Ordinary Art Factor [EN]: Chapter 142

So, was it just a lucky break?

Like when you’re fishing and you reel in a whopper, but the hook’s caught on its side fin instead of its mouth? Something like that?

Still, I’ll take it.

Whether it’s coincidence, skill, or luck, only those who strive earn the power.

After finishing the Oksoo Station Rank 3 Armored Dungeon respawn clear, which was quite the ordeal, I took another day off and came down to Jeju Island.

How long has it been since I’ve been home?

I’ve been bouncing around France’s Paris Rank 1 Bio Dungeon, Switzerland’s Rank 1 Dungeon, Seoul’s Yeongdeungpo Station Rank 4, Taebaeksan Rank 1, Seoul City Hall Rank 3, and Oksoo Station Rank 3 Dungeon. I’ve been abroad or on the mainland for almost a month.

Well, my wife called a few times in between, but I was usually in a dungeon, so there wasn’t much I could do.

Still, I’m about to surprise her by coming home after so long… Huh? Something feels off?

I came down to Jeju quietly, carefully, without telling anyone, and was about to head home, but something strange keeps tickling the back of my head.

What is it? This feeling?

What could it be? This unknown itchiness?

I enter the password on the front door lock and step inside… Empty. It’s empty.

Just plain empty.

The furniture and appliances inside the house are all there, but there’s not a trace of human presence.

Like that smell you get when you come home after a long trip abroad, like six months?

What is it?

What am I missing?

I quickly take out my phone… Ugh, the battery’s dead, so it won’t turn on.

I’ll charge it first.

I plug my phone into the charger and open the refrigerator door… What’s with this overwhelming kimchi smell!

Okay, kimchi smell in the fridge is natural.

I grab a can of beer from the beverage section and gulp it down. Then a strange sticky note on the refrigerator door catches my eye.

Huh? What does it say?

The small writing my wife left on the sticky note hits me hard. It says:

‘Honey, I can’t reach you. If you see this after coming down to Jeju, give me a call. We’re moving into the new house first~. Love you~.’

Eh~, so, the meaning of the words written on this sticky note is… Cough.

I throw the can of beer into the sink, turn on the phone that hasn’t charged much, and call my wife.

Even the fleeting moment while the signal is going feels like something unknown is in my chest… Huh? She’s not answering?

“… Ha… I’ve lived my life in vain….”

I quietly, as if nothing happened, plug my phone back into the charger.

I’ve figured out where my wife and son are, and I can just grab a taxi and go there… Wait a minute!

There’s no one here right now.

And no one’s coming in, and no one’s visiting.

Okay. So that’s how it is?

I go to my room, turn on the PC, and double-click the folder hidden deep within the G drive.

Then I turn on the speakers and carefully turn up the volume.

Enjoying baseball videos alone, in an empty house.

I’m just a young man in his 40s waiting for his phone battery to charge. Cough. Good.

I reorganize the baseball videos by type, country, and number of people in the folder, say goodbye to the disappointing hitters who don’t make my blood boil, and when the moment of clarity comes, I let out a long sigh and call my wife to tell her that I’ve just arrived at Jeju Airport.

I don’t know if she’s glad to hear from me or what, but she quickly ends the call amidst the chaotic noise, and I leave the house and take a taxi to the new house.

I’ve visited the construction site a few times when I had time, but I’ve left the interior and the rest to my wife.

Well, I told both sets of parents to take care of their respective buildings and handed them a card [a credit card or similar], so I don’t have to worry about it… So, all I have to do is take care of my sister-in-law and brother-in-law, and my useless, unlucky younger brother who hasn’t even contacted me properly?

Ah, no. My uncles and aunts seem to be subtly hoping for something too.

Should I buy more land around here and build more buildings?

Han Deuk and Gil Soo, Ji Hye and Mi Hye, Choi Eun Ji and Kim Eun Hee are buying up the surrounding land regardless of the market price. I wonder if there’s any space left?

Before these thoughts could even continue, the taxi arrives in front of the new house… Huh? What’s this? A banner?

I give a rough autograph to the driver who stubbornly refuses to take the fare, and approach the 3-meter-high outer wall gate… The phrase ‘Congratulations on the housewarming of world’s best Awakener Han Ji-won!’ makes me incredibly embarrassed.

Still, it’s my new home that I haven’t paid attention to for over a month, and I’m curious about how it’s been decorated, so I pass through the main gate with a slightly flushed face and a pounding heart. Hundreds of people are drinking and eating on the front yard lawn… Hmm, they even hired a hotel catering service.

Huh? A five-star hotel? Halla Hotel?

They do catering too?

Well, isn’t that the Jeju Branch Manager of the Awakener Association?

Oh? Why is the governor here?

This is my house!

My new home that I built with my blood and sweat, beautiful and modest… well, not really!

I stride inside, and someone recognizes me and runs towards me.

“Dad~.”

As expected, the one who welcomes me the most is…

“Honey~.”

“Son!”

“Brother-in-law!”

“Uncle!”

“Uncle!”

“Ji-won~.”

“Guild Leader Ji-won!”

Everyone?

Why are they so… Cough!

You little bastards.

Are you trying to play human bowling with me right now!

I grab my running son, squat down and put my nephews on my thighs, stroke my wife’s back as she comes to hug me, and greet my parents and in-laws.

[Ding! You are very happy that the whole family has moved into a new house. Level 1 is increased with accumulated availability. Personal stat 10 is granted.]

[Ding! Reached level 100. The minimum standard has been passed for the first time. A new dungeon is granted.]

[Ding! Connected to Idea. Activate the dungeon.]

[Ding! The magic power for the currently active dungeon is…]

For the first time since awakening, several notifications ring at once.

I leave my son, who doesn’t want to leave me, to my wife, greet my parents, in-laws, and relatives roughly, take a few selfies with my nephews who learned it from somewhere, ignore the greetings from the Jeju Branch Manager of the Awakener Association, the governor, and the general manager of Halla Hotel, and enter the new house and head to the basement 1st floor.

Now is not the time to worry about touring the new house or the housewarming.

Multiple notifications rang for the first time since awakening.

As the Awakener’s stats rose to level 100, several different, strange, and incomprehensible notifications rang.

I use the stairs next to the entrance to go down to the basement 1st floor, open the door lock, and turn on the lights.

A neatly decorated wide space.

Originally, this was supposed to be my personal study disguised as a PC room, and a secret door leading to the basement 2nd floor was installed on that wall, but now even that has become a trivial matter.

I plop down on the floor in one corner and sink into thought.

It is to check the contents of the notifications that rang sequentially.

First of all, since level-ups and stat increases have often occurred in daily life since I first awakened, it is not strange that I leveled up because of this work that has been going on for more than half a year.

Of course, the Spell Shockwave I get when clearing a dungeon has a greater impact on leveling up than raising stats by fishing, cooking, or cleaning in the middle, so I’ve been clearing dungeons whenever possible… and that’s been going on ever since.

Okay.

Once the level up has been achieved, let’s not think about the rest and go back one by one.

The first notification was a level increase due to accumulated availability.

I leveled up one stage from level 99, so I became level 100 and received 10 personal stats.

This is not strange. It’s the same content that rang every time I leveled up so far.

But the multiple notifications that rang after that are the problem.

The second was that I reached level 100 and passed the minimum standard for the first time, and said that a new dungeon would be granted, right?

Level 100 is natural, but minimum standard and first?

What benchmark did I pass for the first time?

And a new dungeon?

“… Pass for now.”

Let’s put this aside for now, the third.

Connect with Idea? Activate the dungeon?

“… Pass this too.”

Let’s put this aside too. Fourth.

The magic power for the currently active dungeon is….

“… Pass. What was next?”

Hmm, why can’t I remember?

I think there were a few more notifications. Was this the end?

Okay. If this is the last one, let’s think about the contents of the notifications that have rang so far in general.

“……”

Hmm… so… in the end… Eh~ again… Cough.

I pondered for a long time before finally going up to the first floor, grabbing a pen and notepad, and going back down to the basement.

And I started writing.

People can’t just think with their heads.

Something has to be written down on paper, and the words that come to mind have to be written down in order for the answer to come out.

Whether it’s a quadratic equation or a cubic equation, there must be a solution process, so that the Eureka [a moment of sudden insight or discovery] I don’t know proves its existence by saying, ‘Hey, I’m here.’

Let’s write it down first. It’s not like writing it down will hurt.

I started to organize the contents of the notifications on the memo pad in my own way, carefully, and diligently using my head.

1. Reached level 100.

2. I passed some test or exam for the first time (I think me reaching level 100 corresponds to this).

3. A new dungeon was created due to the phenomenon in number 2 (don’t know the type. Need to check).

4. Due to the appearance of the new dungeon, it is connected to Idea, the dungeon is activated, and magic power is granted (is this Idea the same Idea as before? Can’t check anyway. Maybe I can if I go into the dungeon?).

After crumpling up a few pages of my son’s dictation notebook, I was able to make a simple summary.

Now that I’ve finished organizing, I need to check it… Ah! Before that,

“Status window!”

[Ding! Checking your status.]

[Art Factor/Warrior: Han Ji-won (Lv-100)

Nationality/Affiliation: Republic of Korea/Ji-won Guild, Age: 40, Height/Weight: 182cm/76kg,

Agility: 133, Endurance: 146, Strength: 137, Stamina: 138, Intelligence: 136, Luck: 144, Enchant: 124,

Inventory: 22/22

(Jullut (Defense+Attack 200%, 1,160), Dark Assassin (94), Torkan (600), Fallen Warrior (10), Dran (101), Powered-up Zergling (Attack 100%, 388), Hydra (300), Wyvern (300), Ultra (300), Magic Earthworm (100), Mineral (5.895kg), Water (2.0L 98 bottles), Cola (1.5L 7 bottles), Popcorn (Large 5 tubs), Canned Tuna (1,000 cans), Canned Spam (997 cans), Cooked Rice (Large container 998), Napa Cabbage Kimchi (19.8kg), Potatoes (20.2kg), Raw Chicken (19), Pork (Pork Belly 9.7kg), Red Pepper Paste (9.2kg))

Buildings: 11

(Force, Battery, Gateway, Drakan Core, Gas Mine, Powered-up Core, Land Core, Stargate,

Black Core, Light Core, Land Spore Core),

Crystal: 0/1,000, Personal Stat: 10, Summon Target Stat: 15,001 (Probe),

Possessed Artifacts:

Mineral Shard (Absorption): 3,660, Gas Shard (Absorption): 3,660, Idea Pouch (Absorption): 4, Idea Awl (Absorption): 2]

As expected, the level is 100, and the inventory must always be full… Hmm… Cough. Cough.

Why?

Even if you’re an Awakener, when a person spends a long time in a dungeon, they miss home-cooked meals.

I wanted to eat real, proper food, not just food that I read as food and ate because I was hungry!

Of course, other people don’t have enough inventory space, so I’m the only one who can do this… but I just put it in because there was extra space. Don’t misunderstand!

Oh? Why doesn’t the number fall exactly to 1,000?

Ahem~ Why are people who know so much acting like this?

You always have to test everything. That way, you can deal with any variables that may arise later.

Right? Cough.

Anyway, the crystal increased from 990 to 1,000, I received 10 personal stats, and the summon target stats also increased quite a bit.

But no matter how much I look, there are no special features about the notification that rang when I went up to level 100. Hmm….

Who should I ask to get even a little bit of an answer to this question… Ah! Sarah!

“Sarah!”

“… Yes.”

White light fills the basement 1st floor, which will be transformed into my study and PC room.

As Sarah appears next to me, I begin to explain the absurd situation caused by the level up.

“I have something to ask you. I moved into a new house this time, and the level that had been stagnant until now went up from 99 to 100…”

“I know. You are finally qualified.”

“… You knew? How… No. Since you are subordinate to me anyway, you would know. But, qualified for what?”

“The qualification to enter that place.”

“That place? If that place is Idea?”

“Yes.”

“… The Idea you mentioned last time wouldn’t be it, would it?”

“No. That’s the place.”

“… Okay. Let’s say that’s true. But do I really have to go there? I can just not go.”

That’s right.

No matter how much the notification says this and that, it’s all in vain.

I can just not go.

I don’t care if I connect with somewhere, or if a new dungeon is created, or if it is activated, I just won’t pee in that direction [won’t go there]….

“You have to go.”

“… Why?”

“You have to find me, right?”

“… Why would I?”

“Because that person chose you.”

“Crazy! Just because that bitch chose me, I have to find you? Is it mandatory? Am I a robot? Do I have to do everything I’m told? Are you telling me to become a dog that dies if I’m told to die, eats if I’m told to eat, and shits if I’m told to shit? Huh?”

What nonsense is this?

Why should I risk going into a new dungeon and throw myself into a difficult journey where I can’t see an inch ahead?

I don’t want to! I said I don’t want to!

Can’t I just not level up and enjoy the current situation, live my life recklessly, live a thin and long life, and then die?

Despite shaking my head violently from side to side and clearly expressing my refusal with my whole body, Sarah says plausible words with a nonchalant look.

“No matter how much you refuse, you can’t avoid fate. Eventually, you will go to that place and find me… Well, then.”

“Hey, why are you stopping in the middle of your words… Hey, Sarah! Sarah Matilda!”

My useless skill, Sarah Matilda, who only says her own words and disappears.

Are you an ARS [Automated Response System] automatic response message?

Why do you disappear as you please without listening to my story!

Ha, I should have just not asked.

I shouldn’t have poked the hornet’s nest because I was curious… Now I’m going to shit blood [be in deep trouble]. Damn it!

2 weeks later.

The move was roughly completed.

No, it’s more accurate to say that there was no reason to move in the first place.

All the furniture and appliances were newly purchased with the latest specifications, and things that didn’t exist before and things that were needed were newly purchased from time to time.

At best, the only things I brought from the old house were a few clothes, my wife’s cosmetics, and the toys my son cherished.

Our house: one basement level, three stories above ground.

The basement level, with its secret space, is locked with a door lock from the entrance, so only I can enter unless I tell them the password. Of course, there’s no problem with communication wherever you are, as each floor is equipped with a keyphone [intercom system that allows communication between different parts of a building].

The first floor consists of a huge living room and dining room, a bedroom, a dressing room, a son’s room, a bathroom, two toilets, and a sauna. The second floor has a 3D-dedicated movie theater, a son’s playroom, a toy room, a study room, and a toilet. The third floor has two guest rooms, a gym, a shower room, and a toilet, and the rooftop is a terrace and a small garden.

Where is my space, you ask?

It’s right here. Basement level 1!

I opened up all the space except for the bathroom, shower room, and IDC room and decorated it like a 3D game room.

I installed the latest car racing game, various flight module systems, and the latest PC. I created an IDC (Internet Data Center) [a facility used to house computer systems and associated components] space to operate the support foundation and support guild website servers. After installing various switches, UPS [Uninterruptible Power Supply], firewalls, and constant temperature and humidity controllers by drawing a dedicated line, I created a space that looks like there’s a lot going on by installing server redundancy, physical DB separation, and extra racks.

Of course, I separated the IDC space to solve the fan noise and CPU temperature issues generated from the server, and if you go past the UPS space and around the back of the substation, there is an entrance to my secret space, basement level 2.

What’s in basement level 2, you ask?

Don’t ask. It’s a secret. Hehe.

I’ll tell you later, in the distant future. Hehehe!

Anyway, the structure of the new house is roughly like this, and there are parents’ house and father-in-law and mother-in-law’s building with similar structures on the left and right.

And in front of the house, there is a huge lawn, a fishing spot, a main gate, a parking lot, and a security office. Behind the house, there are two 3-story buildings with the same structure, a space where the helper ladies and gentlemen can stay, a karaoke room, a billiard room, a fitness room, a small auditorium and conference room, and a convenience store where you don’t have to pay money to buy things, where you can just pick up anything, and where there must be everything.

Convenience store? Who runs the convenience store, you ask?

Of course, the helper lady runs it.

Who supplies the goods, you ask?

Of course, the helper gentlemen supply them.

Money?

What are you talking about? Why should I pay money to use my house’s stuff?

You can just take it. Hehe.

Anyway, I was cutting myself off from the world in this space, not even answering incoming calls, and having fun as the main character of the basement level 1 game world when Hongchan hyung [older brother/friend], who should have been in Seoul, came to my house.

After receiving my wife’s keyphone call and going up to the first floor, Hongchan hyung was drinking coffee at the living room table.

I dragged my slippers to the table and asked Hongchan hyung.

“What brings you to Jeju when you should be in Seoul?”

“…….”

“Why? What’s wrong?”

“…….”

“Ah~ Why?”

“… I’m going to leave the Support Guild.”

“… What? Why? What’s wrong? What are you talking about? Whyyyy?”

Why is this guy suddenly like this? Did something big happen?

External pressure?

No, that can’t be it. I already took care of that a long time ago.

Then an internal problem within the guild? Did the guild members cause an accident?

What are the names of the team leader-level guild members in the Seoul branch?

I’m going to kill those bastards right now!

“Wait. I’ll take care of this…”

As I took out my phone to make a call somewhere, Hongchan hyung looked at me with a pathetic look.

“Why? I’ll take care of it. Just wait a little bit. Still, if you come out like this, what am I supposed to do…?”

“Ha… Do you not know why I’m doing this right now? It’s all because of you! Because of you!”

“Huh? Me?”

What am I hearing right now?

Why? What did I do? What did I do wrong?

As I looked at him with a bewildered look, Hongchan hyung, whose face was red and who was holding his breath, finally exploded.

“You son of a bitch! I told you to answer my calls no matter what, didn’t I? I told you to receive weekly reports from the team leaders, didn’t I? And how long has it been since you stopped being a shut-in, why are you doing this again! I can’t get in touch with you, and neither can they, and everyone keeps bothering me looking for you, what am I supposed to do! I quit! I really don’t want to do it because it’s dirty, petty, and annoying! Demote me or accept my withdrawal, do whatever the fuck you want. I quit! Damn it!”

Because of Hongchan hyung’s harsh shouts, my wife, who was in the master bedroom, gently poked her head out.

“Is something wrong?”

“Ah… Sister-in-law, I’m sorry. I’m so frustrated because of this guy…”

“It’s okay. Talk it out. I have some business to take care of at my mother’s house…”

As my wife closed the front door and went outside, Hongchan hyung stared at me with a stern expression.

As if to say, what are you going to do now?

“… S, sorry. It’s not that I did it on purpose, but I’ve been so out of it because of the move…”

“I said I’m quitting.”

“… No, that’s not it, I just leveled up to 100…”

“What does you leveling up have to do with you being MIA for 2 weeks!”

Is this not working either?

Then, I have to take out my secret weapon.

“No. I heard that a new dungeon is going to appear, so I was looking into that…”

“Even so, I’m definitely quitting… Huh? What did you say just now?”

“I said a new dungeon is going to appear…”

“How do you know that…? Did the director of the Processing Bureau come and go? The person who told me in detail that it was top secret… How does he just open up everything to you? What did he say? Does he need help?”

What? What are you talking about?

So the director of the Processing Bureau told Hongchan hyung something, and that’s related to the new dungeon?

“Director of the Processing Bureau? Top secret? Help with what? What are you talking about?”

“… What? You don’t know? The director didn’t tell you? Then how do you know?”

“When I leveled up, the Awakener system notification told me?”

“…….”

“I’m serious! When I reached level 100, multiple notifications popped up!”

“… R, really?”

“Do you want me to tell you something even worse? I’m already on the verge of a mental breakdown.”

“There’s something worse?”

“Yeah. A new dungeon will appear, connect with Idea, the dungeon will be activated, and magic will be activated…”

“S, slowly!”

“No, just look at this.”

I took out the note from my son’s dictation notebook, which I had been carefully keeping in my chest pocket, and showed it to the excited Hongchan hyung.

After a while.

Hongchan hyung grabbed his hair and muttered something like a crazy person, then stared intently at my note as if trying to memorize it, then made a phone call somewhere and whispered something.

Huh? I definitely felt like he was looking at me just now?

Or am I wrong? Did I see it wrong?

After brewing two new cups of coffee from the coffee machine and placing them on the table, Hongchan hyung quickly finished the phone call with a curt answer.

I blew on the hot coffee and asked.

“Where are you going?”

“…….”

“Why? Where are you going?”

“… You, this isn’t a lie, right?”

“Don’t believe me if you don’t want to. I already have a headache, why are you doing this to me!”

“… No, that’s not it. Anyway, let’s go up to Seoul with me tomorrow. There’s a place to go.”

“Where?”

“…….”

“Ah, really! Why are you doing this? I’m sorry I went MIA, but I had my reasons. I’m already in a mess, why would I care about external matters? If you were me and the system notification had that kind of content, would you answer the phone!”

Now it’s a reversal.

It seems like he came all the way down to Jeju to catch my tail.

Wrong guess. Hongchan hyung.

“It’s not that, I’m going into the Blue House [the executive office and official residence of the South Korean president] tomorrow.”

“… The Blue House? Why there!”

I firmly swore that I would never associate with those people again after going there last time. Why are we going there now?

And who was the person you were talking to on the phone just now… Hyung, you’ve been acting strange since earlier.

I keep getting this strange feeling that you’re looking at me. I have a feeling that something is planned… Huh?

Maybe hyung. Is this really a planned play?

It’s not like I’ve gone MIA just once or twice, but it’s the first time hyung has been so rough like today. Moreover, with the formidable weapon of his own guild withdrawal.

No way… Nah, right?

The next day, morning.

I came up to Seoul using the Support Guild’s newly purchased private plane.

It’s great because Han Deuk and Gil Soo don’t have to suddenly book flights for dozens of guild members, there’s no need to waste time doing useless things in the VIP lounge before boarding, and there’s no reason to run into other people on the plane.

If moving around domestically is this good, it will be even more useful for going abroad.

Of course, I clearly state that it’s not because of the young, shapely, and pretty flight attendants. Hehe.

As I exited the airport, the Chief of the Presidential Security Service, whose face I had seen several times, came to greet me.

After briefly exchanging perfunctory greetings, I moved to that place under the protection of young guys in black suits, black sunglasses, black ties, and black shoes.

In the car, the secretary who came out with the Chief of Security kept fidgeting and getting restless.

Does he need to take a dump?

Why is his facial expression hardening and he’s sweating?

It’s only natural to have questions when a middle-aged man in his 50s is acting like this in front of me.

He seems to want to open his mouth and say something to me several times, but he keeps looking at the Chief of Security next to him, so is it because he can’t stop the car?

Because he has to get permission from me?

Eh, let’s get rid of unnecessary suspicions.

I watched the secretary, who kept smearing saliva on his lips until the end, and arrived at the Blue House.

As expected, they made me memorize the precautions like last time, and thoroughly searched my body… Huh? They’re not doing it?

Wh, what? Right away?

As soon as I got off at the entrance, they led me directly to the President’s office.

Hmm… Are they treating me well because I’m a big shot?

In front of the large door, the Chief of Security, who had been quiet until now, said one thing.

“From now on, all the talks that come out of this room are top secret. You must never reveal them to the outside.”

“… Really? I don’t know about that. Then goodbye…”

I said one word and was about to turn around and go back, but Hongchan hyung grabbed my arm.

“Don’t joke around and listen seriously. The situation is pretty bad.”

“… What? What’s with that tone as if you know something?”

“Ha… Jiwon, this time it’s really serious. If you mess up…”.

“That’s enough. You’ll find out once you go inside.”

“Yes. I understand.”

What? What is it?

The Chief of Security and Hongchan hyung have a feeling that they know something, and the secretary is looking at me strangely.

What are you trying to do right now!

As I opened the door and went inside, some of the faces, including the President, were people I knew.

The boss is like that, the director of the Dungeon Processing Bureau, Tae Seok hyung, who is the president of the Awakener Association, and the Minister of Foreign Affairs are people I know, and the rest are people I don’t know at all.

“The main character has finally arrived. I couldn’t get in touch with you, so I had to use some other methods. You understand, right?”

“…….”

As expected.

I didn’t believe that Hongchan hyung would quit the best guild in Korea, or maybe even the world.

Still, a person who was once the head of a mid-sized company-affiliated guild that was somewhat successful in Korea, who has the best power, earns a lot of money, and puts trillions of won into the country through the Support Foundation, is going to quit such a guild?

It’s like a sparrow can’t pass by a mill, and a dog covered in poop is scolding a dog covered in chaff… Right? Is that the right expression?

As if he knew that would happen, he clicked his tongue and glared at Hongchan hyung next to him, sat down in an empty seat, and answered.

“It seems like you know me a little bit now. What can I do? I’ve come this far. But what’s going on? Has a new dungeon appeared or something?”

“Where did you hear that? Did the vice guild leader tell you?”

A man in his early 60s wearing a military uniform asked arrogantly.

“Who are you?”

“I asked first. Where did you get that information!”

What is it?

Why does he remind me of that damn old ginger from the past?

Is he a gold spoon hyung [someone born into wealth and privilege] or something? Or a spokesperson for the completely replaced National Assembly members? What the hell is his identity!

“That’s enough for you. He’s not someone who will answer if you ask like that.”

“You’d rather see this…”

Next to him, the President made a judgment about me, and Hongchan hyung was about to take out the dictation memo from his son’s pocket,

“It’s difficult if you move your hand recklessly.”

Before I knew it, the Chief of Security went behind Hongchan hyung and warned him.

Ha… This is why I didn’t want to come here.

As expected, he’s the best of the best. The best of the best.

“Mr. President, should I just go? There’s a reason you called me, right?”

It’s fastest to ask the boss for his opinion in this case.

It’s just a waste of breath to deal with the older men below…

“You’re an arrogant young man! Where do you think this is! Just because you’re an Awakener, you don’t see anything in your eyes?”

“…….”

“… J, Jiwon!”

“M, Minister!”

“I, if you do this now…”

“You! What are you doing now!”

Next to him, Hongchan hyung, the director of the Processing Bureau, Tae Seok hyung, and the President said something to the arrogant man.

Wow~ I found a new character!

It’s been a while since I’ve been treated like this by the gold spoons of the early days.

Those shitty, infuriating, absurdly ridiculous, crazy, and overwhelming thoughts from the past unfold like a panorama in front of my eyes, and the feelings of that time sprout in my heart, and before I knew it, strength entered my head.

Ha, it’s been a while since I’ve gotten some steam?

* * *

“Yes? But that arrogant guy is…”.

“Stop! I said stop!”

The President’s loud voice echoed in the office, and the minister looked flustered.

Funny, right? This situation?

Why don’t you know why the President and the others are so still? Right?

With a very twisted heart, I asked the man in a suppressed, reproachful tone.

“Are you the Minister of National Defense~?”

“… Cough. That’s right.”

“But why are you here~?”

“I’m here because it’s a place to be! But what are you doing now! How dare you…”.

“Haha. Really? How dare you, how dare you… It’s been a while since I’ve seen someone use the word ‘dare’ in front of me.”

“What? What did you say! You… you thunderbolt…”.

“Stop! What are you doing now! Is my word so funny? And Jiwon Guild Leader, stop it too. I’ll talk to you later so you can understand.”