An Office Worker Is Good At Exorcism - Chapter 185

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Chapter 184
Part 1. You Have No Right (2)
“Gasp… gasp!”
Lee Jang-woo’s hand fell away as he met Kang Hyung-seok’s gaze.
Eyes devoid of all mercy.
The eyes of someone who would never help him.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Cars rushed past nearby, and several passersby glanced at the scene before quickly looking away.
Somehow, this situation felt familiar.
Save for the daylight, the location, atmosphere, and circumstances mirrored the day Kim Hee-hyun died.
“Ah, ah…”
“You toyed with someone’s heart.”
“What… what?”
“You deceived Kim Hee-hyun with honeyed words and attempted to secure loans under her name.”
“Ugh, ugh, ugh!”
Fear flooded Lee Jang-woo’s expression as he looked at Kang Hyung-seok.
How could he know?
How could he know that much?
Though unspoken, his intense thoughts blazed through his eyes.
“You too were once a ghost haunting someone. Yet I will not call your suffering karmic retribution.”
Kim Hee-hyun’s feelings toward Lee Jang-woo ran far too deep.
I could not speak of karma so carelessly.
“Suffer as you are. No shaman will easily sever the bond between you.”
Kim Hee-hyun’s obsession with Lee Jang-woo was overwhelming.
Perhaps only a shaman of Lee Geum-kyung’s caliber could separate the two.
But would such a shaman even be found?
And if found, would that shaman’s deity consent to aid Lee Jang-woo?
“Ugh, uaaaaaaah!”
Lee Jang-woo suddenly shrieked and lurched to his feet.
He raised his fists and lunged at Kang Hyung-seok, and Shin Jung-ah started to rush forward in alarm.
But she immediately froze.
Thud!
Kang Hyung-seok’s fist drove into Lee Jang-woo’s solar plexus,
“Crack!”
and he seized the gasping man’s collar,
Smack! Thud!
driving his knee repeatedly into his ribs.
A perfect strike to the liver, executed with brutal precision.
“…ugh…”
Lee Jang-woo collapsed, unable to breathe properly, drool streaming from his mouth.
Kang Hyung-seok turned away from Lee Jang-woo’s bowed head.
“Ah, wha….”
Shin Jung-ah, witnessing Kang Hyung-seok strike someone for the first time, stood frozen in shock.
With a silent gesture to leave, Kang Hyung-seok glanced back at Lee Jang-woo, where Kim Hee-hyun clung to him with a smiling face.
‘If that is your happiness, I will not deny it.’
Kim Hee-hyun’s obsession ran so deep that even a proper funeral rite could not sever it.
So please, do not accumulate further karma.
Do not grow jealous of the women who approach Lee Jang-woo as you did with Shin Jung-ah, nor harm them.
Nod.
Kim Hee-hyun nodded, as if understanding his heart.
With this, Kim Hee-hyun’s obsession crystallized entirely upon Lee Jang-woo.
“Reflect on yourself and live. Commit no further sins.”
Kang Hyung-seok spoke, looking down at Lee Jang-woo, whose face flushed crimson with agony as he gasped for breath.
A man who accumulated karma through tongue and deed.
He would not live long.
Kim Hee-hyun, bound to him by karma, caressed Lee Jang-woo’s face with blackened hands crusted with dried blood.
Such fierce obsession—the mark of a vengeful spirit.
Her sole desire was singular.
For Lee Jang-woo to die soon, so they could be together eternally.
“Sigh.”
My emotions in turmoil, I spotted Shin Yoseph watching from a distance and shook my head to convey my intent.
There was no need to come closer.
It was all finished.
***
The engine hummed to life.
Shin Yoseph adjusted his sunglasses in the driver’s seat.
With Kang Hyung-seok and Shin Jung-ah having parted ways, the car held only him.
“Call Secretary Jo.”
His phone recognized the voice command and executed it immediately.
(Yes, Director.)
As the call connected, Secretary Jo’s voice came through, and Shin Yoseph leaned the back of his head against the headrest before speaking.
“It’s all done.”
(You’ve worked hard. What should we do about Lee Jang-woo?)
“Clean it up. If he causes any trouble, make sure he regrets it.”
I had already heard the explanation from Kang Hyung-seok.
And even without that explanation, I felt I understood what kind of person Lee Jang-woo was.
I had been watching everything from a distance.
(Understood. Should I have you return to the office right away?)
“Yes. Oh, and please proceed with what I mentioned before.”
(You mean introducing Daejeong Materials to the place you just contracted with?)
“Yes. If you mention it’s a place I’m recommending, they’ll understand.”
That doesn’t mean they know deeply about Kang Hyung-seok or me.
They simply know my position.
(Understood.)
Since I’m recommending the place, they’ll welcome Kang Hyung-seok and Shin Jung-ah as if they were VIPs.
“Yes.”
(Understood. I’ll relay it right away.)
“I’ll see you at the office.”
After ending the call, I exhaled a long sigh toward the sky visible through the windshield.
‘A superior ghost….’
Even that name felt unfamiliar.
Yet learning what it was, it didn’t feel like someone else’s problem.
It was because of the characteristic of obsession.
“God.”
Why were old memories surfacing even in broad daylight?
Shin Yoseph twisted his lips into a bitter smile and murmured softly.
“I have sinned and truly grieved the heart of God, who deserves to be loved.”
I continued my murmur, remembering my dead senior through my own cowardice and shame.
“I sincerely repent of all wrongs—the evil I have committed and the good I have forsaken.”
To wash away that sin even slightly, I too repent and seek to practice goodness through my actions.
The fact that I introduced Lee Jang-woo to Kang Hyung-seok this time was because I believed it would be an act of kindness.
“By God’s grace, I atone and solemnly vow never to sin again and to avoid all opportunity for sin.”
Though I could do nothing this time.
Yet should I ever meet someone in need of help, I swear I would gladly extend my hand, even if it meant descending into hell itself.
“Look upon the suffering of our Savior Jesus Christ and show mercy to this wretched soul.”
If even I deserve such grace.
Please, I beseech you, watch over me.
A deep, resonant hum.
Shin Yoseph’s lips trembled.
He had finished his confession, but there was no priest to recite the absolution for him.
Only a heavy silence remained.
And silence, as always, became a question directed at oneself—returning as an echo.
Am I worthy of salvation?
Shin Yoseph gripped the steering wheel quietly and turned away from the light streaming through the window.
***
(Hey! So you’re heading straight there?)
“Yes, Manager!”
From the passenger seat, Shin Jung-ah held her phone to her ear, speaking with Gwak Young-ho.
Since she had it on speaker mode, Gwak Young-ho’s voice filled the car with impressive volume.
(I’m so grateful for this… I really should take Director Shin out for a meal sometime.)
Shin Jung-ah, who had finished eating with Shin Yoseph less than an hour ago, laughed awkwardly, while Kang Hyung-seok, gripping the steering wheel, smiled with a forced grin.
It was right after that.
(Right! You have the contract, don’t you?)
“Of course, I always carry it with me.”
(Excellent! You’re truly an ace!)
“But didn’t you just call Kang Manager an ace?”
(Ah, you’re both aces! A dynamic duo! Aren’t you going together with Kang Manager right now anyway?)
“That’s right.”
Shin Jung-ah spoke while glancing at Kang Hyung-seok, and Gwak Young-ho’s voice continued.
(When you two move together, it’s reassuring. Alright, be careful out there.)
“Actually, something just occurred to me. Should we delay if they push for an immediate contract?”
(You’re trying to push it into next quarter’s results, aren’t you? Don’t worry about that.)
Gwak Young-ho was saying he would handle it one way or another.
There was more than one method.
Whether through shortcuts, contract renewals, or other means.
Gwak Young-ho, the manager of Sales Team 1 who was riding high, could even request flexibility from his superiors.
“Understood. I’ll trust you completely, Manager.”
(Trust away, trust away.)
“Yes.”
Just as Shin Jung-ah was about to hang up with a laugh.
(Shin Manager, let’s keep it this way. You understand, right?)
“Huh? Is something wrong?”
(Wrong? No, nothing. Just be careful out there!)
Shin Jung-ah ended the call and stared at her phone with a meaningful gaze.
“Something on your mind?”
“It seems like you’re concerned about your promotion, Manager.”
“Ah, come on.”
Kang Hyung-seok laughed silently.
Who knows.
Sales Team 1 had solid performance, but there was the unfortunate reality that no one held the rank of Deputy Manager.
“Your results are excellent, aren’t they? It’s not an impossible thing.”
“No, no.”
Shin Jung-ah waved her hand dismissively and shifted her gaze toward the passenger window.
As I stared blankly at the passing scenery, everything that had just happened with Lee Jang-woo felt like a lie.
“That’s right!”
“Yes?”
“Manager Kang, what did you study before?”
Shin Jung-ah asked with a startled expression, recalling how Kang Hyung-seok had beaten Lee Jang-woo.
“Didn’t I mention it to you before?”
“When?”
“A while back. When the Human Resources Deputy Manager said something strange in the break room.”
“Ah, I remember now.”
Lim Jin-gil from Human Resources.
That bastard had scratched at Kang Hyung-seok’s nerves with his nonsense in the break room.
At the time, Shin Jung-ah had been angry with him too.
She’d asked Kang Hyung-seok, “Would you have hit him if it wasn’t at the company?” and he’d probably answered, “Maybe?”
“Was that for real?”
“I use my body well.”
“Huh, that’s unexpected.”
“Anyway, may I ask you something I’m curious about?”
“What?”
Kang Hyung-seok briefly glanced at Shin Jung-ah, who was watching his hands on the steering wheel intently, before speaking.
“At the restaurant. It seemed like you heard the sound of the Shaman’s Bell.”
“I did… hear it?”
“Yes. When you discovered Lee Jang-woo.”
Given the circumstances, there hadn’t been time to ask.
Shin Yoseph hadn’t heard that sound, but Shin Jung-ah had.
There was definitely a reaction that could only be interpreted that way.
“No, I didn’t exactly hear it…”
Shin Jung-ah also seemed to think it was strange, furrowing her brow with her arms crossed.
“Right. It’s not because of the talisman? You have the protective charm.”
She spoke as if she’d found the answer, but Kang Hyung-seok shook his head.
The protective charm didn’t have such an effect.
‘Am I really suited for this side of things?’
I had absorbed a great entity into my body twice.
And since I had worked alongside Kang Hyung-seok far more often than that, my constitution could be gradually transforming, becoming cleaner and more refined.
“It seems there will be many things I’ll need to ask for your help with going forward.”
There was no way to know what would happen in the future.
Perhaps it was Shin Jung-ah’s destiny, just as it was Kang Hyung-seok’s, to help people in the realm of shamanism.
“What? Don’t be so sudden about it.”
Shin Jung-ah, not quite grasping my intention, laughed with a hint of embarrassment.
“Just count on me. If I stick with Manager Kang, my sales performance will rack up easily.”
It was a completely off-the-mark answer.
Yet somehow it fit the situation so perfectly that Kang Hyung-seok burst out laughing.
“What? Why are you reacting like that?”
“It’s nothing.”
Kang Hyung-seok focused on driving.
He sensed that opening his mouth carelessly might shatter this pleasant atmosphere.

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