The Civil Servant Who Concealed Their True Strength Turns Out to be a Master of Possession - Chapter 112

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A Civil Servant Who Hides His Strength Is Exceptionally Good at Possession – Episode 112
Ik-seong’s original face was more masculine with sharper features, while Cheon Min-jun presented the complete opposite image.
If I had to compare, it was like the difference between an actor and an idol.
His tall, lean frame even reminded one of a model.
And standing behind ‘Cheon Min-jun’ was another secretary with a similar idol-like aura.
‘What does secretary work have to do with appearance?’
‘Nothing. It’s just personal preference.’
‘….’
‘It’s the Hunter Association. Understand.’
At Captain Hong’s words, Kwon Ik-seong immediately accepted it, but I found myself unable to agree!
How could they hand over my Ik-seong to that dangerous woman?
Of course, since he wasn’t mine to begin with, I couldn’t exactly object!
“An experienced new hire.”
Choi Se-a turned her gaze from Cheon Min-jun—no, Kwon Ik-seong, who had whispered right against her ear—to look at me.
“Where did you build up your experience?”
“At the Hunter Management Office.”
At the mention of the Hunter Management Office, Choi Se-a let out a snort of laughter.
“Ah, that place run by that dimwit of a Chief?”
Choi Se-a wore an expression similar to Choi Woo-jin’s.
That irritating way of laughing.
“Stuck here, stuck there, working under a boss who acts like a bat—you must have had a rough time, huh?”
At Choi Se-a’s question, my mind raced.
What was I supposed to say in a situation like this?
When this kind of question came up in a normal interview, it was a trap question.
If I criticized my previous boss, they’d think ‘she has a lot of complaints about her superiors,’ and if I praised my previous boss too much, they’d think ‘she wants to go back.’
‘In situations like this, I have no choice but to use evasion.’
“I learned a great deal about workplace conduct. In particular, I also became well-versed in the operational methods of the Hunter Management Office.”
I didn’t directly deny the negative question about my previous employer while still making my appeal.
This was the textbook interview answer.
And knowing the Hunter Management Office’s operational methods was just the garnish.
Since my current team’s work involves Dungeon Management, our operational scope frequently overlaps with the Hunter Management Office.
Good communication in those instances is also part of the Dungeon Management Team’s duties, so having experience at the Hunter Management Office was a plus factor for me.
There was nothing wrong with making a good impression on Director Choi right now, but there was plenty wrong with getting on her bad side!
“A useful piece has arrived?”
And my evasion tactic seemed to work well, as Choi Se-a smiled and picked up the 7mm rifle that the employee had offered instead of the .50 caliber.
Then she pointed the muzzle toward me.
“Want to run a test?”
Of course there wouldn’t be any bullets in it, but my body stiffened in that instant.
Kwon Ik-seong’s eyebrows twitched as he watched the muzzle aim at my brow.
But he seemed to remain still, apparently assuming there were no bullets in it either.
That was when it happened.
“Um… Chief, that rifle….”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. You need special ammunition, right?”
She said this and loaded a magazine into the rifle in an instant.
With a metallic click, the loading completed and the safety mechanism disengaged.
Now all she had to do was pull the trigger to shoot me.
‘Insane!’
“You’re a new career-track hire from the Hunter Management Office. These days everyone’s talking about the Hunter Management Office and the Special Investigations Bureau, and people are going crazy trying to climb the ladder there. So why did you come here specifically?”
Choi Se-a asked.
Why did I come? To catch you bastards.
To stop this insane shit from happening.
But I couldn’t bring myself to say such things.
It wasn’t just because of the undercover investigation—Choi Se-a was Choi Jun-gu’s daughter in the first place.
The family of that human scum who killed people without hesitation.
The fact that she survived in such a household and climbed all the way to becoming the Association’s chief meant this woman was no ordinary person either.
“Because you pay well here.”
Instead of trying to hide my panic, I let my slightly trembling voice show through.
It would be stranger not to be panicked in this situation.
And above all—
‘I wear everything on my face.’
“Pay well? Our base salary is tight and we rely on incentives. You must have been confident?”
It seemed my answer wasn’t what she wanted to hear, as Choi Se-a didn’t lower her rifle.
The employee beside her looked flustered too, and naturally Kwon Ik-seong’s face was growing increasingly rigid.
At this point, I had a bad feeling.
Was Choi Se-a… suspecting me?
“Yes. Well… I tend to perform well relative to my stats. I’m also quick at situational judgment.”
“Hmm… then wouldn’t it be better to accumulate seniority at the Hunter Management Office and get promoted to an administrative position?”
“That’s….”
I thought for a moment.
An answer that would satisfy Choi Se-a.
An answer that would make her understand my decision as a rational choice.
‘Would there be one?’
There wouldn’t.
Suspicion is essentially something that grows without rhyme or reason.
It doesn’t disappear just because you understand things rationally.
So in times like this—
‘Just tell the truth. What else can you do?’
Thinking this, I spoke urgently.
“The biggest reason is that civil service was absolutely miserable! I mean, sure, civil servants have job security, but I don’t have it, right? While I don’t get fired, neither does that guy. Working under a boss who’s terrible at his job and only spouts nonsense, just waiting for payday to survive—do you know how that feels? It sucks. And the cafeteria! Whatever’s going on between that cafeteria contractor and the Chief, there’s nothing edible except when they serve sausages. But they’re stingy with the meal allowance too, so I ate pork bulgogi from the same nearby restaurant every single day. If I was a pig in my past life, I would’ve already died a hundred times over from the karmic retribution of cannibalism.”
“….”
At those words, silence suddenly fell over the item warehouse.
Choi Se-a’s eyes narrowed in an instant.
It felt as though she were the only human breathing in that space.
Someone seized the muzzle of Choi Se-a’s rifle and brought it to their own head.
“That’s enough. You’re taking the joke too far, boss.”
It was Pee So-won.
Pee So-won, holding a .50 caliber rifle, regarded Choi Se-a with a furrowed brow.
As she did, she loaded a magazine into the rifle.
“You don’t seem like you’d shoot very well anyway. Your unification is completely off, boss.”
Pee So-won chuckled, deliberately rolling out the word “boss.”
At that, Choi Se-a lowered her rifle.
Then Choi Se-a let out a small laugh.
“Who is this?”
At Choi Se-a’s question, Cheon Min-jun approached and spoke.
“She’s Kim Ju-im, who joined our team as an experienced new hire. She came from the American KS Guild, I believe.”
“Ah, I see.”
Choi Se-a laughed, while Cheon Min-jun still regarded me and Pee So-won with a tense expression.
At the same time, Choi Se-a said something in English.
“So that’s why there’s no hierarchy?”
Hearing English for the first time in so long, my head felt momentarily dizzy.
I’d studied it once when I was preparing for overseas competitions, but the words came in a beat too late.
However, Pee So-won didn’t back down in the slightest and responded.
“Maybe?”
What?
She was good at English?
Her pronunciation and intonation were flawless.
My earlier worry that Pee So-won might not maintain the cover story of coming from an American guild became pointless.
“Yeah. Well, I’m not really the type to follow strict hierarchies either. So how about we make a bet without any hierarchy?”
A bet.
The moment those words left Choi Se-a’s mouth, I furrowed my brow.
“You know the .50 caliber rifle is difficult to handle, right?”
“I wouldn’t know?”
Despite the utterly insolent response, Choi Se-a didn’t bat an eye.
“The shooting range is empty, right?”
When Choi Se-a asked the equipment team member, they confirmed it was.
“Then let’s make the bet in the shooting range. Whoever wins gets that rifle.”
“Sounds gre—”
“Wait, if we only bet on that, it won’t be fun. Let’s add one more thing. If I lose, I’ll give you one of the items here for free. But if you lose, you pack your things and leave.”
“…!”
The most expensive item here goes for over a billion won.
He’s just going to hand it over like that?
I glanced toward Pee So-won.
Abandoning the undercover investigation and securing the item—isn’t that unconditionally the better choice?
But that was when I was thinking such thoughts.
I soon realized this assumption was a grave miscalculation on my part regarding Pee So-won.
“That’s boring.”
“What?”
“The boss takes the item, and I’ll just stake one finger. The trigger finger.”
This madwoman had never intended to lose from the start.
I watched Pee So-won raise her index finger and grin wickedly, squeezing my eyes shut.

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