I'm a C-Class, but All the S-Classes Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 24

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Episode 24
I didn’t need to turn around to understand.
Why he had approached me.
When I gave no reaction, the man’s voice came from slightly closer.
“Could you spare me a moment?”
“…Why?”
I played dumb, answering curtly. At that, the man lowered his voice even further.
“The Chairman wishes to see you.”
Ah.
I couldn’t suppress a hollow laugh.
As I turned slowly, a man came into view—expressionless, standing rigidly as he looked down at me.
‘Changed again already?’
I’d never seen him before.
Truly, he had a temperament to match his pickiness.
My gaze drifted naturally past his shoulder.
When I simply remained still, the man opened his mouth once more.
“Let’s go before this becomes difficult.”
It was a hurried request dressed in courtesy.
This man before me carried a presence stronger than the Hunters clearing the scene. It was easy enough to tell whom he took orders from.
Because of that, I felt the sidelong glances from those around us, though they tried to hide them.
‘Relentless, truly.’
Fighting here would gain me nothing.
I resigned myself to it, exhaled a short breath, and nodded. The man then turned without hesitation and led the way.
‘His personality too…like master, like servant, I suppose.’
We moved carefully along the far side of the warning line, avoiding the center of the Plaza.
I moved as one of the Hunters caught up in the chaos, looking like someone being escorted away by the Association.
[ The Guardian of Tae Won drove his greatsword into the ground with a sigh, then lay back on the sofa as if he’d given up, closing his eyes. ]
My feet stopped abruptly. Reflected in the darkly tinted window was my own face, rigid with tension.
A click sounded as the rear door opened, and I passed the man holding it ajar without a word.
As I folded myself into the car, external noise cut off and heavy silence descended.
After a moment, a voice I recognized—and despised—broke the stillness.
“Pathetic.”
It was the first thing the person sitting behind the front passenger seat said as he looked me over briefly.
There was not a trace of concern or relief in those words or his tone.
Only a cold gaze, as if appraising a flaw.
“…I apologize.”
There was no need to add the word “father.” We never referred to each other closely enough to be called family.
“Drive.”
At his curt instruction, the car began to move smoothly.
The discomfort that permeated the interior showed no sign of lifting.
I glanced sideways for a moment. His eyes remained fixed on his Tablet, never turning toward me.
[ The Guardian of Tae Won said sharply that if this were the case, they weren’t blood relatives but enemies, and that the contractor should never give ground like this. ]
So I didn’t bother speaking either.
It was painfully awkward, but also familiar.
* * *
Korea Awakener Association Headquarters.
The towering building rose as if to pierce the sky, serving as a landmark of Seocho-dong itself. From a distance, it emanated a cold aura that set it apart from the surrounding buildings.
Our car glided down into the underground parking garage, following the light.
It didn’t go far before stopping—not in the general section, but the VIP-only area.
“Get out.”
A command came forth.
As expected, the door on his side opened from the outside.
I watched him exit for a moment, then opened my door and stepped out of the car.
‘I wish we’d gone home instead.’
Given the circumstances, I’d expected we might come here, but the air of this place—which I hadn’t visited in ages—pressed down on me far more heavily than it had in the car.
“Is something the matter?”
Ah.
‘I don’t want to be here,’ I’d been thinking without realizing it.
My steps had faltered as I followed him, so the man who appeared to be his aide addressed me.
“It’s nothing.”
I answered him and took the lead out the door.
Even as we rode the elevator to the top floor afterward, no words passed among the three of us.
Only the faint hum of machinery filled the silence.
Ding. The elevator doors slid open with a chime, revealing a wide corridor. Then the sharp click of dress shoes echoed across the marble floor.
I kept my eyes on my father’s resolute stride and followed slowly behind him.
When we reached the end of the hallway, a double-door entrance of obvious luxury stood before us, radiating an almost oppressive weight.
I found myself instinctively looking up.
Chairman’s Office.
The moment I saw those four letters on the nameplate, my breath caught.
“Come in.”
Without looking back, my father stepped through the doorway with practiced ease.
[ The Guardian of Tae Won, speaking earnestly, picks up the picket with the contractor’s name written on it, saying they should throw even a teacup if need be. ]
That’s why I can never bring myself to hate the Guardian of Tae Won.
I drew a short breath and followed him inside.
‘Nothing’s changed.’
The moment I crossed the threshold, a sprawling office opened before me. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling window that occupied an entire wall, the densely packed buildings of Seocho-dong stretched out below in miniature.
Somewhere in Seoul was chaos, yet here—impossibly, uncannily—all was tranquility.
My father walked toward the desk positioned before the window. I followed behind him, coming to a stop near the inner edge of it.
‘If anyone saw me like this, they’d think I was an Illusionist.’
There I stood with my hands clasped before me like a criminal, head slightly bowed.
It was a habit—or perhaps a compulsion—that dictated my bearing whenever I stood before my father.
Clack.
Then his tablet came down hard onto the desk. He settled into his chair and crossed his legs with deliberate ease, fixing me with his gaze.
Those black eyes that met mine held not a shred of warmth.
Nothing. I felt nothing at all.
As always.
“Explain yourself.”
His voice, pitched low, seemed to press down on the air itself. I forced my mouth open after a moment of collecting my thoughts.
“There was an Illusionist in the plaza. I thought the people might get caught up in it—”
“That’s not what I’m asking.”
He cut me off instantly. Then, reaching toward something, he roughly seized several thin sheets of paper stacked on one corner of the desk.
Before I could even react, the papers came fluttering through the air toward me with a soft noise.
…….
I didn’t move, just stared down at the papers that had fallen at my feet.
‘What is this?’
He wouldn’t have thrown anything unimportant.
But even as my eyes scanned across the small text in an instant, I couldn’t grasp what was written there at all.
“I told you to be careful.”
My father leaned back against his chair, his voice dry.
“Have you forgotten your place?”
“…No, sir.”
“Then what’s with that state you’re in?”
His eyes seemed to scan across my disheveled clothes and scraped skin.
“I told you to conduct yourself properly, not to roll around like some common riffraff. Don’t you understand that if anyone recognizes you, you’ll drag my reputation through the mud? Is that why you fight like that?”
Ah, so that was it.
He cared not for my safety, but only for his own honor and pride.
‘It’s difficult, so difficult.’
Appeasing a man who was Chairman first and father second. If reputation mattered that much to him, why not just declare me S-Rank instead of worrying about my classification? Why the hesitation?
Not that any of this was new.
Yet each time, my chest seemed to cave inward all the same.
“I’ll be more careful going forward.”
I answered in my usual composed manner, hands still clasped. There was no point in talking back—it would only make things worse for me.
At that, my father clicked his tongue and gave a short nod.
“Get out.”
Yes, when someone changes suddenly like that, it means everything has already ended.
Should I call that a blessing?
“I’ll take my leave, then.”
I bowed formally and turned away from him.
As expected, I heard only the sound of papers being shuffled in response.
I, his only child, had already vanished from his mind.
‘If that’s all I had to say, I could’ve just told you in the car.’
Why bring me all the way out here?
Even as I muttered this to myself, my feet—already turning to leave—came to an unexpected halt.
I knew perfectly well that walking away was the easiest path for us both, and yet my lips moved of their own accord.
“Father.”
At my brief call, the soft rustling of papers that had been drifting through the silence stopped abruptly. Without turning around, I let my voice fall flat and steady into the room.
“Please take care of yourself. Eat well.”
Even empty words felt like something a child owed their parent.
After all, he had no blood relative in this world but me.
‘Ha.’
As if that would change anything.
No answer came back.
Only the sound of paper rustling filled the space once more.
I swallowed the bitterness and slipped quietly out of the Chairman’s Office.
C-Rank, yet every S-Rank is obsessed with me
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| Seo Yu-yeon
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| March 6, 2026
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