Solo Farming In The Tower
Chapter 6: Welcome to the Kindergarten of Destruction! (6)

TL: Hanguk

PR: MiniPixelZ

Golden Tower, 86th Floor.

Piyo!

[Sejun-nim, Theo-nim, goodbye!]

“Uhehehe. Thank you for your help. Goodbye!”

“Mohehehe. Goodbye!”

“Kabul~to-nim, farewell! Youngest Golt will visit soon!”

The Sejun Family went to the waypoint, sent off by Piyot and the rest of the group.

And then,

“While we’re at it, let’s go to the 99th floor too.”

Instead of returning directly to Earth, Sejun headed to the 99th floor of the Black Tower.

Because he needed to check on the 10th Tower and Kamyeoldaeseong that he couldn’t visit due to the aftermath, and he also had to go to the Temple of the Creator God to question the Creator God if he was there.

No matter how he thought about it, leaving all 11 Children of Creation in his care seemed excessive.

[You have arrived at the 99th floor of the Black Tower.]

As soon as Sejun arrived at the 99th floor of the Tower,

[The Tower’s Administrator greets you warmly, asking in a cheerful voice that you have arrived.]

Kaiser welcomed him warmly.

“Um… Yes. Hello. Everything okay?”

Since Aileen had been the Tower Administrator until recently, Sejun initially thought he was talking to her and spoke informally before quickly correcting himself.

[The Tower’s Administrator confidently replies that there’s no way there would be any problem while he is managing the Tower.]

Kaiser responded confidently to Sejun’s question.

[The Tower’s Administrator says the Tower is fine but he’s feeling a bit lonely since the Samyangju ran out, in as lonely a voice as possible.]

“Oh. You ran out of Samyangju? Here you go.”

Pretending to be pitiful, he managed to get some Samyangju from Sejun.

As the Void Storage expanded and space became more available, Sejun had moved the entire brewery into the Void Storage.

“Krr. Nice.”

104.28.193.250

While Kaiser happily drank the Samyangju he received from Sejun,

“Have you been well?”

Moo!

Kuoong!

Kkwek!

Whirr!

Sejun began inspecting the farm, greeting the Minotaur King, Pink-fur, Mushroom Ants, and Poisonous Queen Bees who were welcoming him.

And then,

[Black Tower 99F Poisonous Bee No. 103,120: <Breaking News from “What Will Chairman Park of Sejun Company Eat?”> Chairman Park has now returned to the 99th floor of the Tower!]

[Black Tower 99F Mushroom Ant No. 83,818: <Mushroom Ant Taxi Waiting at the Entrance!> Come to the 99th floor of the Tower now, and we will take you swiftly and safely to wherever Sejun-nim is!]

Some quickly notified the full-time employee network of Sejun’s return. But since only a day had passed since Sejun had left the Tower, there wasn’t much of a reaction.

“Good. The farm’s being managed well. Cuengi, put the harvested crops in the Void Storage.”

Kueng!

After having Cuengi gather the crops,

“Summon door.”

Thud!

He headed to the 10th Tower, where he urged the tenants Patrick, Hamer, and Stella to pay their rent, harvested crops, and planted new ones.

And during that time,

“Oh. Come to think of it, I forgot to tell Aileen I left food in the fridge for the kids. She’ll probably figure it out, right?”

Suddenly, he remembered something he hadn’t told Aileen.

Of course, there was no way she’d figure it out on her own. Aileen had only been on Earth for one day and didn’t even know what a fridge was. A fridge was a useless object to a great dragon capable of preservation magic.

She’s not… actually cooking for the kids herself instead of taking food out of the fridge, right?

No way! That can’t be it!

As Sejun shook his head and tried to push away the worry,

“Where are we?”

“Don’t know.”

“What to do?! Are we never seeing Teecher-nim again?!”

“Nooo!”

“What do we do?!”

The children, who had fled the Kindergarten of Destruction to escape Aileen’s cooking and Flamie’s nutritional supplements, were wandering the neighborhood with anxious faces, having lost their way.

Growl.

“I’m hungry…”

“Being hungry makes me angry!”

“Rangrang is angry too!”

It is an unchanging truth that hunger leads to anger.

And just when Earth’s destruction seemed imminent,

“Huh?!”

Sniff sniff.

Dongdong began sniffing with a happy expression.

Sniff sniff.

Sniff sniff.

The other kids began sniffing the air following Dongdong.

“It’s yum-yum smell!”

“Delicious smell!”

“Smells kind of like Teecher-nim’s yum-yum food!”

Because a delicious smell was in the air.

The children, drawn by the temptation of a delicious smell, moved with dazed expressions as they followed the scent.

A short while later.

“Want eat.”

“Shyongshyong too…”

They gathered closely outside the window of a house, watching the food.

“Shall we eat?”

“No! Teecher-nim said we mustn’t eat someone else’s food! That makes you a bad kid! Bad kids get scolded by Cuengi and Teecher-nim!”

Dongdong tried to stop the others. But even as he said that, his gaze was fixed on the food.

“That’s scary…”

“It hurts when Cuengi and Teecher-nim hit.”

“But being hungry makes me want to destroy things…”

“Bongbong too…”

As their hunger grew, the children’s frustration slowly began to rise.

“Oh my. Are you kids watching because you want to eat?”

Kim Mi-ran opened the door and came out, having spotted the children outside the window, and asked.

Indeed, the place the children had wandered to was Sejun’s family home.

“Yes~ we’re hungry!”

“Please give us food!”

“Really? Come on in, my puppies.”

“Tank you!”

“Tank yuuu!”

And so the children were able to enjoy a delicious lunch at Sejun’s home, the original grandma’s best eatery.

Somehow, a mother and son were protecting peace on Earth.

***

Temple of the Creator God.

“You two, do you really not know where the Creator God went?”

“We really don’t. He told us he was going on vacation and not to look for him.”

“Yeah. It’s true.”

To Sejun’s pressing question, the two Apostles of Creation answered with slightly apologetic expressions. Even they thought the Creator God was being too harsh to Sejun.

But still, it wasn’t entirely impossible to understand the Creator God’s position. The Creator God only had about 20 years left to live.

However, after taking care of the kids, his lifespan began to shrink rapidly.

The problem was that there was no next Creator God to take over.

If the current Creator God disappeared in this situation, the worlds would be endangered due to the absence of someone to manage it.

That’s why the Creator God couldn’t raise the children. He had to rest and live as long as possible until the next Creator God was born.

Thanks to that, only Sejun was left unfairly stuck raising the Children of Creation, but there was no other option. Sejun was the best choice. Even the great dragons acknowledged him as a master of childcare.

On top of that, even if the children went on a rampage, with the Sejun Family around to subdue them, there was nothing to worry about.

“All right. If the Creator God returns, please let me know.”

“Got it.”

“Sure.”

Thus, Sejun returned to Earth and was on his way home without much gain.

“Of course, your food is the best, Mother!”

“Right! Teecher-nim’s grandma’s food is delicious!”

“Hohoho. There’s more, so eat plenty.”

Voices of Aileen and the children, overjoyed at being in Sejun’s home instead of the Kindergarten of Destruction, echoed cheerfully.

While searching for the kids, Aileen had found them with Kim Mi-ran and naturally joined them for a meal.

What…?

As Sejun entered his home,

“Sejun!”

Aileen, enjoying Kim Mi-ran’s food, greeted him happily.

“Teecher-nim!”

“Teecher-nim, why you come so late?!”

“Why did you abandon us?!”

The children looked at Sejun with eyes full of both betrayal and relief.

“Aileen, by any chance, did you not open the fridge?”

Seeing the children’s expressions, Sejun asked Aileen.

“Hm? What’s a fridge? Oh. I fed the kids lunch. This is a snack.”

Aileen responded with a look expecting praise. As he feared, it looked like she had cooked.

And then,

Shake. Shake.

Shake. Shake.

Behind Aileen, the kids shook their heads vigorously, strongly denying that what they were eating was a snack and insisting it was their lunch.

Yeah. I get how you feel.

As Sejun sympathized with the kids’ feelings,

“I saved some just for you, Sejun!”

Huh?

What did she say?!

Aileen proudly declared those thunderous words.

“Sejun, are you so touched because I cooked for you? Kehihihi. No need to be so moved by something like this. My Sejun gets emotional so easily.”

Seeing Sejun frozen, Aileen misunderstood and thought he was moved.

“Uh… I’m really touched. Thank you.”

Sejun quickly put on the most touched expression he could to keep her misunderstanding from being cleared up.

My son is admirable.

If I’m going to bring Aileen in as my daughter-in-law, that level of effort is the least I should expect.

Kim Mi-ran nodded and looked at Sejun and Aileen with a pleased expression.

“Mom, should I stay over tonight?”

Sejun tried asking Kim Mi-ran for help, but

“No. We use your room as storage now, so there’s nowhere to sleep.”

He was coldly rejected.

Abandoned at home, Sejun returned to the kindergarten and ended up eating both the food Aileen had made for him and the leftovers from the children.

Thanks to that, his Proficiency in the Bizarre Cooking Skill rose significantly, and though it wasn’t intentional, a message appeared saying his lifespan increased, he gained Tower Coins, and earned <Earth> evolution experience, as a reward for sacrificing himself in the children’s stead.

[Hehe. Sejun-nim, this one’s left too, do you want it?]

“Flamie, sorry. I’m way too full.”

[Okay…]

“I’ll definitely eat it later.”

After gently patting the disappointed Flamie, Sejun lay down on the bed to soothe his queasy stomach.

A short while later.

Snoooore.

Sejun drifted off to sleep.

Kihihit.

Blackie lay on Sejun’s chest with its eyes closed, holding [World’s Energy] in its mouth.

***

Blackie’s Mental World.

“Ugh! Huh?”

This is… Blackie’s mental world?

Sejun, who had been having a nightmare of eating Aileen’s cooking every day, looked around as the setting suddenly changed.

At that moment.

“Puhuhut. Chairman Park, I’ve arrived, meow!”

“Kyoot kyoot kyoot. Me too!”

Theo and Iona appeared, bringing with them Mini Chairman Park No. 4 and Gilsun Nightmare, the Demon King of Good Dreams.

“Hehe! Butler!”

Blackie also appeared along with its subordinates.

And then.

“I’m sorry.”

“We’re sorry!”

They began apologizing. Now that Taecho had come to her senses, there was no longer any danger of Corruption appearing midway, so the apologies went very smoothly.

“We should make Taecho do it too.”

Until Sejun called for Taecho.

“Forgive Taecho! Now!”

“Y-yes… I forgive you.”

Taecho forced forgiveness from the souls by yelling at them.

“Park Taecho, that’s not an apology.”

Sejun grabbed hold of Taecho and began teaching her about what an apology really meant.

“Huh? Why isn’t it? The souls said they forgive me.”

“You said it like you were going to hit them, so they forgave you even though they didn’t want to.”

“Why? Why forgive someone you don’t want to? Just don’t.”

At first, Taecho didn’t understand what Sejun meant.

“If Dad made Taecho angry, but then said he’d give you honey peanuts if you forgave him, would you forgive Dad or not?”

“I’d forgive! But Taecho would forgive Dad even without the honey peanuts.”

“Hehehe. Really?”

Sejun beamed at Taecho’s admirable answer.

Ah. That’s not good!

The example might’ve been a little off.

“Then what if Blackie asked you to forgive him?”

Coming back to his senses, Sejun resumed the lesson.

“I won’t forgive Blackie oppa!”

“But what if Blackie said he’d give you honey peanuts?”

“Hmm… Then I’d forgive him.”

“See? It’s like that.”

“Ah! I think I understand now!”

Once Sejun explained using food at Taecho’s level, she immediately got it.

Some time later.

While Taecho and the Blackie Family were busily apologizing to the souls and Sejun and the others were diligently helping, morning came.

“Teecher-nim! Give us food!”

“Bongbong is hungry!”

“Shoongshoong is mad because hungry!”

“Teecher-nim! Play with Rangrang!”

A new day began at the bustling Kindergarten of Destruction.

At that moment.

Ding-dong.

Someone rang the kindergarten’s doorbell.

Who is it?

When Sejun went outside,

“Huh…?”

No one was there.

Was someone playing a prank?

As Sejun turned to go back in,

Suck. Suck. Suck.

A wet sound came from below.

When Sejun looked down, a baby was lying in a basket, sucking its thumb intently and staring up at him.

And then.

-Sejun, I’m entrusting you with this child too. Be sure to name him Cervantes. -The Creator God.

A note from the Creator God was included in the basket.

“What?! You came all the way here just to drop off a baby?!”

Sejun raged.

Cervantes?

“Hmph. You’re Jjokjjok.”

Ignoring the Creator God’s note, Sejun named the baby whatever he wanted.

And so, a new member, Jjokjjok, joined the Kindergarten of Destruction.

*****

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