If You Are Suited for the Villain's Secretary - Chapter 7

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If the Villain’s Secretary Suits Me
Chapter 7
His voice cut through the air like a blade—cold, sharp, and utterly devoid of warmth.
Aden took a sip from his hip flask, tucked it back into his jacket, and started walking ahead.
From experience, it was best not to press further in moments like these. Luther followed quietly, reading the room, though he found himself studying Aden’s back with an oddly nostalgic feeling.
‘The Director is twenty-four now… which means I’ve known him for a decade already.’
Luther’s mind drifted to the first moment they’d met.
He remembered thinking the boy was remarkably unchildlike.
It wasn’t merely his towering height compared to other boys his age. The real issue was his eyes.
Those violet irises overflowed with such venom and malice that nothing else remained—when that boy first spoke, his words were:
“I want revenge.”
Luther, who had just opened his one-man Information Guild, found himself flustered and asked in return:
“R-revenge? Revenge is fine, sure. But… against whom?”
The answer was masterful.
“Against every noble in this nation.”
It was clearly a troublesome request that would take years to fulfill.
Yet Luther accepted it—accepted the boy.
His organization back then was barely more than an errand service, despite the grandiose name of Information Guild.
That boy had transformed it into something extraordinary.
Luther knew his own limits well. Handing over the position of Guild Master to Aden had been his own decision.
‘Everyone has a role that suits them, after all. The right person should handle the work. That’s just how it is.’
Yet sometimes, he wondered.
After a decade, Aden had learned to mask the fury and poison in his eyes with a smooth facade, but…
‘What will he do once his revenge is complete?’
Does he even want anything beyond revenge?
But Luther couldn’t ask. There would be no answer if he did.
‘Not because he refuses to answer… probably because he doesn’t know himself.’
Lost in these uncharacteristically wistful thoughts, Luther suddenly stopped as he watched Aden’s back.
“It would be wise to stop dwelling on useless memories from the past.”
“Huh? No, how did you—?”
Does he have eyes in the back of his head?
Even if he did, he couldn’t possibly read my thoughts, could he?
Bewildered, Luther felt a bag nudge against his chest. Only then did he realize they’d arrived at the Conference Room.
“I simply deduced it. You followed quietly without your usual complaints about the heat. And there’s this.”
“Ah, the surveillance magic artifact installed in the office?”
“Correct. Watch from the Waiting Room while I’m in the meeting. Report anything unusual.”
Without waiting for a response, Aden turned and entered the Conference Room.
Left alone, Luther shrugged and followed the staff member to the Waiting Room.
The staff member gave him a look that seemed to question why his supposed attendant wasn’t entering with him.
‘Well, I’m not really his attendant anyway, so what does it matter.’
In a word, Luther was a “fixer.”
The art of conversation? Why would I need that? All I have to do is crack my knuckles once and everyone spills their secrets.
But today’s meeting was one Luther didn’t need to attend.
Yet the reason he came along with Aden for this outside appointment was simple.
“Obviously, I need to step away so the spies feel bold enough to make their move.”
Once the employee left and Luther closed the door, he let out a satisfied grunt and opened his document case.
Immediately, multiple angles of the office appeared on display.
Luther smirked, recalling the magical device Jeremy had unknowingly triggered—one Aden had secretly installed the moment Jeremy joined six months ago.
“That fool Jeremy has no idea this thing exists. He’s been playing his little games blind.”
Aden had already uncovered Jeremy’s backer long ago.
But instead of exposing his identity, Aden chose to observe.
The reason was simple.
“We wait. We let Jeremy and his handler dig their graves deeper and deeper.”
That way, we can bury them cleanly.
Evidence? Already overflowing. We’ve already mapped the money flows we were after.
But yesterday, Aden decided to give Jeremy a few more weeks of rope.
“So you wanted to see how Jeremy would handle the ‘new spy’?”
The “new spy” Luther mentioned was, of course, Iliana Grecia—the probationary secretary who started today.
If Jeremy showed signs of making contact with Iliana, they’d be working together, and we’d identify Iliana’s backer in one stroke. But if Jeremy treated her with suspicion instead?
Then what?
“Even if Jeremy’s an idiot, a spy is still a spy. He’ll dig into who sent the probationer, and we just sit back and collect the results.”
Looking at the screen, it seemed to be the latter. Jeremy was openly hostile toward Iliana.
Moreover, Iliana’s face was wet when she returned from the restroom. Had he made her cry?
‘Still, Iliana seemed so different from Jeremy—cheerful, kind… No, no. What am I thinking?’
Luther shook his head and continued watching the screen.
Iliana, who had been reading documents, suddenly stood up with purpose and grabbed a broom.
And then?
“She found the tunnel Jeremy dug in one go? Damn it, this one’s definitely a spy too…”
Was my eye for people really that off?
Luther, feeling oddly deflated, suddenly shot to his feet.
“What the—?!”
At that same moment, the waiting room door opened.
“The meeting’s over. Shall we head back to the Guild now…? What are you doing?”
“L-L-Look at this!”
Luther thrust the case directly in front of Aden’s eyes.
And for good reason.
“They’re fighting?!”
I thought they’d just trade barbs at most!
The two people on screen were engaged in a full-blown physical brawl.
Never did I expect such chaos on Iliana’s very first day.
Luther turned his head. Wait, surely Aden didn’t overlook even this…?
“I didn’t anticipate this.”
Well, it seemed he had anticipated it after all.
For someone who claimed not to have foreseen it, he muttered with remarkably composed tone, but his next instruction came swiftly.
“Let’s return to the Merchant Guild. Quickly.”
Throughout the hurried journey back to the Merchant Guild, Luther’s mind was unusually turbulent.
Of course, it was fortunate for us that spies would fight and destroy themselves, but!
‘Is Jeremy insane?!’
No matter how conscienceless a man was, how could he lay hands on a woman so much younger and smaller than himself!
I’d known he was garbage, but he was the kind of garbage that couldn’t even be recycled.
Bang!
Luther burst through the company door trembling with fury, and the sight that greeted him was….
A completely destroyed corridor, and
“Oh, you’re back.”
“….”
“Well, you see, what happened was…”
Jeremy lying face-down unconscious, and
“I had a slight altercation with Jeremy.”
“…I understand that, but what exactly was our trainee secretary doing…?”
“In case he wakes up and causes trouble again, it would be a problem. …So I was tying him up, ahem, you see.”
There was Iliana Grecia, adjusting her glasses while in the middle of binding him with rope.
***
Exactly ten minutes earlier.
“Fine, good! Let’s see what you’ve got!”
“Wait, please calm down first….”
Before I could finish speaking, Jeremy lunged at me.
But.
“What, what?”
Jeremy’s hands, which had clearly been about to strangle my neck, uselessly slashed through empty air.
Who knew that experience evading debt collectors would prove useful at a time like this?
The moment I saw Jeremy’s hands coming up, I quickly bent my waist and cried out.
“Let’s talk this through, talk! Chairman or whatever, I’ve never even seen such a person!”
Of course I’d never seen him, but I had a feeling I knew who he was. It had been mentioned in the original work.
‘So Jeremy is from 【Crimson】!’
But the word “chairman” seemed to be Jeremy’s reverse scale.
“Don’t lie! You said you knew nothing, so how did you dodge my hand so quickly? Ha!”
“So you expect me to just stand there and take it when someone swings at me?! It’s not that I’m fast—you’re just slow!”

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