An Office Worker Is Good At Exorcism - Chapter 60

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Chapter 59
Part 3. Show Me Your Worth (3)
Kang Hyung-seok recited the Six-Character Great King Mantra.
“Heaven speaks of wealth, earth speaks of wealth, the Supreme Primordial Lord, the Lightning General, the Thunder Duke, the Heavenly Movement General, the Earthly Movement General, Savarah, the Celestial Honored One speaks, the one victorious horse, heaven round earth square, six-character great king, mantra.”
It was an incantation to drive out spirits.
The Boy’s body convulsed violently, and soon saliva dripped from his gaping mouth.
But the Malevolent Spirit had not yet released him.
Whoosh.
Kang Hyung-seok, who had raised the ritual blade as if driving it into the Boy’s chest, opened his mouth with eyes burning with intensity.
“Heaven and Earth Great King, Paradise Great King, Soejae Great King, Lightning Great King, White Emperor Great King, Black Emperor Great King, Yellow Emperor Great King, Water Extreme Great King.”
That was when it happened.
“Aaaahhhhh!”
The Boy writhed in agony as if pierced by the ritual blade.
In that instant, Kang Hyung-seok’s gaze shifted toward Shin Yoseph.
He simply clenched his lips firmly, as if he had anticipated such a situation.
Flap!
Kang Hyung-seok swept away the blanket and shifted his gaze toward the center of the ceiling.
“Jade Emperor, Xianfu Great King, the Wind Great King in the people’s realm, the Immortal Wisdom Great King among the common folk, the Five Winds in the world, Kunlun Great King, Malevolent Spirit, retreat.”
Clang! Clang!
Shaking the Shaman’s Bell vigorously, he brought the ritual blade down with the end of the bell’s handle.
Crack!
“Om, urgent urgent, command of the law, Svaha!”
The hand gripping the ritual blade was tense, so the blade did not cut into the Boy’s flesh.
“Aaaahhhhh! Uaaaah! It hurts, it hurts! It hurts so much!”
Yet the Boy twisted his body and screamed as if a heated blade had been driven into him.
“Father, Father! Please stop this person. Please stop him. Save me!”
The voice was so anguished that Shin Yoseph’s eyes wavered.
“Stay still!”
But at Kang Hyung-seok’s command, Shin Yoseph hesitated, then clenched his fists so hard his nails dug into his palms, gritting his teeth.
“Heaven and Earth Great King, Paradise Great King, Soejae Great King, Lightning Great King!”
While restraining the Boy’s thrashing, Kang Hyung-seok recited the exorcism mantra again.
He had to recite it three times in total.
He had already recited it twice, and before the final recitation, he signaled to Shin Yoseph with only his eyes.
Prepare yourself thoroughly.
My role ends soon.
Nod.
Shin Yoseph answered by nodding his head.
Before him, Kang Hyung-seok recited the third exorcism mantra.
“The Immortal Wisdom Great King among the common folk, the Five Winds in the world, Kunlun Great King, Malevolent Spirit, retreat. Om, urgent urgent, command of the law, Svaha!”
Crack!
As if to signal that the final exorcism had concluded, I brought the hilt of the Shinjin Knife down with the hand gripping the Shaman’s Bell.
Simultaneously, the boy’s body convulsed so violently that it nearly bounced off the bed.
Then came a suffocating silence.
The Malevolent Spirit had retreated.
Those creatures had been protecting the demon, and what remained was merely the demon stripped bare of its shell.
Uuuuuung.
Suddenly, the air purifier wailed, shattering the silence.
“Shhhhh.”
From the boy’s mouth came a breath that reeked with nauseating intensity.
It was distinctly different from the metallic stench of blood.
Mal odor.
The foul reek that emanates from the breath of a possessed exorcist.
The smell was as revolting and acrid as rotting animal entrails.
“Ugh.”
Unable to bear the unbearable stench, I covered my nose and mouth with the hand holding the Shinjin Knife.
Beep beep beep beep beep beep.
The air purifier’s warning alarm drew my attention.
When I looked at it, the numbers glowed red: 666.
“Omnipotent God.”
It was then that Shin Yoseph, who had been watching for his moment, approached the boy and opened his mouth.
“In your name, we who have gathered here pray to fight against the forces of evil. Relying on your word, the Lord is my light—whom shall I fear?”
Shin Yoseph spoke rapidly in Italian, his gaze and mind entirely focused on the boy.
“Grrrrgh.”
Pressing down on the boy’s chest as he made a sound like a beast, Shin Yoseph brought his thumb to his mouth.
Crunch!
He bit his finger to draw blood, then traced a cross on the boy’s forehead.
“Lord, this soul was created by your love and must be saved by your love. When you call me, I will answer you; you will deliver me in the day of trouble.”
The boy’s mouth opened wide.
And just as I had seen on the table, his lips stretched long and upward, his bloodshot eyes turning toward Shin Yoseph.
“The fugitive brought a Shaman here.”
It was then.
Shin Yoseph jerked his head up and signaled me with his eyes.
Leave this room at once.
He didn’t ask if I would be all right alone.
Click.
As I closed the door and stepped out, I heard Shin Yoseph continuing the exorcism ritual within, and I raised the Shaman’s Bell.
Wara-rang! Wara-rang! Wara-ra-ra-rang!
As sacred energy spread outward, I recited the purification chant with a composed expression.
“Heaven and earth are clear and bright; heaven and earth are in harmony, yin and yang are purified, sun and moon and stars are purified, the White Tiger of the Upper Gate is purified, the Four Seasons are purified, day and night are purified, mountains are purified, four directions are purified.”
From within the room came the prayer for the exorcism ritual.
Outside the door, protective scriptures warded off malevolence.
Kang Hyung-seok and Shin Yoseph each continued their efforts for the boy in their own ways.
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The ritual that had begun in the morning finally ended past 2 PM.
Shin Yoseph emerged through the door with a haggard face, and the room he glimpsed inside was in shambles as though a savage beast had rampaged through it.
The fact that even the air purifier lay broken said everything.
Whirrrr.
Watching the boy being loaded onto a stretcher into the ambulance, Shin Yoseph lit a cigarette.
Whoosh! Crackle.
And so Shin Yoseph quietly smoked.
Meanwhile, Kang Hyung-seok silently observed his profile.
Perhaps because I had glimpsed his past while driving out the malevolent spirit, I could sense what he was feeling.
“What are you staring at?”
“We’re in front of an orphanage—is smoking really going in there?”
“Phew!”
Shin Yoseph flicked his cigarette far away and stretched his arms out languidly.
His face was light, and his eyes carried the relief of a burden lifted.
“Let’s eat. I’m starving.”
With that, he abruptly headed into the orphanage and made a beeline for the kitchen.
Click!
Shin Yoseph lit the burner and set an intimidatingly large frying pan on top, then retrieved cooking oil from below.
“There should be something to eat in the refrigerator. Find it.”
What kind of conversation was this?
Yet Kang Hyung-seok opened the refrigerator without complaint and found side dishes in a stainless steel container and pork belly wrapped in plastic.
“Good. Let’s stir-fry that with bean sprouts.”
“What about rice?”
“The rice cooker is over there.”
“Where are the rice bowls? Can we just use the trays?”
“The trays have name tags on them. They belong to the children, so we can’t use those. There are adult bowls.”
“Where?”
“Under the rice cooker.”
As I scooped rice from the cooker, I felt a gaze and turned my head toward the door.
The Nun who had greeted us first upon arriving was peering through the glass window in the door.
She gave a grateful bow and soon disappeared from view.
Sizzzzle!
Shin Yoseph rolled up his sleeves and stir-fried the seasoned bean sprouts and pork belly.
Then he and Kang Hyung-seok began eating standing in front of the frying pan.
“Phew—phew!”
The meat wasn’t of particularly good quality, and eating without a table was far from ideal.
Yet the two of them quietly continued their meal with nothing but the stir-fried bean sprouts and pork belly.
Crunch, crunch!
“Hey, wasn’t there any alcohol in the refrigerator?”
“Find it yourself then.”
Shin Yoseph grumbled as he rummaged through the Kitchen, pouring cooking wine into a stainless steel cup.
But after a single sip, he didn’t drink anymore.
‘Is he accustomed to this sort of thing?’
For a wealthy young master, he seemed remarkably unpretentious and familiar with it all.
As if he’d done this with someone before, at some point in time.
Crunch, crunch.
It was when the sound of two men chewing bean sprouts echoed through the Kitchen.
Shin Yoseph swallowed what was in his mouth and opened his lips without warning.
“Thank you. It would’ve been difficult without you.”
Kang Hyung-seok turned his gaze while chewing bean sprouts, and Shin Yoseph merely wet his lips with the cooking wine before continuing.
“That child had been suffering for a whole year. Without you, yesterday and today would’ve been identical.”
“Why didn’t you just find a proper Shaman?”
“It’s not easy. They were all frauds.”
Kang Hyung-seok nodded with an understanding expression.
Genuine Shamans were far too rare.
And finding a Shaman who could work in harmony with an exorcist priest would be exponentially harder.
He couldn’t have actively searched either.
As a direct family member of the Shinjin Construction chairman, there was the Company’s image and the family’s honor to consider.
With public scrutiny following his every move, he couldn’t have gone poking around Shamanic Temples.
“Sigh…”
Shin Yoseph exhaled a long breath, then pulled out his phone from his pocket. He dialed a number and brought the phone to his ear.
“Yes, Secretary Jo. It’s me.”
Shin Yoseph conducted the call with considerable courtesy.
“Please finalize the contract I mentioned yesterday. Get the product list from Daejeong Materials, and confirm what our Company needs as well.”
It was a contract worth tens of billions.
As Shin Yoseph proceeded with such a deal over a single phone call, he turned his gaze toward Kang Hyung-seok.
“And be sure to mention Manager Kang Hyung-seok. Tell him that friend proved quite capable.”
Shin Yoseph hung up and rested his chopsticks on the rim of his rice bowl.
“I kept my promise. The contract will be finalized by today.”
“Should I say thank you?”
Shin Yoseph chuckled.
“Do as you like. Anyway, I’ll be contacting you often from now on, so be prepared.”
“If you contact me over trivial matters, it won’t be fun.”
Kang Hyung-seok spoke while pointing with his chopsticks, but Shin Yoseph still wore a smile.
“You’re an expensive human resource—I can’t use you carelessly.”
Since it was a joke, Kang Hyung-seok nodded with a laughing expression.
Though it likely wouldn’t happen, if Shin Yoseph kept showing up unexpectedly like today, it would disrupt both work and daily life.
Clink.
After finishing my meal, I set down the rice bowl and spoke quietly.
“So what exactly is this thing you’re looking for?”
“If I knew its name, I would’ve exorcised it already.”
Shin Yoseph’s response came almost unconsciously.
If I thought about it even briefly, it meant we’d already crossed paths once before—and failed.
Perhaps it was connected to something the demon that had possessed the Boy had said.
Clink.
Setting down my chopsticks and bowl, I spoke in a low voice.
“To be honest, I don’t know much about demons.”
Shin Yoseph’s gaze turned toward me.
“Still, I’ll search too. If I discover anything, I’ll contact you.”
….
“Aren’t you going to say thank you?”
Shin Yoseph laughed heartily at my jesting remark.
“Do I really have to do that?”
“You’re washing the dishes.”
This one I said with complete sincerity.
“I cooked, didn’t I?”
It was then that Shin Yoseph began grumbling in disgust.
The Nun caught sight of him through the small window in the door and passed by with a faint smile.

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