An Office Worker Is Good At Exorcism - Chapter 58

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Chapter 57
Part 3. Show Me Your Worth (1)
Click, whoosh!
Shin Yoseph lit a fresh cigarette.
The small flame at the cigarette’s end extinguished with a single breath, and the bluish smoke he exhaled dissolved into the rain.
“I’m not just asking as a favor. I promise fair treatment and proper compensation.”
As Kang Hyung-seok’s lips curved upward, Shin Yoseph continued in a low voice.
“If you simply promise to help me, I can even arrange a sustained business contract with Daejeong Materials.”
“Do you know I’m the chairman’s son at Daejeong Materials?”
Bewilderment flickered across Shin Yoseph’s eyes—an unexpected response.
Despite being a priest, it seemed his upbringing had made him measure the world by his own standards.
“Then I’ll propose a transfer instead. Double your current salary. As my secretary. How about it?”
Kang Hyung-seok sipped his coffee with a phantom smile and shook his head.
“There’s no trust. What’s the point of transferring?”
Few things in this world are as terrifying as an empty promise.
Though I had no intention of accepting anyway, if I’d transferred based solely on Shin Yoseph’s word, I could have been left hanging in the air.
Shin Yoseph surely understood this too.
Yet throwing out an empty promise first meant there was a pressing reason behind it.
“…Then.”
“Just tell me. I’ll decide after hearing what you have to say.”
Whoooosh!
Rain poured down as if to sweep the world away.
The sky was filled with dark clouds, and despite it not being dawn, the surroundings were as dim as early morning.
In that world, Shin Yoseph silently burned his cigarette before speaking.
“You asked earlier if there was a ghost I needed to drive out. To be precise, there’s a demon I need to capture.”
Kang Hyung-seok exhaled a heavy sigh and nodded slowly.
Now it seemed like scattered cards were finally gathering in one place, forming some kind of picture.
“An exorcist priest.”
Shin Yoseph’s eyes widened as if struck at the heart of the matter.
Yet rather than surprise, a faint smile played on his lips—the smile of someone whose true nature had been recognized.
“Did you learn from the Shaman, or is this just deduction?”
“You’re not an ordinary person. That much is clear.”
I briefly wondered what expression Gwak Young-ho would have made if he’d overheard this conversation.
With such ease, Kang Hyung-seok regarded Shin Yoseph as a comfortable and equal counterpart, continuing his words.
“I’ve heard that people like us recognize each other.”
It was something Lee Geum-kyung had told me before.
The skilled Shaman had once casually mentioned that she had worked alongside priests.
She’d said that between her, a skilled Shaman, and an exorcist priest, they could dimly sense each other’s true nature even before revealing their identities.
“You must hear often that your energy is strong, don’t you?”
At Kang Hyung-seok’s words, Shin Yoseph burst into laughter.
It was indeed the case.
An exorcist priest performed exorcism rituals to drive out demons, and this practice shared certain similarities with the work of a Shaman.
Such were these people.
It was work that only those with exceptionally strong spiritual fortitude could even dream of pursuing—work that was neither easily recognized by others nor free from personal sacrifice.
And all the while, they had to contend with vicious demons.
“Why would someone of exorcist priest caliber be serving as an executive at Shinjin Construction?”
“I can’t say.”
It wasn’t really a question that demanded an answer.
Besides, Shin Yoseph’s complexion had grown so dark that I couldn’t bring myself to press further.
“So, can you help me?”
“I don’t know about demons.”
“I’ll handle the demons myself.”
Shin Yoseph spoke gravely, his eyes tensed with unusual strain as he took a drag from his cigarette.
“All you need to do is drive out the other malevolent spirits.”
Kang Hyung-seok gazed at his nearly empty coffee with a hint of regret, then nodded quietly in agreement.
I didn’t know all the details, but Lee Geum-kyung had once shared her experience of working alongside an exorcist priest.
While I wasn’t certain of the exact nature of what she had done, it seemed collaboration was necessary since each of us specialized in different domains.
“I’m curious—doesn’t the Headquarters usually provide assistance in situations like this?”
Shin Yoseph shook his head, his lips pressed firmly together.
His expression made it clear he wouldn’t elaborate.
“Phew!”
“Will you help?”
Kang Hyung-seok drained the last of his coffee as though emptying it out, then crumpled the cup slightly.
Then he nodded heavily and gave his answer.
‘It doesn’t feel like someone else’s problem.’
It was a matter of kinship.
I was a Shaman dwelling within humanity, and though I didn’t know his circumstances, Shin Yoseph lived as a priest within the secular world.
Similar yet infinitely different, and at the same time, kindred.
That sense of kinship became a reason I couldn’t turn away.
“Thank you.”
“You figure out the method.”
Kang Hyung-seok held up the crumpled can like drawing a line and gestured horizontally toward Shin Yoseph.
“On the surface, we’re both company employees. It’s difficult to move during business hours.”
“I’m an executive, so it doesn’t matter for me.”
“That’s not my problem.”
It was unavoidable given that I was an office worker.
And this was a problem that Shin Yoseph, being the one in need, would have to solve.
Shin Yoseph nodded with a faint smile, and Kang Hyung-seok tossed the can into a trash bin in the corner before opening his umbrella.
Whoooosh!
Then he stepped out into the rain.
The rain pours down with brutal intensity.
Yet despite the umbrella shielding me, I can feel the weight of Shin Yoseph’s gaze boring into the back of my head—a stare so piercing it cuts through the downpour itself.
***
I learned of Shin Yoseph’s solution the very next morning.
“Manager Kang! Ah, no! Director Kang!”
Gwak Young-ho greeted me the moment I arrived at the office, his face drained of color.
“Hey! What—what did you do yesterday! How did you—!”
“You mean Shinjin Construction?”
“Y-yes! Wow! You incredible bastard!”
The office was quiet this early in the morning.
With few people around, Gwak Young-ho’s voice echoed, though he seemed utterly unbothered by it.
“They called first thing this morning! Just—I mean! Wow, I can’t even find the words. I really can’t!”
The door swung open.
Shin Jung-ah shuffled in with an exhausted expression, moving slowly across the floor.
“Good morning.”
“Director Shin! Come here!”
“Director, did something good happen? Your voice was carrying all the way outside.”
“You bet it did.”
I marveled inwardly at how bright Gwak Young-ho’s eyes could shine.
A fact I hadn’t known until now.
“Director Kang landed the contract! Shinjin Construction wants to do business with us!”
“What?”
The drowsiness vanished from Shin Jung-ah’s face in an instant, while Gwak Young-ho’s shoulders straightened with even greater pride.
“And they said they want to build a good relationship with us going forward. The higher-ups are going crazy about it!”
Gwak Young-ho kneaded my shoulders repeatedly, his expression one of genuine emotion.
“Phew! You remarkable fellow! How did you manage to land a deal with such a major company all at once?”
This was Shin Yoseph’s method for creating a connection point with me.
First, establish a business relationship between the companies.
Once that’s done, Shinjin Construction becomes a client of Daejeong Materials, making it perfectly natural for him to extend help to me whenever needed.
But Gwak Young-ho doesn’t know the truth behind this.
So I need to answer carefully.
“It’s nothing special.”
“Nothing special, my foot!”
“The conversation just flowed naturally. It turned out we had some common ground with their company.”
“With Shinjin Construction?”
Seeing the expectation in his eyes, I glanced at Shin Jung-ah before continuing.
“Yes. Actually, I met my uncle during the recent holiday.”
“Your uncle… what does he have to do with Shinjin Construction?”
“He works there. And there was a worker who fell into critical condition, so my uncle and I rushed over to help save him.”
“Ah! So that’s how it all connected!”
I didn’t explain things like sealed liquor or Mugho.
Still, it was such a massive incident that even someone like Gwak Young-ho could understand.
“It seems he’s being treated this way because he prevented a major crisis from occurring at your company.”
“My goodness, it must have been serious.”
“He was even hospitalized.”
“My goodness, my goodness.”
Gwak Young-ho, visibly moved anew, repeatedly kneaded Kang Hyung-seok’s shoulders.
“This is why people must live righteously in their daily lives. You’re truly a person of fortune. And I always knew you’d strike it big one day!”
Shin Jung-ah, who knew the truth, turned her head away with an enigmatic glint in her eyes, though it went unnoticed by the others.
It was then.
Zzzzzing!
Gwak Young-ho’s phone rang.
“Hello?”
He answered without much thought, but his eyes widened in surprise as he turned them toward Kang Hyung-seok.
“Yes, yes. He’s right here beside me. What? Right now? Immediately? Ah, of course! Absolutely!”
Before the bewildered gazes of Kang Hyung-seok and Shin Jung-ah, Gwak Young-ho hung up and spoke with urgency.
“Manager Kang, Shinjin Construction is looking for you.”
“Pardon?”
“Get ready quickly and wait in front of the company. Their director is coming here.”
Gwak Young-ho moved like a man with fire at his heels.
Yet his mouth stretched into a grin that reached his ears, looking like someone thoroughly enjoying this very moment.
“He probably wants to see you once more before signing the contract. Answer his questions sincerely and earnestly, and make a good impression! Understood?”
Gwak Young-ho, blissfully unaware of what Shin Yoseph and Kang Hyung-seok had discussed yesterday, made this request as well.
In truth, Kang Hyung-seok wasn’t the only one whose feelings were ruffled.
“Fighting!”
In front of the company, Gwak Young-ho even clenched his fist in encouragement.
Watching him leave, Kang Hyung-seok shrugged his shoulders with a bewildered chuckle.
“Heh.”
The feeling was quite peculiar.
I’d thought a large corporation would move sluggishly, but only one night had passed since speaking with Shin Yoseph.
It seemed we’d had a thorough conversation.
Yet Shin Yoseph was in such a hurry that he’d come looking for me this morning.
Vrrrroooom!
A luxury imported SUV with a weighty, refined sound approached from afar, gradually slowing its pace.
It was a corporate vehicle with a green license plate.
Zing!
The passenger window of the SUV, which had stopped in front of the company, rolled down, revealing Shin Yoseph’s face in the driver’s seat.
Designer logos were embedded in the temples of his sunglasses.
“What are you doing? Get in.”
At his tone, more familiar than yesterday, Kang Hyung-seok climbed into the passenger seat with an enigmatic expression.
Ah, this guy even uses quality air freshener.
“What is this from the morning? Aren’t you working?”
“Work is what employees do.”
“Aren’t you an employee?”
“My father is the chairman of Shinjin Construction.”
“I figured as much.”
“I know. I’m bragging.”
Kang Hyung-seok shot Shin Yoseph a look that said, “Is this guy serious?”
With sunglasses on and an expressionless face, I couldn’t tell whether he was joking or being sincere.
“What did you want to talk about?”
Whoooosh!
Shin Yoseph began driving and rolled up the passenger window.
“You heard that our side expressed intent to contract, right?”
“How could I not?”
“We’ll draw up the contract today. It’s mainly thermal insulation materials and building exterior materials, with a scale of roughly three billion won.”
It was a large deal, if nothing else.
More importantly, breaking into a transaction with a major client like Shinjin Construction was significant.
That’s why even a department head like Gwak Young-ho was so delighted and made such a fuss.
“On the surface, yes, but you can think of this as a contract between us.”
Shin Yoseph, seeming frustrated, removed his sunglasses and revealed his narrowed eyes.
Then he shifted his gaze toward me.
“I’ve shown my sincerity. So you should show me something too.”
At that moment, I heard a rustling sound from the back seat.
Turning around, I spotted a paper shopping bag.
Something about it drew my attention so intently that I couldn’t look away, when Shin Yoseph gestured for me to check it.
Crinkle.
I pulled the bag over and opened it to find something familiar inside.
A ritual knife, a Shaman’s Bell, and five-colored flags.
“Shamanic tools.”
“Show me your skills.”
I narrowed the space between my brows as I looked at Shin Yoseph.
His eyes gleamed softly with anticipation.

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