An Office Worker Is Good At Exorcism - Chapter 103

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Chapter 102
Part 3. The Great Drum Sound (2)
【Broadcast starting in 3… 2… 1】
Pop!
“Hello everyone. I’m Yoon Sang.”
As I turned on the broadcast, my energy was noticeably subdued compared to usual.
[Oppa, what’s going on? ㅠㅠ]
[I don’t like your expression. ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ]
[Possessed by a ghost? Lolol]
“Manager, kick this guy out right now!!”
[Mr. Makmalleokkumnamu has been kicked out.]
“Siiigh.”
I exhaled a heavy sigh and offered the camera a faint smile.
It was an enigmatic smile.
It looked like the smile of someone trying to hide their exhaustion, yet also like the smile of someone holding a trump card.
“Everyone, let me start with something big.”
[Oh, what is it?]
[A collaboration?!]
They said they would announce a joint broadcast a month in advance.
[True, a collaboration would be pretty big….]
[When are you doing a collab with that office worker Shaman?]
[Seems like it’s still undecided.]
The chat began mentioning Kang Hyung-seok.
By now, even if people didn’t know Kang Hyung-seok’s real name, the nickname “office worker Shaman” had spread widely and was frequently referenced.
“Everyone, you know Changgwi, right? Changgwi.”
[I know the song. lol]
[Isn’t that the ghost that dies after being mauled by a tiger?]
[OO]
[Seen Changgwi?]
“Yes.”
[Gasp.]
[For real?]
[Is this actually real?]
[Really saw a ghost? Changgwi?]
[Suzak ㅗㅗㅗ]
“Everyone, would I do this without evidence?”
Skepticism flooded the chat, but I remained composed.
It was the composure of someone who possessed what others sought.
Unlike the Goblin incident, I had accumulated substantial footage this time, and more importantly, I had accomplished something truly significant.
“Well then, let’s watch the video first.”
Tap, tap.
Yoon Sang played the footage first—the video he’d recorded at the Mountain Shrine near the Temple.
[…What is that?]
[Holy shit.]
[No, you should’ve gone live with this! Why didn’t you?!]
[Did Yoon Sang really film this?]
It was that footage—the black hand jutting out from the Mountain Shrine.
The surroundings were dark and rain was falling, lending an eerie atmosphere that seeped through every frame.
And though Yoon Sang hadn’t noticed at the time, a faint silhouette was also captured behind the Mountain Shrine.
Zoom.
The moment that silhouette was enlarged, the chat erupted in a frenzy of reactions.
[Ah, fuck.]
[????]
[Is this real?]
[What the hell is that.]
[Creepy creepy creepy creepy creepy creepy creepy]
“It’s Changgwi. This is really all I have to show you, but I’ve actually encountered it face to face.”
[Creepy creepy creepy creepy creepy creepy]
[Really? For real?]
[You saw a ghost?]
[I’m reporting this to the broadcasting station.]
[You should let Yoon Sang do it himself. Why are you doing it? Attention seeker?]
[So should we just believe unverified claims? Think before you live your life.]
[Speaking so politely. Damn.]
[You can tell just by looking. This is obviously fake.]
[When have you ever seen Yoon Sang manipulate footage? And anyone can see this is real. It would be hard to fake something like this anyway.]
[Stop talking.]
The chat was sharply divided, and the speed of messages was terrifying.
This kind of firepower was good for broadcasters.
Moreover, whether word had spread or not, the viewer count exploded despite Yoon Sang’s composed demeanor.
“Everyone, please calm down. I’ll have this footage verified by professional institutions to prove I didn’t manipulate it. I’ll also visit another Shaman to confirm, and I’ll show you the whole thing live.”
[Wow, look at him milking the broadcast angle lol lol lol lol lol]
[Broadcasting is really Yoon Sang’s forte!]
[Like last broadcast, his energy is really up these days.]
[Is this incident also related to that office worker Shaman from before?]
[Huh?]
Yoon Sang nodded emphatically.
At the same moment, the viewer count skyrocketed.
The influence Kang Hyung-seok wielded was truly enormous.
[Tell us in detail.]
[What happened this time?]
After the Goblin, Changgwi is trembling/shaking.
[This is insane. Seriously.]
“I’ve told you everything I’ve experienced, haven’t I? You all won’t believe me. Really.”
[Let’s kick out all those guys who were spouting nonsense about phoenixes and whatever earlier.]
[Who the hell are you.]
[I will believe it. Just tell me. ㅠㅠ]
[There’s always someone ruining the broadcast mood no matter where you go.]
“Thank you for believing me! But honestly, it’ll be hard for you all to believe. I’m still bewildered myself. So I’ll just upload an edited version later that you can actually believe.”
[Ah….]
[Please just explain the story a little bit like a trailer. ㅠ]
[The tension is killing me.]
Yoon Sang chuckled and adjusted his posture in his seat.
“Seriously, wait. Let me just say this much. Someday I’ll definitely go live and bring that person on, and it’ll be absolutely incredible.”
It’s already skyrocketing in popularity. Crazy.
[Whenever the office worker Shaman appears, the broadcast explodes.]
[When does that person come on.]
[So unfair that you’re meeting them alone.]
[Please do a collaboration broadcast soon!]
Does Kang Hyung-seok realize it?
How many people want to see you.
Even though it was Yoon Sang’s broadcast, Kang Hyung-seok seemed to draw more attention, but that didn’t bother him.
Perhaps it was because they’d experienced something monumental together that he felt a sense of kinship.
“Then let me share a little story. But I’m not going to mix in a single lie, so you have to believe me, okay?”
[We got it!]
[Please speak quickly. hurry. please. ㅠㅠ]
[Yoon Sang’s broadcast special) Whenever the office worker Shaman appears, it’s pure gold.]
“This time there’s even a news article. Here, here. It’s a place where people died in huge numbers long ago, so they even erected an elephant statue.”
Yoon Sang displayed a separately photographed image of the broken elephant statue.
The viewers’ reaction was explosive as expected, and Yoon Sang led the broadcast with calm expertise.
By the time all the stories ended, Yoon Sang had achieved viewership numbers he’d never seen before.
Creak.
So Yoon Sang leaned back in his chair with a satisfied expression.
“Well, that’s all for today’s broadcast. For the next regular broadcast, I’ll do a segment where I track down the Shaman using the footage I showed today.”
[Is this already self-indulgence? ㅠㅠ]
[Let’s play a game at least.]
Yoon Sang is also scared of horror games lol
[Just chat with us.]
Why were there so many people trying to keep him on today.
Yoon Sang laughed with a soft chuckle, waved his hand, and delivered his broadcast closing remarks.
“See you next time! I love you all so much, my beloved viewers!”
Pop!
【The broadcast has ended.】
***
“This bastard turned off the stream.”
Shin Jung-ah, who had been watching Yoon Sang’s broadcast on her phone, cast a sideways glance at the person across from her.
They were at a Hof Bar, with Lee Ha-yoon, her friend, sitting beside Shin Jung-ah, and Kang Hyung-seok sipping beer across from them.
It was 7 PM, and the location wasn’t far from Lee Ha-yoon’s Office.
“Hey, watch your language. What’s with calling him that?”
“You watch yours, you idiot.”
“You’ve got some attitude.”
This is why alcohol is dangerous.
Lee Ha-yoon, who had been composed in front of Kang Hyung-seok, now conversed comfortably with Shin Jung-ah, and Shin Jung-ah regarded Kang Hyung-seok with a similar ease.
“Manager Kang, is everything in his broadcast real?”
As Shin Jung-ah waved her phone and asked, Kang Hyung-seok nodded silently, only lifting the corners of his mouth.
“Ah.”
Then Lee Ha-yoon sighed with a look of disgust.
In the early stages of the incident, Lee Ha-yoon had gone down to help Kang Hyung-seok.
After parting ways back then, she thought nothing else would happen, but she never expected to be entangled in something like this.
“Yoon Sang went through a lot. He helped us tremendously.”
Kang Hyung-seok took another sip of beer before speaking.
“What about me?”
Without warning, Shin Jung-ah threw out a voice tangled with sorrow and disappointment.
“Hey, I even ate pig intestines, so what about me?”
“Huh? What?”
Lee Ha-yoon’s eyes sparkled with a look of ‘That happened?’, though it was closer to curiosity than concern.
“That was… I’m truly sorry.”
“You only said possession, not that I’d end up eating organs.”
“I apologize.”
Shin Jung-ah, upset, drained a 500cc glass in one go and exhaled a breath reeking of beer.
Then she moved a chicken leg from the plate in the center to her own plate, but didn’t touch anything else.
“Ever since then, I can’t eat pork soup, I can’t eat blood sausage soup…. Ugh!”
“I’m truly sorry.”
“Ughhhhhh.”
“Hey, are you crying?”
Lee Ha-yoon teased Shin Jung-ah with sparkling eyes.
Shin Jung-ah, lowering her head, waved her arm dismissively, and Kang Hyung-seok felt apologetic.
“I apologize, Manager.”
“It’s not about apologizing!”
Lee Ha-yoon gave Shin Jung-ah a puzzled look as she refrained from cursing, while Kang Hyung-seok let out a heavy sigh.
“It was truly unavoidable at that time. I apologize.”
“Sniff, sniffle.”
“Oh my, she’s really crying.”
“Stop it already!”
Shin Jung-ah raised her voice sharply at Lee Ha-yoon, then shot Kang Hyung-seok a look with tears brimming in her eyes.
“Do you know what shocked me the most?”
“That you ate my organs…?”
“No!”
Shin Jung-ah snatched Lee Ha-yoon’s glass and gulped it down before speaking.
“Why did you keep it secret? If you’d just apologized right away, I wouldn’t feel this hurt, damn it.”
“I thought that was the right approach, but I was reckless.”
Shin Jung-ah squeezed her eyes shut.
Lee Ha-yoon, watching from beside her, thought this was finally when her true personality would show, but the expected reaction didn’t come.
“Siiiiigh.”
Shin Jung-ah exhaled a deep breath to suppress her anger, then dabbed her eyes with a tissue.
“I’ll let it slide because it’s you, Manager Kang.”
“Wow… our Jung-ah has really matured.”
“Hey, stop! Do you want to die?”
“Hahahaha!”
Lee Ha-yoon laughed, clutching her stomach, while Kang Hyung-seok offered Shin Jung-ah an apologetic smile.
Her anger didn’t seem completely resolved, but it felt much better than before.
“I’m truly sorry, Manager.”
“Tsk….”
“I won’t let something like this happen again.”
“Of course you won’t! Right?”
Shin Jung-ah frowned, sensing something odd, but the alcohol made her thoughts sluggish.
“Next time, I’ll definitely ask for your permission. I’ll explain everything.”
“Uh, um….”
“And if something like this happens again in the future, I won’t hide it and will tell you right away.”
“Huh? Yeah.”
“Is that acceptable?”
Shin Jung-ah, her face flushed from the alcohol, nodded thoughtfully, while Lee Ha-yoon beside her was barely holding back her laughter.
“Anyway, I’m also grateful for your help, Attorney Lee Ha-yoon.”
“Oh? No, no, it’s fine.”
Lee Ha-yoon spoke with lingering laughter on her face while Shin Jung-ah groaned with her arms crossed.
Unable to find the reason, she decided to ask what came to mind.
“I heard from him that there was also a professor involved?”
“Yes.”
“Is that person okay?”
Kang Hyung-seok pressed his lips together, then offered an awkward smile.
“That’s probably what he said. He’ll come back once his friend’s funeral is over.”
“I see. But why aren’t you going?”
“I have to go to work.”
“Ah, that’s right.”
Shin Jung-ah must be quite drunk.
“So this whole matter has been resolved then.”
At Lee Ha-yoon’s words, Kang Hyung-seok paused briefly in thought before nodding.
“Yes. It seems so for now. The Shaman who was protecting Professor Kim Jae-sik has also returned safely.”
“For now? Is there something else?”
There were indeed some loose ends that remained unresolved.
The man in the raincoat who had been confronting the Tiger Spirit in the illusion.
And the reason the elephant statue had been destroyed.
Without concrete evidence, the two seemed powerfully intertwined, yet strangely, I felt no great concern about them.
The Guardian Spirit had spoken to me.
To save myself.
By resolving the Tiger Spirit, I had saved myself.
From both Changgwi and the Tiger Spirit.
“You don’t need to worry. The Guardian Spirit protects me—what could possibly happen?”
As much as the Guardian Spirit trusted me.
I trusted the Guardian Spirit in return.
Whatever came, the Guardian Spirit would protect me, and the unresolved matters would eventually come to light.
“Cheers!”
Lee Ha-yoon raised her glass as if to lift the mood.
Kang Hyung-seok and Shin Jung-ah lifted theirs as well, and noticing that the glass was hers, Lee Ha-yoon let out a sharp “Hey!”

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