Exorcism Specialist Company: Ghost Soul Trading - Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

‘Good grief.’
The moment I stepped inside, I couldn’t help but flinch once more.
One entire wall of the Manager’s Office was lined with weapons.
Rifles and sniper rifles, crescent-moon blades and spears, swords, throwing stars—
It appeared that at least one specimen of every type of weapon, regardless of era or category, hung there.
And on the desk where he appeared to work, the nameplate read “Manager Cha Jun-ho.”
“The Founder’s grandson, I hear! Ah! I’ll speak casually with you—that’s alright, isn’t it?”
He gestured toward the small reception table positioned in the center.
It was a signal to sit.
Once I sat, he took the seat across from me.
“The Founder. Ah, yes.”
“Heh. The Founder was truly a remarkable man. I joined the Training Team when he was building the company and worked alongside him. Remarkable. To think I’d meet his grandson. It’s quite moving, truly.”
“Ah, yes.”
I had nothing to say in response.
“So, you’ve done some exorcism work before?”
“Exorcism…? What do you mean by that?”
“You don’t know what exorcism is? That’s surprising. Have you read the Guihon Records?”
“I have.”
“What did you think?”
“To be honest, it seemed like a fantasy novel. The content was quite unscientific and strange.”
I knew it was ironic for someone who could see ghosts to say such a thing, but given how far things had already gone, I felt I should answer honestly.
Manager Cha Jun-ho nodded at my response.
“Okay. Once you get some fieldwork under your belt, you’ll pick up the practical skills quickly. Being the Founder’s grandson, you might even finish the training period that normally takes others six months in just one month.”
Manager Cha Jun-ho gestured for me to stand.
I didn’t quite understand what he meant.
I grasped that my grandfather was the Founder, but it was the word “exorcism” he’d just mentioned that confused me.
Manager Cha Jun-ho suddenly moved beside me, linked his arm through mine, and led me out of the office.
Before I knew it, I found myself standing in front of the Manager’s Office, guided by his hand.
“Now, now! Everyone, pay attention!”
Manager Cha Jun-ho called out in a booming voice.
At that, everyone who had been working busily turned their attention toward him and me.
Suddenly embarrassed, I smiled awkwardly and gave a respectful bow.
“Here’s Kim Tae-woo, who will be joining our Guihon Trading Training Team starting today! Everyone, give him a warm welcome!”
At those words, everyone applauded.
But in their eyes, I could sense they were eager to finish the greeting and return to their work.
I felt the same way when I worked at Siren.
“If there’s anything you don’t understand, everyone here will explain it well. The HR department didn’t specify a separate training period, but you should adapt quickly, so I’ll have you learn the actual work right away. Yoon Ye-rim will be your mentor.”
“Yes, understood.”
Yoon Ye-rim nodded in acknowledgment.
“Everyone’s busy, right? You all can introduce yourselves on your own. Get to work. And Yoon, prepare Kim for a solo field orientation right away.”
“Yes.”
Cha Jun-ho waved his hand and walked into his office alone.
I stood there awkwardly, left alone for a moment.
Yoon Ye-rim gestured for me to return to my seat, watching me with an amused expression.
I carefully sat down and observed the other employees around me.
I noticed people carrying guns and swords, conversing casually or heading out on field assignments.
“You don’t see any ghosts here, do you?”
She asked with a smile.
In that instant, I seemed to grasp something, my eyes widening as I looked around.
In a place with so many people, not seeing a single ghost—this was my first time experiencing that.
Wherever I went, whoever I was with, various forms of ghosts had always surrounded me.
But here, I couldn’t see any ghosts anywhere.
This was the first time in my entire life that I’d experienced such “cleanliness.”
“Yes. I really don’t see any.”
I answered almost reflexively, then asked in shock moments later.
“Wait. Are you saying what I’ve been seeing all this time are real ghosts?”
“Yes. Everyone here sees them too.”
“They’re real?”
“Of course. But they wouldn’t dare show themselves here. If they did, their heads would fly off immediately.”
She added with a smile.
The moment I heard those words, I recalled the contents written in the Ghost Record.
“Wait. Could it be that the people here are actually the ones who catch ghosts, just like what’s written in that Ghost Record? For real? Seriously?”
“Yes. Seriously.”
Yoon Ye-rim said.
“So when you mentioned exorcism earlier… shamans and exorcist priests do that kind of work at a company like this?”
I waved my hand dismissively.
From my perspective, someone who’d only ever aspired to a normal office job, this was absurd.
A normal trading company in the heart of Seoul catching ghosts.
While the atmosphere was certainly strange, I couldn’t simply accept that this was a company full of exorcists who hunted ghosts.
It didn’t make scientific sense—!
“You’ll understand once you experience it yourself.”
Yoon Ye-rim muttered, scratching her cheek.
At that moment, the man sitting next to Yoon Ye-rim interjected abruptly.
He wore glasses and had a somewhat irritable appearance, with prominent cheekbones and a lean frame that suggested a very sensitive temperament.
“Why explain so much? Just send him to the field like the manager said. Then he’ll figure something out. You know, that school the new recruits from Team 1 went to recently? Send him there.”
“Ah, yes, understood, Manager.”
Yoon Ye-rim responded to the man’s words and took a seat.
She then wrote something on a sticky note and handed it to me.
“Once the sun sets today, go to this address and photograph whatever is on the second floor.”
I accepted the sticky note almost reflexively.
It bore the address of an Abandoned School nestled in a remote mountain village at the edge of Gangwon Province.
“Kim. About that Abandoned School—you don’t need to come in here until you’ve photographed whatever is on the second floor.”
The Male Manager standing beside Yoon Ye-rim spoke while staring at his computer and typing something.
“Yes, yes? Photograph this place?”
“That’s right. The entire intern training program is basically that anyway.”
“Ah, ah… Yes, understood.”
I pocketed the sticky note and grabbed the box containing the camera equipment.
“Then I’ll be on my way.”
After bowing, I headed out of the company building.
Yoon Ye-rim watched me descend in the elevator, then asked the Manager a question.
“Manager. Isn’t it rather dangerous for a new hire to go to that Abandoned School alone? The other new hires at least go in groups of three or four.”
“Dangerous, sure. But if the Founder’s grandson can’t handle this, he shouldn’t be a manager or anything else—he should just leave the company.”
The Manager responded firmly.
Yet Yoon Ye-rim still seemed worried, her expression clouded with concern.

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After leaving the company, I stood for a moment and searched for directions to the address.
‘I’ll go to the terminal and take an express bus…’
As I was pondering this, a black sedan pulled up in front of me.
It was Lee Seung-hun, the driver.
He stepped out from the driver’s seat and immediately opened the rear door for me.
“Young master. Where are you headed? I’ll give you a ride.”
At Seung-hun’s words, I tilted my head in confusion.
“Huh? Were you waiting for me?”
“Yes. I was waiting for your departure time. It looks like you have an outside assignment, so please get in.”
“Ah, yes, okay.”
As I climbed in, Seung-hun returned to the driver’s seat and immediately started the car.
“Do you know where we’re going?”
He asked from the driver’s seat.
“No. I have no idea.”
Seung-hun answered while looking at me through the rearview mirror.
“Sigh.”
I had no choice but to head there, feeling both uneasy and afraid of what awaited me.

After two hours of continuous driving, I arrived at the Abandoned School.
As an ominous wind howled around me, I stood before the school gate and scratched my cheek.
So the first test for the Training Team at the trading company was to film this Abandoned School safely and return.
It made no sense.
Even if it was truly a company that hunted and slayed ghosts like those recorded in the Guihon ledger, I couldn’t fathom what purpose this served.
‘Do I really have to do this?’
Such thoughts crossed my mind, but when I considered that my grandfather was the Founder of a company recording 750 billion won in annual sales, and that this company would eventually fall into my hands after I gained practical experience, I couldn’t simply give up.
It was already difficult enough to work elsewhere because of my ability to see spirits.
“Ah, I’ll just go in, snap some photos quickly, and be done with it.”
I opened the camera app on my phone and gripped the Guihon Blade in one hand.
I wasn’t sure if it could actually slay ghosts, but I needed that much confidence to muster courage.
“Huff.”
I took a deep breath and passed through the open school gate, stepping into the weed-choked Schoolyard.
Whiiiiing, whiiiiiiing—
A fierce wind swept across the grounds.
I narrowed my eyes and looked around as I continued forward.
“Besides, I can see ghosts too. I’ve dealt with plenty of them already, you bastards. If you’re going to show yourselves, then do it.”
I spoke with false bravado.
Crunch—crunch—crunch—
My footsteps sounded loud.
It was the sound of trampling weeds.
“….”
It felt as though a ghost could leap out from anywhere.
For a moment, the faces of the ghosts that had startled me before flashed before my eyes like a lantern show.
If those creatures came at me aggressively here as well, I would have no choice but to be greatly frightened.
The only saving grace was that I held the Guihon Blade, which supposedly could slay ghosts.
Though I had no faith in its effectiveness whatsoever, I moved forward with nothing but the hope that it might actually work.
Crunch—crunch—crunch—squelch—
As I continued walking forward—
Something strange pressed beneath my foot.
Startled, I looked down.
“Gasp!”
What I saw was a ghost’s head lying on the ground, staring directly at me.
Pale white skin with eyes the size of peanuts.
And nostrils gaping wide open where a nose should have been.
The ghost’s teeth chattered rapidly—click-click—as it looked at me.
Simultaneously, red capillaries spread rapidly across the whites of both eyes, and tears of blood began to flow.
Squelch—
Suddenly, a pale white arm burst from the ground and seized my ankle.
The protruding arm was covered with cockroaches and centipedes that crawled into my pants.
Creep—creep—creep—
The bizarre sensation startled me, and I stumbled backward in alarm.
“Ugh!”
Without even considering the thought of stabbing the ghost with my blade, I simply bolted in panic.
Thus my first attempt ended with me barely reaching the Schoolyard before fleeing.

* * *

Back home, I entered my room while trying to calm my racing heart.
Lee Seung-hun followed me in, his hands clasped respectfully as he asked a question.
“I’ve heard that you possess spiritual sight like our Founder did. You’ve been seeing ghosts since childhood, yet you were so frightened—why is that?”
Though he hadn’t followed me into my panic, it was clear he understood perfectly well why I had fled.
“No matter how much I see them, I never get used to ghosts. You make it sound so simple. Honestly.”
I waved my hand dismissively in response.
“If you make good use of the Guihon Blade, wouldn’t there be a solution? In life, the Founder always trained with both the Guihon Blade and the Blood Crimson Blade.”
“Training, you say?”
I stared intently at the Guihon Blade.
Then I slowly drew the sword.

Shhhhhhh—

Along with its substantial weight, I felt a tingling sensation flow from my fingertips through every nerve in my body.
And as a strange fighting spirit awakened within me, I found myself wanting to wield this blade properly.
“Is there an open space somewhere?”
“There’s a small gymnasium in the Backyard where the Chairman used to train. Follow me.”
Following Lee Seung-hun’s guidance, I headed to the Backyard with the Guihon Blade in hand.
There stood various exercise equipment and wooden training dummies necessary for martial arts practice.
I positioned myself among them and began swinging the blade.

Guihon Trading Company Chapter 3

Author
Cha Woo-rens
Publisher
Daon Creative
Planning / Editing / Production
Yoon Tae-ri
Cover Design
Lee Chi

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