If You Are Suited for the Villain's Secretary - Chapter 6

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If the Villain’s Secretary Suits Me
Chapter 6
As expected, Jeremy Sand’s face crumpled instantly.
“Don’t you understand what I mean by not slacking off?”
“Oh, I can’t walk around inside the Merchant Guild either?”
“Stop poking around here and there for no reason, and act like a proper trainee—sit still! And in the first place, as a trainee, the only spaces you’re freely allowed to enter are the Restroom, the Break Room, and this Office!”
“Oh my, I didn’t know since you never told me.”
“That’s right! Places like the Document Storage Room or the Conference Room—even I can’t enter them freely! The Director holds all the keys!”
Well, I genuinely hadn’t known that.
That man Aden is truly insufferable. Couldn’t he at least leave a door unlocked?
As I stood there with a vacant expression, Jeremy Sand, who had been huffing indignantly, was about to say something more.
“…What is this? Did you organize these documents?”
Jeremy Sand’s brow furrowed as he examined the papers I had carefully sorted and classified.
Oh no. I relaxed my gaze slightly and tilted my head in confusion.
“Organize? Is what I did actually organizing? I just left them as my hands happened to place them.”
“As your hands happened to place them? But this is…”
Beep—
Jeremy Sand’s words cut off with the signal tone.
“Yes, yes. Yes, I’m heading out now, hehe. Of course. I’ll arrive without delay. The work is naturally proceeding without any issues…”
It must have been a call coming through a communication device.
Magical engineering products were already expensive, and portable versions like this were especially rare, so I’d wondered what he had plugged into his ear.
Jeremy Sand, who had been obsequious toward whoever was on the other end of the device, glanced back at me several times before leaving.
Now that the person who would have interrupted me was gone, I resumed flipping through the documents.
‘The establishment date of 【Ronen Logistics Agency】…’
But I didn’t need to search hard to figure it out.
This type of Shell Company scheme
‘Six months ago.’
is impossible without an insider.
A Shell Company established six months ago, coinciding with his employment.
The hurried gesture of covering the desk.
An expensive miniature communication device that didn’t match a salaried worker’s income.
‘…So you’re the culprit.’
[Jeremy Sand]
Everyone who approved the charges billed by 【Ronen Logistics Agency】 was Jeremy Sand.
I closed my eyes tightly as I stared at his seal stamped densely across the documents.
‘It seems he’s not just taking a little kickback. He created a ghost company to embezzle everything himself.’
Is he insane?
My blood boiled even though it wasn’t my money.
That was understandable—during my time working at 【Mason Merchant Guild】, I’d occasionally witnessed cases like this.
Fortunately, I’d caught them before contracts were finalized, so an incident had never occurred, but how could I view kindly those who deliberately deceived others to gain illicit profit?
I wanted nothing more than to report Jeremy Sand’s misconduct immediately.
But.
‘…What happens to my “becoming the worst employee” project then?’
If I uncovered the company’s corruption on my first day of work, wouldn’t anyone acknowledge my competence?
Even that fastidious Aden!
I wish I’d never found out.
But now that I know, turning a blind eye to such misconduct weighs too heavily on my conscience.
Whether Aden is a mastermind and a villain is secondary. At least in this matter, everyone at La Mar is a victim.
‘This is driving me crazy, seriously.’
I’d brought a sandwich in my lunchbox, but I had no appetite.
After staring blankly at the file folders for a while, I hauled myself up with effort.
Right, better to do something than sit idle.
“Let me clean. Maybe sweeping and wiping will clear my head a bit.”
I carefully organized the documents and returned them to the cabinet, then grasped the long broom.
Swish— swish—
Watching the sparse dust scatter away, my thoughts did indeed become clearer.
‘Come to think of it, that bastard Jeremy Sand wasn’t at La Mar a year later. With something this obvious, Aden will eventually find out.’
It’s only a matter of time before the Shell Company is exposed.
From my experience, con artists like that don’t quit while they’re ahead.
They keep going “just one more time,” until they finally get caught.
When Aden catches them, they’ll suffer far more than what they’ve stolen, so justice will be served soon enough anyway.
But I won’t just rely on time.
‘I could casually drop hints while pretending to know nothing… or I could send an anonymous tip after I’m fired. Once my safety is secured, I can manage at least that much.’
Staying completely silent troubles my conscience.
It was the best solution I could devise after wracking my brain.
‘For now, I won’t say anything!’
Still, reaching a conclusion eased my mind somewhat.
“But seriously, they’ve got some nerve. If you’re going to pull something like this, shouldn’t you at least pick your targets carefully?”
Creak—
As I swept the corridor while muttering, I suddenly tilted my head.
Where had all the dust I’d swept up gone?
Bending down, I let out a small sound of realization.
‘There’s a gap in the floor here. …Wait?’
It was right in front of the Document Storage Room.
When I stepped on the wooden floorboard that creaked softly, it shifted subtly beneath my weight.
Through the gap that had formed, I could faintly make out something that looked like a metal structure.
“This looks like a secret passage?”
As I pondered this, realization struck me.
‘Oh, that’s right. When that creaking sound happened, Jeremy Sand yelled at me not to wander around, didn’t he?’
He’d been whining about not being able to enter the Document Storage Room either.
I let out a quiet chuckle. I could vividly picture how frustrated that hot-tempered, quick-to-anger Jeremy Sand must have been while digging this secret tunnel.
‘But all the Shell Company documents were in the office cabinet.’
Why would Jeremy Sand need this tunnel?
I was just tapping at the gap with the bristles of my broom when it happened.
“Hey!”
Crash!
Jeremy Sand came rushing in with the sound of the door bursting open.
His face was flushed crimson, and he was trembling with rage—like an enraged bull.
What? What’s wrong with him?
“What are you doing right now?”
“Pardon? Me? As you can see, I was just cleaning….”
“Cleaning my foot! I saw the whole thing—you deliberately stepping on the floorboards and smirking about it! I had a bad feeling, so I came back quickly, and thank goodness I did.”
Ah. Now that I thought about it, there had been a window in the middle of the hallway.
He must have been hiding beneath it, watching me clean with a sinister gaze while I was unaware.
But wait, hold on.
“That’s exactly why I thought something was off from the moment you organized those documents. ‘Randomly’? If you’d truly organized them randomly, you would have sorted them by color, but instead you arranged them by date of entry! In such a short time!”
The words ‘So you knew all this time and still managed your documents like that?’ hovered on my lips, but I couldn’t bring myself to say them.
This is definitely….
“Who sent you?”
“I’m sorry?”
“Who sent you?! Was it the Chairman? Did he send you to spy on me?”
“I, I think there’s been some misunderstanding. The Chairman—who is that…?”
But Jeremy Sand, who clearly had no intention of listening to my explanation, rolled up his sleeves.
“You’re going to keep playing innocent? Fine! Let’s see what you’ve got!”
What are you going to do, you madman?!
I never intended to betray you!
***
Meanwhile.
Luther, who had stepped out on an errand, walked through the streets and found himself murmuring absently.
“Ahh. A refreshing glass of cold beer—perfect weather for it.”
The moment the words left his mouth, he felt a piercing gaze.
Luther, caught red-handed, waved his hand dismissively and laughed with practiced ease.
“Ah, I was merely speaking hypothetically, sir. Surely you don’t think I’d actually drink during work hours? Especially not right in front of you?”
“That sounds more like you’d do it the moment I wasn’t looking.”
“What kind of man do you take me for? Of course, with the sun blazing down like this, I may have entertained the thought—just a little.”
Luther glanced slyly at Aden, who stubbornly maintained his formal suit buttoned all the way up despite the early summer heat.
“I’m a man who considers consequences, sir. I don’t do things that are obviously going to get caught. After all, there are no ‘secrets’ in the Empire that you don’t know about, are there?”
“That’s a rational assessment.”
There were quite a few vendor stalls selling refreshing beverages scattered along the street.
But Aden didn’t spare them a glance, instead drawing a hip flask from his pocket and adding slowly.
“Unlike a certain ‘someone’ at the company who seems completely oblivious to that fact.”

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