An Office Worker Is Good At Exorcism - Chapter 91

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Chapter 90
Part 6. The Great Rise While the Small Fall (2)
Ten days later.
【Broadcast starting. 3… 2… 1】
Pop!
“Hello, everyone! My beloved viewers!”
[Welcome back.]
It’s been so long!
[But why are you alone?]
[Didn’t you say you met that person? Fake content as always?]
[Jujakchung ㅗㅗㅗ]
[Fake content bird, just disappear.]
[I posted it in the notice. The collaboration will be delayed. You guys don’t even read the notices and call it fake, you idiots.]
Yoon Sang gazed at the chat window with a faint smile.
That smile carried the depth of someone who had endured much and witnessed great trials, and gradually the turbulent chat began to settle.
[Did something happen?]
[Oppa’s expression looks really bad. ㅠ]
“Oh! No, it’s not that. I’ll explain everything to you, my beloved viewers.”
Yoon Sang glanced at the camera before continuing.
“First of all, I really did meet that person.”
[Ooooooo.]
[Without proof, what is it? Right, it’s fake.]
[Ugh, this fake content bird is so annoying.]
“That person was real. Real, truly, genuinely, for real.”
[???]
[For real?]
[Can you prove it?]
Yoon Sang sighed and organized in his mind everything that had happened in Gangneung.
Right—my lips wouldn’t come apart easily.
That man who used to lurk around the Haunted House participated in a shaman’s ritual, recorded the voice of a Dokkaebi, and witnessed a person possessed by the Great Goblin.
“Everyone, I’ll show you the evidence a bit further into the stream.”
[Ooooooooooooo!!]
[Insane. Insane. Can you really prove it?]
[This is crazy.]
[You’re the best, hyung!]
Rumors always spread fast.
The moment Yoon Sang mentioned he would show something, the word spread instantly, and countless viewers flooded into his broadcast.
“Man, that hyung really is impressive, I’ll give him that.”
Muttering to myself, I laughed silently before opening my mouth.
“First, let me tell you how I met that person. Listen carefully. It’ll be more entertaining than most experience stories out there.”
[Is the evidence you’re going to show related to that too?]
[Well, if it’s just some photo of the guy’s back, that’s pretty lame.]
[Ugh… that would be a real letdown.]
“No, it’s not. You really can’t imagine what it is. Seriously.”
Yoon Sang sank into memory and unraveled the events of that day.
Meeting Kang Hyung-seok for the first time at the Bus Stop.
How he panicked when Kang Hyung-seok didn’t recognize him and hid, then encountered him again while tailing him through the Village.
“…And then I showed that hyung a video. And he just headed straight up the Mountain. In the dead of night.”
[Creepy…]
[His guts are insane lol]
[But why do you call him hyung? Did you guys get that close?]
“Of course! We got really close. I’m serious. Really.”
[So why didn’t you do a collab stream?]
“Ah, well, we’re not quite at that level yet…”
[Lmaooo]
[Hahaha]
[Lol]
The viewers reacted sensitively to every little detail.
Though the stream had record-breaking viewership, both Yoon Sang and the viewers were so absorbed they didn’t notice how much they were focused on the broadcast.
You could say it was a stream filled with nothing but storytelling.
But since these were events Yoon Sang had experienced firsthand, and it was a story featuring Kang Hyung-seok—who had become the center of online attention—the sense of immediacy and entertainment was unparalleled.
“Now, I’m revealing this. It’s an audio file that hyung recorded directly inside the Cave. By the way, I only added audio processing to hyung’s voice. The Goblin’s voice I left completely unprocessed!”
[Ooooh.]
[Something big’s coming. Creepy…]
[Wow, this is insane. What is this.]
[My grandma has spiritual sensitivity and suddenly came running from the Inner Room. She asked what on earth I was listening to. Creepy…]
[Even my dog at home started barking and freaking out. What is this really.]
[Wait, I think I heard a female voice too just now?]
“Everyone, this isn’t the end. Let me replay this part with the volume turned up. Listen carefully.”
[Oh man.]
[Scariest thing this year.]
[Was that someone begging to be saved? Creepy…]
[This is legendary. Seriously.]
An explosive reaction erupted.
There were plenty of comments saying it was scary, but these were people who gathered because they loved horror anyway.
The warm and joyful atmosphere seemed like it would continue until the broadcast ended.
“And we performed a séance, which is a ritual to summon a Goblin. Wow, but it actually worked.”
[Creepy…]
[Really? Do you have video?]
[No, he said earlier that was the only evidence.]
[Other broadcasters are posting notices saying they’ll visit that village directly. They’re saying they’re going to verify if it’s real.]
[The way he lifted that spoon was insane.]
[But what happened to the possessed person?]
Faced with an endless barrage of viewer reactions, Yoon Sang laughed brightly.
“That person was possessed and ate raw pig intestines with their bare hands.”
Yoon Sang didn’t realize it.
What impact his words would have.
Clatter.
Shin Jung-ah, who had been watching the broadcast on her phone while eating ramen, dropped her chopsticks.
“What, what?”
Her face turned pale from the shock, but Yoon Sang on the screen remained utterly cheerful.
“He was impressive. It couldn’t have been acting because just watching it made you feel sick, you know? Raw intestines. With that fishy smell. But he was just devouring it like someone who hadn’t eaten in days….”
Shin Jung-ah, who had been frozen like stone, quickly covered her mouth.
Then she ran into the bathroom in tears.
***
Vroom.
Kang Hyung-seok drove toward Lee Geum-kyung.
His expression appeared calm and serene, but his eyes gleamed with vitality.
He had grown through experiencing great trials, and he was delighted to receive Lee Geum-kyung’s contact.
‘The spirit blade is complete.’
He heard that the Blacksmith had personally delivered it to Lee Geum-kyung at dawn and left.
It would have been nice to see his face.
Perhaps he felt sorry for threatening Kang Hyung-seok with a sickle, for he departed in haste.
Click.
After parking the car on the flat ground in front of the Shamanic Temple, he got out carrying two shopping bags from the passenger seat.
“Young Master!”
Chung-geum greeted him the moment he stepped out of the car, and upon seeing the shopping bags in his hands, she asked with a puzzled expression.
“What are these?”
“I brought some gifts.”
“Oh! You didn’t need to come empty-handed….”
“How could I do that? There are clothes for Chung-geum here, and snacks that the Master enjoys.”
As Kang Hyung-seok handed over the shopping bags, she appeared deeply moved.
“I will treasure these.”
“Just wear them comfortably. They’re not expensive.”
“What are you saying?”
Chung-geum smiled as if the gesture meant more to her than the new clothes themselves.
Then she moved with Kang Hyung-seok to Lee Geum-kyung’s quarters and knocked on the door.
“Master, the Young Master has arrived.”
“Come in.”
“Yes!”
Chung-geum opened the door wide, and Lee Geum-kyung greeted the two visitors with a gentle smile.
“Thank you for coming.”
“Not at all, Master.”
Kang Hyung-seok removed his shoes and took a seat before Lee Geum-kyung.
Chung-geum brought tea as she always did, and when the fragrant aroma of green tea filled the room, Lee Geum-kyung extended an envelope toward him.
“What is this…?”
“The one who forged the spirit blade asked me to deliver it to you.”
A letter.
Kang Hyung-seok accepted the envelope with both hands and withdrew its contents.
The stationery was folded with perfect precision, as though it had never been opened before, bearing not a single crease.
Rustle.
As he unfolded the letter, he began to read the words pressed firmly into the paper, one by one.
To the Dharma Master.
The letter began thus.
I must first apologize for my ignorance and rudeness toward my benefactor. Much time has already passed since you came to the aid of my daughter.
She has now recovered fully and been discharged from the hospital.
When I consider the effort and compassion you have shown toward my daughter and myself, no amount of gratitude could ever suffice.
With that gratitude in my heart, I have forged a spirit blade from cloud iron, hoping it will be of service to you.
May divine protection accompany you, and may you be spared from all harm.
I will carry the memory of your kindness in my heart for the rest of my life.
The letter was unpolished.
The sentences were not eloquent.
Yet the emotion contained within them ran deep and true.
Crinkle.
As Kang Hyung-seok folded the letter again, his face brimming with profound feeling, Lee Geum-kyung spoke.
“Such is the nature of our work.”
“This is the first time I have received a letter like this.”
An experience uncommon in this modern age.
And because of that, it moves the heart and stirs the mind.
Understanding that sentiment, Lee Geum-kyung offered a soft smile.
“We save lives. From time to time, we receive letters such as these.”
Kang Hyung-seok cradled the letter carefully in his hands as he replied.
“Yes.”
“You saved two people.”
“What I did was insignificant.”
“You rescued their lives and pulled them from despair.”
“…”
“That is your path.”
I know it is not an easy one.
And I know it is not something just anyone can do.
I understood that this was also a matter that required gravity and deliberation.
“I will keep it in mind.”
Then came the next moment.
“So you hammered the spirit iron day and night without rest.”
Lee Geum-kyung spoke in a gentle and familiar tone, like a grandmother.
“Your heart was poured into it. With blessings woven throughout, it has become a complete divine artifact—this is your karma.”
Karma carries the meaning of fate and destiny.
It meant the achievement born from Kang Hyung-seok’s effort, and that the divine artifact had been perfected through this connection.
Kang Hyung-seok nodded with a heavy expression, and Lee Geum-kyung extended a box wrapped in cloth.
There was no need to ask what it was.
It was a divine blade.
A sacred artifact that the Blacksmith had forged by hammering spirit iron day and night for ten days to save Kang Hyung-seok, who had rescued him and his daughter.
“Unwrap it. It is yours.”
Kang Hyung-seok carefully reached out his hand, while Chung-geum, sitting with her back against the wall, sent a gaze brimming with anticipation.
Swish, swish.
Kang Hyung-seok’s movements as he unwrapped the cloth were deliberate.
Once all the knots were undone, an elegant birch wood box was revealed, and Kang Hyung-seok exchanged a glance with Lee Geum-kyung before lifting the lid.
Within lay the divine blade.
“May I draw it?”
“It is yours—you need not ask my permission.”
Kang Hyung-seok withdrew the divine blade from the box and grasped it.
It emanated an elegant yet extraordinary presence.
The scabbard and handle were crafted from jujube wood, while the tsuba—the decorative guard between scabbard and handle—was wrought from silver.
The length was slightly shorter than a forearm.
Shing.
He drew the blade slightly, then immediately stopped.
Then he met Lee Geum-kyung’s gaze.
He asked with his eyes whether it was acceptable to draw the blade fully, and Lee Geum-kyung answered with a nod.
“Haaah.”
Kang Hyung-seok clenched his teeth and began to draw the divine blade with utmost care.

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