An Office Worker Is Good At Exorcism - Chapter 219

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

Chapter 218
Part 5. What Is It You Really Want to Say? (2)
Tap, tap.
As Shin Yoseph walked through the lobby of Shinjin Construction, men in business suits bowed their heads to him.
“Thank you for your hard work.”
It was the end of the workday.
Shin Yoseph responded with a wave of his hand, and one of the suited men fell into step beside him, accompanying him to the parking lot.
Beep.
As I pressed the button on my car key, the foreign vehicle parked in the lot unlocked, and its headlights illuminated.
I climbed into the car and turned my gaze toward the man holding the door open for me.
“Go on back inside. You’ve worked hard today.”
“Yes, Director.”
The man stepped back with a deep bow and offered a respectful greeting.
It was a familiar routine.
Click.
After I fastened my seatbelt and started the engine, it happened.
A hymn rang out from my phone.
“Hmm?”
Since only Kang Hyung-seok had set a hymn as his ringtone, I immediately pressed the answer button.
“What is it?”
(Are you busy?)
“Not particularly.”
I began driving while still aware of the employee watching me from the parking lot.
I tossed my phone onto the passenger seat, though the voice continued to flow through the speaker.
“Why are you calling at this hour?”
(You’ve left work, right? Come by where I am for a moment.)
“Without any warning?”
I spoke with bewilderment, but the voice that returned was grave.
(I think you need to see this.)
When Kang Hyung-seok spoke like this, it was never something trivial.
My expression hardened into one I could never show at the office as I asked quietly.
“What is it?”
(It seems to be related to a Demon.)
I unconsciously held my breath for a moment.
Then I opened my eyes narrowly and parted my lips.
“Send me the address. Let’s talk face to face.”
Ding.
As if he had prepared it in advance, my phone chimed with a message from Kang Hyung-seok.
I picked up the phone, set the destination, and began driving with a sigh through my nose.
***
Grrrr.
The high-end foreign car slowed and came to a halt on the dirt road.
Its headlights flashed, and Kang Hyung-seok shielded his eyes with his hand, muttering silently that the guy was childish.
Click.
Shin Yoseph stepped out of the car with the engine off, his appearance neat but not in priestly garments.
“You came completely unprepared, didn’t you?”
“I always keep everything else in the car.”
With that, Shin Yoseph pulled out a cigarette and placed it between his lips.
But he didn’t light it immediately, instead casting his gaze toward Kang Hyung-seok.
“What did you see?”
Kang Hyung-seok pointed with his chin toward the blue tarp.
Jo Un-su had already left long ago, so only the two of them remained in the area.
Tsk.
Shin Yoseph clicked his tongue softly and slowly approached the tarp, while Kang Hyung-seok shone light from his phone behind him.
And when Shin Yoseph lifted the tarp, Kang Hyung-seok posed a question.
“What does it look like to you?”
“…What do you mean?”
Beneath the tarp was a drawing.
“What kind of insane bastards did this?”
“I don’t know. But it’s genuine, right?”
Shin Yoseph nodded heavily while examining the drawing.
The drawing, arranged in a circular pattern, contained complex geometric shapes and English letters.
A. I. M.
Whoosh.
Shin Yoseph scraped the soil and smelled it.
‘Sandalwood scent.’
And the smell of metal.
Likely copper, he thought.
When Shin Yoseph’s brow furrowed, Kang Hyung-seok stepped beside him.
“In your assessment, how is it?”
“Phew, you called me at the right time.”
Shin Yoseph rose to his feet and brushed the soil from his hands.
His gaze remained fixed on the tarp and the drawing.
“You got it right. This is definitely a Demon summoning.”
“Damn, tsk.”
“How did you even discover a place like this?”
Instead of answering, Kang Hyung-seok directed his gaze toward the distant vinyl greenhouse.
“I found it while visiting a business contact.”
“You’re not experiencing any physical abnormalities?”
“One of my eyes is a prosthetic, but it’s not a recent injury. Is this serious?”
Shin Yoseph exhaled a heavy sigh and lit a cigarette.
He took a deep drag, then irritably swept his hand through his hair.
His eyes were twisted into a fiercer expression than usual.
“A demon is wandering around—how could this not be serious?”
“Can we even identify what it is?”
“It’s written right there in plain sight.”
Shin Yoseph drew deeply on his cigarette while studying the alphabet letters inscribed in the drawing.
“AIM.”
Kang Hyung-seok nodded with an expression that seemed to say, “So there’s a demon with a name like that.” He then looked at Shin Yoseph, whose expression remained grave.
“We know the name, don’t we? What’s the problem?”
“For one thing, the demon isn’t visible to the eye.”
Shin Yoseph surveyed the surroundings with the cigarette still in his mouth.
Mountain, hills, vinyl greenhouse, residential homes.
An ordinary Korean rural area, painted as if in a picture.
Chirp, chirp.
With the sound of insects singing here, it seemed to have nothing whatsoever to do with demons.
Yet Shin Yoseph’s furrowed brow showed no sign of relaxing.
“Could what was summoned really be a demon?”
“…What do you mean?”
“The summoning itself was done correctly.”
Shin Yoseph removed the cigarette from his lips and exhaled smoke like a sigh while gazing at the waterproof cloth.
“The direction, the color, the incense—everything was observed properly.”
I know this because I’m an exorcist priest.
I know of the existence of books related to demon summoning.
There are books called the Greater Key of Solomon and the Lesser Key of Solomon, and the Lesser Key is called the Lemegeton.
Someone followed the ritual written in that book.
They attempted to summon a demon.
“It’s amateurish. This wasn’t done by someone properly trained—it feels like someone dabbled out of curiosity. Crude as it is, they still managed to do everything required.”
Someone had invited a demon.
However, demons are high beings of hell, and they require proper etiquette and procedures befitting their station.
From what Shin Yoseph could see, the summoning circle on the ground had followed the procedures but lacked the proper etiquette.
“Phew!”
Shin Yoseph irritably rubbed the back of his neck and shifted his gaze toward Kang Hyung-seok.
“What kind of place is this, anyway?”
“There’s a history to it.”
Kang Hyung-seok’s gaze turned toward the well, and naturally Shin Yoseph’s followed.
“A history?”
“A madman threw people and animals into the well.”
Shin Yoseph and Kang Hyung-seok’s expressions changed in similar ways.
So they chose to summon a demon here because this place had such a dark past.
Some fool with an annoying combination of curiosity and execution skills had simply copied what he saw on the internet.
And in a place where he absolutely should not have.
“Sigh….”
“Did something actually come out?”
At Kang Hyung-seok’s question, Shin Yoseph fell silent for a moment.
Woof, woof, woof!
The sound of a dog barking echoed from somewhere in the distance.
Since darkness had already fallen, the dog itself remained invisible.
Yet the sound piercing through the darkness and silence made it abundantly clear that a dog existed somewhere out there.
“Something did come out.”
“Phew!”
“Let’s try whatever we can. The odds are slim, but if it’s actually a Demon, at least that would be simpler.”
The Demon’s name had already been seared into both Shin Yoseph’s and Kang Hyung-seok’s minds.
The Demon’s name was Aim.
“By the way, did you eat?”
Shin Yoseph, who had rushed over without eating dinner after work, asked while tidying up his spent cigarette.
“Oh, right.”
Kang Hyung-seok returned to his car, and Shin Yoseph watched with one eyebrow raised.
Moments later, Kang Hyung-seok emerged from the vehicle and tossed something to Shin Yoseph.
Thud!
Shin Yoseph caught it and gave him a look of utter disbelief.
It was a convenience store rice ball.
“Eat it. It’s expensive.”
“There’s literally a torn-off 1+1 sticker mark right here, you lunatic.”
“Just eat it. It’s not like you paid for it anyway.”
Kang Hyung-seok unwrapped the plastic from his own rice ball and took a large bite.
Only then did Shin Yoseph reluctantly begin eating his rice ball.
Though his eyes were certainly hurling every curse imaginable.
***
Ring, ring, ring!
(Oh! Manager Kang!)
Gwak Young-ho’s phone rang late into the night.
“Yes, sir.”
Kang Hyung-seok answered while sipping canned coffee in the car, and soon Gwak Young-ho’s excited voice followed.
(What’s with the text? What’s going on? How did you end up with Director Shin?)
“Well, that is…”
In the text Kang Hyung-seok had sent to Gwak Young-ho, he’d mentioned that coming to work tomorrow might be difficult.
The excuse was Shin Yoseph.
After Shin Yoseph had even sent a text to Gwak Young-ho afterward, I thought it would pass smoothly, but the phone call came anyway.
“It turned into something like camping.”
(Camping?)
“He said he’d come to the business site suddenly. That’s how it happened.”
I knew it.
The excuse was truly pathetic.
But I had no idea how to explain this situation at all.
(Ah! Did he come to look at the land perhaps?)
“The land?”
Kang Hyung-seok asked with wide eyes.
(Remember before? When you said something about making promotional brochures and building a hotel.)
“Ah yes, I remember.”
(So he must be going around looking at land these days. Since Manager Kang is alone in a distant place, it seems he decided to visit on the way.)
That’s not it at all.
But since I couldn’t say that, Kang Hyung-seok had no choice but to agree somewhat vaguely.
“Ah, that could be it.”
(Then Director Shin is right there with you?)
“No. He’s doing something.”
(Help him out, quickly!)
Gwak Young-ho would never know in his dreams.
What Shin Yoseph was doing right now.
Crack!
He was tying a rope firmly to a nearby tree and measuring the length down to the well.
(Then I’ll hang up? Have fun camping!)
“Yes. Thank you.”
(Well, sleep well! If anything unusual happens, contact me again!)
Gwak Young-ho seemed pleased that Kang Hyung-seok was with Shin Yoseph.
Well, he was their biggest client.
And for clients, connections were just as important as contract terms, requiring consistent management.
Click.
As the call ended, Shin Yoseph’s voice came flying in.
“Done with your call? Will you help me now?”
Click.
Kang Hyung-seok stepped out of the car and addressed Shin Yoseph with a questioning tone.
“You’re really going in?”
“I have to see. I won’t know unless I look.”
Shin Yoseph spoke as if he didn’t want to go this far either.
“Then I’ll go in.”
“You’ll understand once you see?”
Shin Yoseph spoke with a slight laugh, then his expression grew serious as he retrieved holy water and a cross from the car.
He then tugged once on the rope tied to the tree and picked up the lantern in his hand.
It pains me to say it, but the whole setup looked rather amateurish.
“Come back out.”
“I’m going in. Just shine the light from above. If things go wrong, pull me up.”
“Stop arguing and come out.”
Kang Hyung-seok grasped the rope and fashioned a loop.
“Put your foot through here. I’ll lower you down slowly from above.”
“…You can manage that?”
“Better than you could.”
Kang Hyung-seok rolled up his sleeves, and Shin Yoseph exhaled a long sigh.
The preparations proceeded in darkness.
Zzzzzt!
All preparations were complete once Kang Hyung-seok had secured the ritual implements from the backpack he’d brought from the car into his pockets.
“Ready. Be careful not to scrape yourself against the walls as you descend.”
“Don’t let go of the rope.”
Shin Yoseph’s eyes held an oddly desperate gleam as he grasped the rope and began descending slowly into the well.
Creak.
Kang Hyung-seok, gripping the rope as it grew heavier, looked down at the crown of Shin Yoseph’s head receding into the darkness.
The darkness was profound.
Watching it swallow him whole in an instant.

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————