The Munchkin Disciple Wants To Stop Being Obsessed Over

The End, and the Beginning (Complete)

A warm breeze caresses my face.

My hair is waving pleasantly.

My eyes open.

From some point on, the first thing I see when I lie down is the dazzling sun.

Pure white clouds and birds decorate the sky.

“Ugh!”

Although I felt refreshed, I got up and stretched for no reason.

“Hey···.”

I couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration at the spectacular sight that unfolded before my eyes.

The land that had been covered with death and evil until just a short time ago had been transformed into a green and vibrant place full of life.

“···Not bad.”

Literally, the world I first encountered after opening the door wasn’t bad.

The fate I have decided, this world will flow like that.

As usual, as normal, as if nothing had happened.

As before, many people will spend their days together.

As each person writes their own narrative.

We will face tomorrow with joy, sadness, anger, and patience.

The only difference from before is that there will be no extreme threat, such as destruction, in that daily life.

Although minor conflicts may arise as emotions interact with each other, good and evil that carry excessive weight do not exist in this world.

Because I decided so.

“···But why.”

I wonder why I feel so empty.

It’s clearly all over.

“Is it because the weather is warm?”

I started to feel a little tired, along with a drowsy feeling.

So I lay down and looked up at the sky. I thought, since I’ve come this far, maybe a quick nap would be okay.

As I was about to close my eyes, I saw a blue dot across the sky.

The dot grew bigger and bigger, and before I knew it, it had become a large blue bird and was flying towards me.

“I told you to cut it a little.”

How did you know and come looking for me?

The tweet polymorphed before it hit the ground, and then started falling straight down onto my chest.

A tweet that fell towards me while crouching down and then stretching out its arms and legs.

“It looks like a frog···.”

I felt a sense of disconnect. The expression on her face was clearly that of an innocent girl running towards her father.

The posture and momentum were like a frog rushing toward its prey. I think I’ve seen that look in professional wrestling before. What was the name of the technique?

“dad!”

“Keuk···!”

Frog Splash. It came to mind right away after I got hit.

“Huh…? Dad, where does it hurt?”

“Ugh. It hurts. It really fucking hurts.”

I sat up, hugging Tweety, wiping away the tears that I hadn’t shed even when fighting the evil spirit.

“Ugh, just snap this off···!”

“Kkaaak!”

Then, possessed by Shin-chan’s mom, Tweet started to rub his head with his fist.

Tweet. Do you know what your dad’s motto is? It’s “I don’t know how to repay kindness, but I will definitely repay my enemies.”

The scuffle continued for a while.

After regaining my senses, Tweetie and I held hands and looked together at the land filled with the energy of life.

“Wow, it’s changed a lot.”

“yes?”

“huh.”

“Well, don’t you think something else has changed besides what you see?”

The fate of the world has changed.

“I don’t know.”

“Yeah. What would you know?”

“I don’t know about that, but what about my grandmother?”

A tweet asking while looking up at me with bright eyes.

“Our teacher···.”

For a moment, I felt my breath catch in my throat and looked into the distance before answering.

“He left for a moment.”

“I see···.”

Then, Tweety held my hand tighter and looked at the same place.

After a few moments of silence, Tweety suddenly sighed deeply and muttered.

“It’s a shame. Grandma was really the perfect person.”

“what?”

“Dad, mate.”

“···.”

This crazy bird is real.

“I’m kidding.”

As I tried to clench my fist, Tweetie smiled brightly and unclenched my fist again.

I felt it anew. Twit has really grown a lot.

He knows how to joke, read the mood, and defuse the situation.

At this point, I think it’s okay to call it a demon rather than a spirit.

“Will I see you again?”

“then.”

“How do you know?”

“Some unlucky guy told me so.”

“I see.”

But the strange thing is, as I talked to this magical friend, my complicated emotions subsided.

A comfortable feeling, conversation as usual.

I felt the corners of my mouth go up for no reason and said to Twit.

“Shall we go?”

“huh.”

****

Although the evil spirits were defeated, the aftereffects of the war lasted a long time.

Countless knights and wizards, as well as their lovers, families, and acquaintances, lost their lives to monsters.

The volume of tears flowing here and there was large enough to form an ocean, and the sadness and regret that permeated them were as heavy as a mountain.

The empire and each kingdom recorded the names of their victims without exception.

Heroes of the continent who fought against the threat of evil without backing down, and deserve the rewards and treatment they deserve.

Of course, that doesn’t mean their sadness will go away, but it will be a small comfort to know that their hero was everyone’s hero.

After the war ended, the world gradually began to put itself back in order.

A world where ordinary daily life, everyday life, and various stories emerge.

The Empire is its own Empire, the Academy is its own Academy, and the protagonists of each story are their own protagonists.

It was an ordinary, peaceful world where the ending of the story was not set as someone had decided, but as someone wanted.

****

I feel this every time, but time really flies.

It seems like only yesterday that I defeated the evil spirit, and now it’s already my graduation from the academy.

After becoming a 4th year student, I wandered around the continent with various excuses. I looked at the main gate of the academy, which I hadn’t seen in a long time, and let out a deep sigh.

“Tweet.”

“yes?”

A tweet looking at me with an innocent expression. Maybe because it’s not a person, it looks like it’s grown up beyond recognition.

Shiny blue hair and a beautiful appearance.

A new subject with a height taller than its owner and breasts that are swollen to the point of bursting.

Today, when I see this tweet, I feel breathless.

“Why are you here?”

I was so scared of what kind of explosive statement he would make or what kind of impulsive action he would take, that I clearly locked him in a cage yesterday. I even applied a locking spell over ten times!

When I see Tweet (the whole group) linking arms next to me, I get goosebumps.

“Dad. Do I look like a blue-haired man wearing ice leg pants? Do you think I’d just sit back and quietly miss out on taking pictures with you? On such a monumental day as today?”

“Iced leg hot pants… When did you learn to say such a vulgar thing?”

“Learn from your father. Who else? And you call me your daughter. Where in the world is there a shameless father who locks his daughter in a cage on a family anniversary? And you are my father? Huh?”

“no···.”

“Yeah. You can’t refute me at all. You can’t do anything. You’re being treated like a king. Then just give me some guidance without saying a word.”

“Oh, the blue-haired beast isn’t something you can collect···.”

“It must be a black-haired beast. And let me be clear. This girl is not just any beast, she is a legendary spirit. That’s what I’m saying. Huh?”

“···I lost. Let’s just go quietly. I beg you. Please don’t cause any trouble today.”

“That’s my mind. Because Tweetie is an adult.”

“···.”

“Know this. If Dad ignores my innocence, then I will become a gangster too!”

As I watched the pouting, nagging tweet, I felt like I was going to die from high blood pressure.

If it were like before, I would have given him a proper education by making him spin his head.

Tweetie, who has grown so much, is no longer so easy to deal with by me. No, judging from the fact that he has lifted all of his locking spells, his magical skills may now be superior to mine.

“Hehehe.”

The only good thing is that he still likes me enough to snicker and rub his head on my arm like he does now.

Sometimes I think, what if this clever guy really wants to mess with me?

Yet, when I think of the many things that have tormented me over the past few years, I can’t even imagine.

“Dad, look over there. There’s a really long line.”

“I see. Why are there so many people….”

When I realized what the long line was, I was shocked.

-Darmien & Jaquel Smoothie

The signboard above was clearly written, and the man diligently making smoothies at that stand was my money vending machine, Mr. Jackel.

“Let’s think about the brand image···.”

Perhaps because he had been with me, Mr. Jackel, whose business methods had improved remarkably, had been collaborating with the Viscount Darmian to expand his business here in Adenia and to the capital.

That’s fine. Yes, it’s okay to ignore my advice and come here today to open a stall for the day’s sales.

The real problem was the identity of the items being sold next to the stalls.

-The panties that Camel, the continent’s most beautiful woman, wore during her second s*xual development.

– A scarf with a camel scent.

-Camel’s autograph.

-The nasi that Camel wore while practicing swordsmanship.

-Camel’s ballpoint pen (ink X)

I can confidently say that these are items I have never used before.

The price was more than ten times that of an already expensive drink, but surprisingly, it was crowded.

“Sir… what is this?”

“Welcome, sir! That’s what Camel, who I raised, wore while sweating during training… Hgyaaak!”

Jackel, who picked up a cheap nashi he had never seen before and bit into it with his teeth clenched, fell backwards in surprise.

“What is this? I don’t wear anything that isn’t square…”

I was about to pick up a pair of triangle panties that I had never worn before and throw them at Mr. Jackel when I suddenly felt a sense of discomfort and turned my head away.

Why is this stretching?

“I picked this up first···!”

“···Rose?”

“Higyaak!”

I was so shocked that I let go of the hand that was holding the panties, and Rose, who was startled, threw the panties high up at a right angle.

The panties that were floating in the air like that fell naturally due to gravity.

Bam.

On my head.

“···.”

“···.”

A moment of silence. In the moment when thoughts paused, a rumbling sound was heard.

“Hey, you’re really Senior Camel.”

“Wow, wow…! I guess you really wore that.”

“But why are you wearing panties on your head···?”

“Oh, it must be marketing. The chief is definitely different!”

Stop being so crazy, you idiots.

-Click.

In the midst of all this, I felt a sound that I shouldn’t have heard, so I immediately moved my hand.

“Stop moving.”

Taking a picture of this? This is absolutely unforgivable.

As far as I know, there are certain people who press the shutter of their cameras even in such dire situations.

“Even if it’s a newspaper club, it’s like that. Isn’t this a bit… huh?”

“Uh… Hello. Camel. It’s been a while.”

Yeah. He was in the newspaper club too. He’s graduating soon though.

“Sage. What are you doing right now…?”

“Newspaper activities.”

“···Aren’t we graduating today?”

“I think this would be a great graduation project…”

“···.”

I had a headache that was coming on so fast that I thought I was going to lose my mind.

Guys, this isn’t right.

Sage is a wizard recognized throughout the continent. He is the youngest wizard to enter the Magic Tower after graduating. He is also a newspaper editor (scheduled to graduate) who has gained popularity after learning emotions properly.

But, he was taking a picture of me with my panties on…!

It was truly a deplorable thing.

Rose is the same. A friend who was supposed to be a knight and join the Imperial Knights was looking at men’s underwear…!

Even he knows firsthand that I only wear boxer shorts!

“Oh my! Camel. It’s been a while. I was going to stop anyway because of the brand image. Everyone, that’s all for today’s business. See you next time! That’s it for now.”

Mr. Jackel sensed the danger and quickly ran away, leaving the stall and goods where they were.

“Oh my, Sage. You still have no sense. No matter what, you still do. Are you taking pictures there?”

“If you want to have it, just let me know. Wouldn’t a photograph be better than a pair of men’s underwear to take to the Knights Templar? And I guess you don’t know.”

Sage smirked, one corner of his mouth turning up deftly.

“Camel prefers not to wear anything.”

“Wh, what are you talking about? Weren’t you just wearing boxer shorts?”

Rose turned her head sharply toward me, her eyes demanding an explanation.

“As expected… humans are fun.”

Meanwhile, Tweetie was watching the situation while eating a biscuit from the stand.

“Both of you stop···.”

Can’t we just go to graduation?

****

I was stuck between Rose and Sage, who were growling at each other, and I was having a hard time handling them as I headed towards the auditorium.

In the midst of all this, a handsome young man appears and several female students secretly follow him behind him.

“Oh, Fran!”

“Oh. Camel!”

Is it because he’s the original protagonist? Even if he just sits still, women line up like that.

“I heard you decided to follow in the footsteps of your father after graduating?”

“Yes. I decided to embark on the path of training before that.”

“Is it really necessary to go all the way to the path of training? Honestly, I don’t think someone like you would need to train any harder.”

“No. I am still lacking. The weight of the position I will take on is even heavier.”

I was deeply moved when I saw Fran for the first time in a long time.

It seems like only yesterday that I was struggling to stop that harem of a b*stard. When did I become such a responsible and dependable young man?

On the one hand, I felt sorry.

“Well… fencing is good and training is good too. How about getting a girlfriend and stuff? I think your life is too boring.”

“Girlfriend? No. I like swords better.”

It wasn’t me, but I felt like something was wrong with some part of my body.

“Let’s take a picture together later. You go in first.”

“Huh? Aren’t we going in together?”

“I think I’ll swing my sword a little more. I didn’t swing it at all today.”

It was truly a shame.

****

When I arrived at the auditorium, I saw many people moving around busily.

Professor Dian looks busy in the meantime.

He met my eyes and smiled faintly, conveying his thoughts to me through the shape of his lips.

-Please don’t cause any trouble and go quietly.

I nodded and went to find my seat, as I also desperately wanted to do so.

While I’m at it.

“Oh, son-in-law!”

“Hey, sir!”

Two loud voices ring in my ears.

-Wow!

Darren suddenly ran up to me and hugged me tightly.

“I was hoping to have a deep conversation with my son-in-law, but it’ll be difficult now. My daughter has so many romantic rivals.”

He glared at Rose and Sage with a sharp look in his eyes, then pushed my body towards Daisy, who seemed impatient for some reason.

-Wow!

“daisy.”

“I missed you, sir!”

Then, as if they had made a promise, Daisy came into my arms with a charming and skillful attitude, rubbing her body against mine.

“That damn b*tch···!”

“It’s frivolous and superficial.”

Rose and Sage glared at Daisy with bloodshot eyes, shivering. If Darren hadn’t been there, someone’s sword would have been pulled out and magic would have been unleashed.

Either way.

Daisy continued speaking in a soft voice, as if telling them to listen.

“The girl spent every day reminiscing about the hot summer nights she spent with Camel.”

It wasn’t a wrong statement. It was true that I spent a few days at Darren’s mansion during this summer vacation to completely erase the fate of the porter who had remained in Bluemont.

In the meantime, Daisy quietly mouthed something to the two women whose eyes were bloodshot.

“Competition? You guys have to work hard.”

The air suddenly becomes cold.

Just as I was about to say something, someone in front of me focused my attention with a magic megaphone.

“One, two, one, two. Mic test.”

Looking ahead, I saw a man with impressive blond hair about to conduct the graduation ceremony.

“Hello, everyone. I am Jikel, the headmaster of Aden Academy.”

It was Jikel who became a sinner and then returned to being human.

He became principal last year. I heard that Hilda was retiring and threatened to commit suicide if Jikel didn’t take over as principal.

It was nice to see him after such a long time. He was a man of unfortunate fate, even if he was unlucky. He had even experienced the worst of sins.

Anyway, it looked good so I felt good.

Just as the graduation ceremony was about to begin.

Suddenly, the inside of the auditorium began to become chaotic.

“Oh my god. Are you really here?”

“Wow, it’s so unbelievably pretty.”

“Who is that handsome man next to me?”

It looks like someone is here.

I tilted my head. I wondered if there was anyone as pretty as the one next to me.

That question was soon answered.

“It’s a saint!”

“Wow, my goodness···.”

“Immanuel···!”

Lily. She was a saint of this era, and she was approaching us with a graceful gait.

The handsome man walking next to me was also someone I knew.

“Oh, junior. You look energetic today too.”

“Malik! How have you been?”

I hugged him tightly and expressed my joy.

It couldn’t be otherwise. Malik was the Master’s only comrade.

Malik, who had finally regained his life after enduring for 1,000 years, was now also my dearest friend.

“It’s been a while, Mr. Camel.”

But friends and beautiful women are different.

The face of my dearest friend disappeared from my mind in less than a second.

It was only natural. How could a man of mere skeletons look upon such a beautiful saint greeting me?

“You must be busy, but you came all the way here.”

“It’s Camel’s graduation.”

Lily, who had been greeting me with such a beautiful smile, suddenly changed her expression and looked at Daisy, who was sitting next to her, and said.

“Get out of the way.”

“No, I don’t like it.”

“It’s in its place.”

“Why is this the saint’s seat?”

Lily answered with a bright smile.

“Because I am the real one.”

The unforgettable graduation ceremony continued.

****

Pure white space.

“Yes. Did you enjoy your journey in the world you created?”

When I opened my eyes, a man with a vague appearance was speaking to me.

As I looked at the blurry man I hadn’t seen in almost 70 years, I realized right away.

My journey in the world I created has come to an end.

“Well, so-so.”

“It seems like I had quite a good time, even though I was just so-so.”

“Your choice of words is a bit like that too?”

“Isn’t that something you can’t say to a man who has four wives and twelve children?”

“···.”

“Well, if you had fun, that’s fine. You don’t seem to have any regrets.”

The gatekeeper chuckled, and I asked him what I was curious about.

“Where do I go now?”

“Where are you going?”

Then the gatekeeper shrugged his shoulders and answered with a sly smile.

“I’m going to go meet the child you wanted to see. Now, go in.”

Then he opened the door next to him.

“In the world you originally lived in, that child is desperately waiting for you.”

Oh, I see.

I threw myself toward the open door without hesitation.

Master, the disciple who ran away is finally leaving.