My human memories must’ve vanished when I became Te Tiger-nya!”

Theo delivered his monologue while processing Taecho’s story.

“Rawr-nya. So... how’s Dad?”

“Not well. Ever since you disappeared, he fell ill with grief. Brother, let’s go see him now. He’ll be so happy!”

“No-nya! I’m still in a tiger’s body, so I can’t return to the village. You go ahead and tell Father I’m doing well-nya. Te Brother will visit him in a few days-nya!”

“Alright! Then I’ll see you in a few days. (Phew... that was close.)”

As Taecho turned to leave with relief—

“Wait-nya!”

Theo called her back.

“Yes?! (Did he figure it out?!)”

Taecho turned around, nervous.

“Take this backpack with you-nya!”

Theo handed her the pack kindly.

The rehearsal went smoothly.

A little later—

It was almost time for dinner.

“Save me...”

Foby, after spending hours playing with the kids, staggered over and collapsed, his face as purple as his hair.

Hide-and-seek, tug-of-war, tag—he hadn’t had a moment’s rest. Even a great dragon would be exhausted.

“Good job. Want anything to eat?”

Sejun asked kindly.

“So...tteok... so...tteok...”

Poro-long.

Mustered what strength he had, Foby replied—then immediately passed out. He must’ve been truly drained.

“If I remember right, sleeping like that means he’s in sleep mode?”

“It’s fine. Just wake him before three hours are up.”

Said Aileen, who was already past her own sleep mode like it was nothing.

After a short power nap—

“Kids, it’s dinnertime. Aileen, wake up Foby, please.”

“Okay. Foby oppa, wake up!”

Smack!

Aileen smacked him square on the back.

“Ugh...”

Foby barely opened his eyes.

Wait—what’s that smell? Sotteok-sotteok?!

Eyes wide open, Foby sprang up at the delicious aroma.

Then—

“Wow, it’s so good!”

Grabbing the sotteok-sotteok with both hands, he devoured them.

Eat up.

Tomorrow’s going to be worse. Hehehe.

Sejun smiled like a true villain as he watched.

And thus ended Day 2 of Foby’s life at the Kindergarten of Destruction.

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