I'm a C-Class, but All the S-Classes Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 52

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Episode 52
I stretched my arm further ahead and kept grasping at nothing but empty air.
‘What on earth is this?’
Soon I carefully pushed myself upright.
My vision had adjusted somewhat after spending so long in the oppressive darkness. As my eyes made out the blurred shapes around me, my head naturally tilted to one side.
‘Did this whole area get bombed or something?’
It probably looked worse because it was the dead of night.
When hidden by the undergrowth, it had naturally appeared flat, but in reality the ground curved downward in a smooth depression.
The depth was impossible to gauge at a glance.
If I’d carelessly taken another step forward, I might have tumbled straight down.
‘…I really do need to listen better to what the Guardian says.’
[ The Guardian of Tae-won pouts slightly and shakes her head, as if to say: you’re only just realizing that now? ]
After offering the Guardian a halfhearted apology, I focused on the terrain before me. I began moving forward slowly, deliberately dragging my feet lightly across the ground, until my toes finally tilted downward into the slope.
As I carefully lowered my foot into the depression, this time the ground mercifully didn’t give way. Instead, I sensed something like a level platform created by a step down.
‘Ugh, this is frustrating.’
I wanted nothing more than to flip on my mobile phone’s flashlight, but the situation demanded I rely only on my senses.
I naturally lowered myself into a crouch, the way one does when descending a slippery section of a mountain, and carefully felt my way down step by step, each foot finding the flat platform below.
‘It’s stairs.’
What’s more, they curved rather than running straight.
As I descended deeper than expected, my eyes seemed to grow accustomed to yet another layer of darkness.
[ The Arbiter of Truth’s aura becomes noticeably stronger in this vicinity, and their eyes shine with curiosity. ]
After descending the stairs as if undergoing some kind of training, the air around me shifted completely. Everything save the space above my head was sealed off, and the air carried only a quiet, desolate weight.
‘Huh, what’s that?’
Then I noticed something jutting up sharply ahead. I removed my hand from the wall and moved toward it slowly. When it finally came into full view, I couldn’t help but catch my breath.
‘Wow, something like this exists here.’
If I’m being generous, it felt like what one might experience upon discovering a new continent.
In the center of what appeared from above to be merely a deep, wide pit, a structure rose up.
I approached it cautiously, moving closer still.
The dark metal frame was circular, and the flat glass panel far below had the appearance of an old-fashioned birdcage.
The strange part was that the glass below was so dark I couldn’t see inside. Yet it didn’t seem to be merely because it was nighttime. A faint bright line traced the edges of the circular glass panel, contrasting against the surrounding darkness.
‘Is it specially treated?’
Probably anyone else who discovered this would mistake it for an unfinished landscaping project. The ground beneath my feet was nothing but dirt anyway.
‘But why hide it?’
If they went to this much trouble, shouldn’t this place deserve as much attention as the central courtyard?
‘All right, I need to find an entrance first.’
I circled the domed frame and felt along the walls with my hands, but I couldn’t find anything that resembled a door. And I certainly couldn’t jump down and break through the glass.
‘No way.’
They wouldn’t have built it so there’s no way in.
[ The Arbiter of Truth advises that not everything visible is all there is. ]
[ The Guardian of Tae-won remarks: wasn’t it only a few minutes ago that you decided to listen to my words? ]
At that moment, a system window appeared before my eyes, as if on cue.
‘So they’re saying it’s below.’
[ The Arbiter of Truth directs your attention to the floor where the pillar meets the ground. ]
At the Arbiter’s guidance, my eyebrows suddenly shot toward the center in a single motion.
‘Why didn’t you mention that earlier?’
I’d been feeling around only the walls, assuming the entrance would naturally be there.
Grumbling inwardly, I moved back up close to the metal pillar. This time I swept the ground with my shoe as I moved slowly forward. Dirt tumbled down weakly toward the glass panel below.
While I concentrated all my attention downward, I felt something catch faintly against my toes.
I immediately lowered my posture and swept away the scattered dirt with my hands, revealing what looked like a rectangular cover.
‘Oh…’
I’m trembling.
An inexplicable thrill ran through me, as if I’d discovered Pandora’s box itself.
Even the sensation of the cover against my fingertips felt different from the start.
I inserted my fingers into the handle groove of what appeared to be an entrance cover. I tried pulling it naturally, then pushing it down, but it wouldn’t budge.
‘They really made getting in difficult.’
Just to be sure, I tried sliding it sideways, and with a soft click, the cover moved.
‘But… do I really have to go in?’
Suddenly all strength drained from my body.
[ The Arbiter of Truth pats your shoulder and tells you: in this world, nothing is obtained easily. ]
“…”
I exhaled deeply and descended once more into darkness whose depths I could not fathom.
The one saving grace was that a ladder was affixed to the wall inside the entrance—apparently for maintenance work.
Of course, the space was so cramped that only one person could pass through, and my shoulders and forearms were scraped mercilessly against the stone.
How far down did I climb?
Tap.
My feet touched the floor lightly.
The moment I turned my body around, a sound escaped my lips before I could stop it.
“……Wow.”
This is insane.
My mind went blank—I couldn’t even find words to describe what I was seeing.
“The air itself is different.”
A space spread before me so clean and vast that it was hard to believe this was underground.
[ The Arbiter of Truth gasps in wonder and gazes intently around the Contractor with meticulous attention. ]
[ The Guardian of Tae-won stares blankly before hastily wiping up tea that has begun spilling over the rim of the cup. ]
As I tilted my head back naturally, the glass ceiling I’d seen from outside rose endlessly high above me.
Moreover, small lights were densely packed along the walls all around it, and they brilliantly illuminated the entire space.
What’s more, dozens of air purifiers seemed to have been concentrated here—each breath drew in clean, cool air, and that alone was remarkable.
‘This is completely a greenhouse.’
It felt like encountering in reality the kind of greenhouse that always appears in novels depicting wealthy settings.
For a while, I forgot my original purpose and busied myself marveling at my surroundings.
‘How much money did someone pour into this place……?’
[ The Arbiter of Truth remarks that the energy felt throughout the space doesn’t seem entirely natural. ]
Perhaps that was why.
Even as I breathed the clean air, my stomach began to churn after a moment, and my head spun lightly.
It seemed to be because so many different plants were planted all at once, their strange fragrances all mixing together in an odd way.
[ The Guardian of Tae-won remarks that if you sold even a few of these, by Contractor standards you could live as a wealthy person of leisure for generations. ]
[ The Arbiter of Truth says to ignore the irrelevant and focus on finding what’s needed quickly so we can leave. ]
[ The Guardian of Tae-won bristles, demanding why that’s irrelevant when it’s just being realistic, shooting a look at the Arbiter of Truth! ]
[ The Arbiter of Truth counters that they didn’t specify a subject, then takes a long drink of their tea. ]
Pushing aside the text that kept appearing before my eyes, I moved forward to search for the materials the Arbiter had mentioned.
‘Handle this as quickly and efficiently as possible.’
I wasn’t sure why I had to be so determined after sneaking in like this.
‘Baeksangcho, Baeksangcho…….’
Rolling the name over in my mind, I searched every corner, focusing on things with a white glow.
Even in a greenhouse like this, they seemed to divide the plots, and in one corner I could see soil still covering a patch that hadn’t been planted yet.
After continuing to move about diligently, my feet had somehow reached the very center of the greenhouse, and the moment something caught my eye, I stopped short in front of it.
‘That’s it.’
There was no mistaking it.
What was planted in the circular flowerbed at the center looked distinctly different from the start.
Just as its name suggested, the surface of its leaves gleamed white and brilliantly, like frost crystals.
‘There must be a reason it’s being researched.’
If I just touched that carelessly, it would break immediately.
At first glance it looked like a plant sculpted from ice. Even the stem stretching upward appeared fragile and translucent, like a thin glass tube.
I approached it, seized by a strange sense of awe.
At the very moment I instinctively reached out toward the plant—
Ding!
[ The Arbiter of Truth drops their cup and shouts for me to stop immediately! ]
“Jeez.”
I was startled…….
The sound rang clear and sharp in my ears, and I was genuinely shocked—I almost grabbed the plant.
My hand had been just seconds away from touching the stem of the Baeksangcho.
[ The Arbiter of Truth advises that even refined materials lose value the moment they’re touched by human hands. ]
‘Then what am I supposed to do?’
I couldn’t exactly go back out and fetch equipment now.
You could have at least warned me beforehand!
In that moment, overwhelmed by sudden helplessness, I was inwardly grumbling—
When suddenly a transparent flow appeared in the empty space before my eyes, and soon twisted into a spiral.
‘What is that?’
The flow soon tinted gold, and something fell with a soft thud into my outstretched palm.
‘A glass vial?’
Come to think of it, this is a first for me.
My hands have only ever held weighty weapons bestowed as gifts—never something this light and small.
It had the exact same shape as the triangular glass flasks I’d seen once in the experimental building’s supply room.
[ The Arbiter of Truth strikes the table sharply, saying that’s not even comparable to something so crude, and scowls. ]
[ The Guardian of Tae-won, for once, agrees with the Arbiter of Truth’s words and nods while folding her arms. ]
As I turned the vial over to examine it, an incomprehensible diagram resembling an equation was etched faintly transparent across the bottom.
‘Could this be part of a Divine Power?’
The Gentle Touch might have been attributed to me, but it wasn’t a weapon that could be summoned by will.
That’s when the Arbiter’s title suddenly surfaced in my mind.
One who seeks to understand mystery and all things.
‘It fits perfectly.’
It was such a perfect match that I found myself nodding without thinking.
Ding!
[ At the arrangement of the Constellation, the Arbiter of Truth, contractor status change information is drawn up. ]
【Constant-Temperature Glass Vial (A)】
─Delays the rate of property change in the materials contained within and blocks external interference.
─As an Alchemy-exclusive tool (non-bound), cannot hold items bound through transference.
C-Class, yet all S-Class beings fixate on me
Episode 52
Author
| Seo Yu-yeon
Publication Date
| March 6, 2026
Publisher
| TaleSix Corporation
Illustration
| Cho Geuk
Title Design
| Mallang Kongtteok
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© Seo Yu-yeon, 2026
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