The Ordinary Me is Worshipped as a Deity by the Extraordinary Them-Chapter 17 - Shorty * N

Ever since that day, the small building was clearly marked with, “Personal carrying or storing of alcohol in the building is prohibited. Violators…”

Before the punishment appeared at the end, Su Li agonized over it for quite a while.

Cyril immediately lit up as if a light bulb went off in his head, his eyes sparkling as he said, “Why don’t we write the punishment as not being able to see you for a whole month?”

Su Li found it strange. “How is that a punishment?”

Let alone not seeing friends for a month, after he became a complete social burden, he could still chat online with friends he hadn’t seen for years. Not meeting in person wouldn’t become an excuse for relationships to grow distant.

So at this moment, Su Li’s thoughts didn’t undergo any earth-shattering changes due to the world transformation.

However, his indifference was ultimately shattered by Cyril’s decisive action.

“Watch this.”

The next second, he shouted directly at the many drunkards sprawled all over the place. “Su Li says he’s going to sail far away on a boat without oars tonight, and he never wants to see you again.”

Afterwards, a floor full of “zombies” stood up straight.

Euphia: “Mother, I won’t allow it!”

Egbert: “Modern ships are mostly wooden structures. If you really go out to sea, without elemental power protection, it’s no different from seeking death. You absolutely cannot do such a thing!”

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“However, if you really want to go, I’d be willing to go with you,” he said primly.

The leader of the Lion’s Club replayed the memory of getting drunk last night in his mind and once again let out a meaningless sound of disdain.

“I see right through your little scheme.”

Turning his head to stare seriously at Su Li, he said in a seemingly earnest manner. “However, I also believe that you, sir, cannot start sailing now, because you haven’t achieved your goal yet, have you? I don’t think you’re the type to give up easily…”

At first glance, there doesn’t seem to be a problem with his words, but compared to his self-logical speech from yesterday even when drunk, it becomes apparent that he’s also panicking, going around in circles saying nonsense.

“See?” Cyril promptly pointed at several people who were either holding their heads or leaning on tables.

“There’s only one way to stop them from drinking – just don’t see them anymore. That way, you won’t know whether they’re drinking or not.”

Su Li had a numb expression.

He didn’t expect that people from another world could also intuitively grasp the realm of “if you can’t see it, you won’t be embarrassed” and “if it’s not discovered, it can be treated as if it doesn’t exist.”

“I think what you say makes sense.” The next second, Su Li picked up a leather handbag and walked towards Asa Academy, without any intention of looking back.

The others were greatly alarmed.

Just as they were about to chase after him in a frenzy, they heard a conversation between Dean Asa and the Mercenary Alliance Guild Master, who were calmly drinking tea nearby. The former was smiling and saying, “It seems I still have the upper hand after all.”

While the young people were in an uproar, these two had been discussing earlier about which of them would have more time to interact with Su Li.

The boss showed no fear of the concept that the employee might resign, and in fact, not long after returning to the academy, he quietly raised Su Li’s already unreasonably high salary (in his own view) even further.

The working man showed a restrained expression of happiness.

Su Li: I just love this kind of self-aware boss.

As for the “corpses” left at home…

They were watching painfully as Cyril, who had just learned to write not long ago, wrote on a wooden board: [Personal carrying or storing of alcohol in the building is prohibited. Violators will not be allowed to see Su Li for one month (crossed out) at all.]

However, the person in question still didn’t consider this a punishment.

Returning to the library.

After spending the morning engaged in the boring task of finding books, stacking books, and organizing books, Su Li received good news from Dean Asa in the afternoon.

The self-aware boss earned a compliment from Su Li, devoid of any emotion.

“Dean Asa is truly a good person.”

This was the best he could manage, suppressing his philosophical oddity instincts to the utmost, uttering what he considered to be a meaningless statement.

The phrase “you’re a good person,” in this context, simply meant that a boss who voluntarily raises wages is not bad.

However…

Even though the old man couldn’t match the young people’s extreme ability to read between the lines, he sincerely said at this moment, “I can hardly be considered a good person.”

If it were a normal teacher facing a child desperate to learn, like Cyril who had previously tried to audit classes… even if they didn’t accept him as a janitor for the school, they would likely make some kind gesture like reducing tuition fees.

But he had unhesitatingly chosen to refuse.

Of course, this wasn’t because of the upcoming school-wide expedition to the Beast Forest for training, where poorly skilled transfer students might not return alive.

The refusal was simply because Dean Asa was also someone who judged solely based on elemental affinity values.

Cyril had no talent and no wealth, so of course, he would choose to refuse.

And with all he had experienced over the past decades, Dean Asa couldn’t confidently claim to be a good person under the gaze of those clear, emerald green eyes.

However, just as Su Li hadn’t expected Dean Asa to think so deeply, Su Li also didn’t consider whether his words had any other meaning.

As the somewhat delicate matter of the pay raise concluded, a student came to return a book, gently placing “The Complete Guide to Wind Magic” on the desk.

This was the same student who had previously called Su Li a shorty.

Even someone considered an emotional intelligence lowland in this other world seemed not to have forgotten his character setting at this moment.

“Dwa…cough, Mr. Administrator, please return this book to the library.”

Just before the word “shorty” could emerge, Dean Asa’s presence successfully made him retract it.

Su Li believed he wanted to display a fiery glare, but in reality, his eyes remained clear and transparent.

Su Li, lacking the ability to generate pie charts, immediately displayed the classic skill of a corporate slave — lifeless fish eyes.

Su Li silently returned the book to the shelf and recorded the return date in the log book. After a while, he leisurely realized that Mr. Emotional Intelligence Lowland didn’t seem to intend to leave directly.

“Is there any other book you want to borrow?” Su Li carried out the emotionless work procedure.

“No.” The big student shook his head, but he didn’t make any move to leave. Instead, he looked like he had something to say but was hesitating.

The ultimate corporate slave wouldn’t give this person an opportunity to ramble on and disturb his leisure time.

Su Li only displayed a warm yet polite smile, trying to see the other person off quickly, to avoid a one-sided waste of his free time.

However, the emotional intelligence lowland inevitably failed to read the atmosphere and started talking about Su Li’s one-sided guidance from a while back.

“I’m sorry for calling you a shorty earlier.”

Shorty *1

He said, “But when I called you a shorty, I really didn’t mean any harm.”

Shorty *2

“For me, ‘shorty’ was just a suitable term to refer to you.”

Shorty *3

He continued. “But since I learned that you’re sensitive about being called a shorty, I decided not to call you that anymore.”

Shorty *N

Su Li withdrew all his fake smiles and looked at him coldly. “So?”

“So I want to tell you that even though my abilities are only average in the school, I will definitely come back alive from the Beast Forest training in a while.” He spoke very seriously, his tone extremely sincere.

Su Li, however, continued to look at him coldly. He could somewhat see that the person opposite him harbored some feelings that shouldn’t exist. This wasn’t affection, but rather a one-sided assumption, similar to the fierce beasts at home.

Su Li, whose bottom line had been repeatedly crossed, spoke lazily with slight impatience. “Dying out of guilt isn’t shameful.”

The sound of pen on paper arose from a corner of the library. Egbert, holding his third notebook for recording, thought painfully about the bottom line he had set for himself earlier.

Once these three notebooks were filled with what he deemed worth recording, he would do what he considered the “right thing.”

Whether it was truly right didn’t matter; what mattered was that he would leave…

So Egbert successfully wrote down tiny letters on the paper that couldn’t be read without a magnifying glass.

Having successfully extended his days of continuing to live with Su Li, Egbert was very happy.

Meanwhile, Su Li, who had been repeatedly slapped with the malice of being called a shorty, now expressionlessly watched the big student opposite him say seriously. “I will come back, come back to prove to you that I’ve learned how to be a proper person.”

Then, he turned and walked towards the library’s main door. The Western-style domed ceiling was built very high, and Su Li didn’t want to think about his experiences of climbing up and down to fetch books for students… As for the light streaming in through the open doors, it gave the impression of the big student walking against the light, heroically charging forward.

But the reality was…

Su Li looked confused.

“What does this mean?” Su Li looked at Dean Asa.

Dean Asa chuckled. “That statement you made earlier, ‘If a person doesn’t learn how to behave properly at the appropriate age, then after they pass that age, there will always be someone in the world to teach them a lesson,’ was proven true on Reiji the very day you said it.”

Reiji was that big student who could block all the light in front of Su Li just by standing, instantly making him feel darkness.

That day when Reiji was punished by Dean Asa to clean the teaching building, students who had previously been irritated by his emotional intelligence lowland behavior caused trouble more than once. What should have been a task finished in an hour or two after school dragged on until midnight when the moon was high.

With so many troublemakers and Reiji unable to keep track of them all, the matter was left unresolved.

During this process, Reiji experienced firsthand how much damage his past emotional intelligence lowland behavior had caused others, so when he was being hurt, everyone chose to be cold onlookers.

It was still okay within the academy, but what if during the upcoming Beast Forest training, others maintained this attitude of kicking him while he’s down and being cold onlookers?

At that time, it wouldn’t have been as simple as just cleaning the teaching building. Losing one’s life would only be seen as “he was too unlucky.”

Reiji was an emotional intelligence lowland, but his IQ wasn’t. After understanding this situation, he began to ponder Su Li’s words from not long ago.

The more he thought about it, the more Su Li’s words seemed like a prophecy.

Compared to everyone else coldly watching and pushing him down further, it was hard to describe what kind of outlandish feelings Reiji developed for Su Li in that moment – someone who could warn him in advance and give him guidance.

After that, the intelligence Dean Asa gathered was that after the cleaning incident that day, everyone knew that Reiji had become a fanboy of the librarian. He would praise Su Li’s foresight to everyone he met, saying that his guidance was equivalent to saving his life that could have very possibly been lost in the future.

Dean Asa pondered this and also understood what Reiji was thinking. He felt that for someone of that age to understand such things, it wouldn’t have been possible without Su Li’s guidance. So when he relayed this information to Su Li, he quite naturally expressed the attitude of “I think he’s right.”

Su Li: “…”

Wasn’t the phrase “sooner or later society will teach you how to be a person” just meant to be taken literally?

All his displeasure caused by the word “shorty” dissipated like clouds on the horizon blown away by the wind.

Only an emotionless evaluation remained.

This is getting more and more ridiculous!