The Civil Servant Who Concealed Their True Strength Turns Out to be a Master of Possession - Chapter 115

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A Civil Servant Who Hides His Strength Is Exceptionally Good at Possession – Episode 115
“Shall we look into that as well?”
Cheon Min-jun answered with an expressionless face.
Watching him, Choi Se-a tilted her head.
“You know, you’re just used to holding it in.”
“….”
Though not to the extent of Choi Jun-gu, Choi Se-a also possessed the ability to dominate the mental realm.
Not merely through a contract form, but through authority itself.
Of course, that authority was faint and broad in scope, so she couldn’t manipulate people the way Choi Jun-gu could.
Moreover, it wasn’t particularly helpful when fighting monsters.
That’s why Choi Jun-gu had confined her to the Association.
To make herself useful to him and to their family.
And as long as that usefulness remained, her safety would be guaranteed.
‘If you hadn’t shared my blood, you’d have ended up like that too. That bastard?’
The blood that had splattered across Choi Jun-gu’s cold face—Choi Se-a remembered that scent vividly.
Because that blood belonged to her younger brother.
That day, Choi Se-a had knelt before Choi Jun-gu.
She had begged for his life, crawling on the ground while weeping like a child.
There was no other way to bear it.
That terror.
“But Ha Ye-seul isn’t used to it. Yet she talks back right in front of me. Trembling the whole time.”
Choi Se-a recalled Ha Ye-seul’s face from moments ago, her expression blank.
‘I believe we should add two conditions to the contract.’
Eyes wavering with anxiety.
Hands trembling visibly.
Beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
All of it pointed to a single emotion.
Fear.
That emotion Choi Se-a had learned early on.
‘She doesn’t trust me?’
Yet even while feeling that fear completely, Ha Ye-seul hadn’t backed down.
Was that even possible for a D-rank hunter?
Holding on through sheer willpower? Well, that was possible to some extent, but—
‘An incredible will, yes, that must be it.’
‘It’s not that I don’t trust you, but we can’t know what the Equipment Team will do, can we? Since you’re the bureau chief…. You’ll win, bureau chief, but if you were to lose, you have your secretaries and….’
Ha Ye-seul had even gone so far as to butter her up during all of this.
Actually quite brazenly.
Choi Se-a recalled that appearance, like a dejected large dog, and let out a soft laugh.
“She’s cute, isn’t she?”
Cheon Min-jun answered Choi Se-a’s question without hesitation.
“Yes.”
“Wow. What are you doing being so honest? What if I get jealous?”
As Choi Se-a asked, Cheon Min-jun, still holding his hands to her feet, answered with an expressionless face.
“You don’t dislike me, do you?”
“Why? I hired you because I like your face.”
Cheon Min-jun didn’t answer immediately, as if thinking for the first time.
He wasn’t actually thinking.
He had already finished thinking.
Cheon Min-jun—no, Kwon Ik-seong’s calculations were always faster than anyone could imagine.
And the result of this calculation was this.
I needed to become a secretary who earned recognition for my abilities faster than others in front of Choi Se-a.
To succeed in the undercover investigation and save Lee Yu-ji.
Cheon Min-jun recalled Lee Yu-ji standing before Choi Se-a’s gun barrel.
Even with a different face, I could read her expression exactly.
She always wears that expression before danger.
It was the same during the explosion crisis.
There’s resignation alongside the fear.
A resignation as if she wouldn’t regret it even if she died here.
That irritated me greatly.
The thought that Lee Yu-ji might be sucked into an uncontrollable, incalculable danger in an instant.
“You hire secretaries based on a man’s face. I sensed that you needed that kind of external image.”
At those words, Choi Se-a’s eyes narrowed.
“Wow. Why would you think that?”
“It’s strange to call a new employee who just joined late at night to the director’s office just to massage your legs. If you intended to use me sexually, you would have called me to your home or a hotel. That wouldn’t have been impossible either.”
Cheon Min-jun laid out his reasoning without hesitation.
Watching him, Choi Se-a brushed up his chin.
“But the opposite is possible too. I’m someone who could use you in the director’s office instead of at home or a hotel.”
“Yes, that’s possible.”
“Then why make such a deduction despite that?”
Cheon Min-jun answered still expressionlessly.
“Eighteen cars you don’t ride in. Most are expensive, but the car you actually use is a practical sedan. The clothes you wear are mid-range among luxury brands. Despite your extravagant makeup, you prefer comfortable pants. And despite carrying alcohol around, the bottles are barely empty.”
Choi Se-a was somewhat surprised by the information I had gathered in just three days of work.
However, the words from his resume came to mind.
-Black Market experience.
-Fast at calculations, body enhancement ability present.
-C-rank.
Nothing was wrong, but I didn’t expect ‘fast at calculations’ to be at this level.
“So you’re deliberately acting like a reckless fool? Why?”
“That’s not for me to speculate on. If the director wants that image, it’s my job to support it.”
“Did you come from the military instead of the Black Market?”
“….”
Cheon Min-jun didn’t answer.
In reality, he’d come from the Heonsu Bureau, not the military.
“Fine. Well, let’s go with that story. Look into Ha Ye-seul. She mentioned going out to support a dungeon expedition.”
“Yes.”
Cheon Min-jun’s response was brief.
And Choi Se-a pulled her body away from Cheon Min-jun, her face expressionless as she spoke.
“And from now on, when you come here, you don’t need to massage my legs. Just look over the documents and leave. And tell people you came to massage my legs.”
There was no reason not to use someone who was throwing themselves at me to be used.
Choi Se-a thought this way and smiled faintly.
Besides, I was already sick of other people’s hands touching my body.
Every time those men caressed my body, which aged more slowly, and sent me those suggestive glances—their eyes disgusted me.
Yet I endured it for one reason.
‘I tried to take over Daeyang Guild? I never did such a thing.’
‘You don’t need to prove you never did. You’re not the one proving anything—you’re just the one suffering.’
‘P-please spare me. Please. Father…. Please…!’
‘That’s why if you want to live, you should have thought ahead. With that stupid head of yours.’
So I wouldn’t become like my foolish younger brother.
That was all it was.

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“Well then, you’ve worked hard.”
“Yeah, you worked hard. You said there was something to do today?”
The team leader poked his head over the partition and spoke.
“…Ah, yes.”
Quitting time was nine o’clock from day one.
This insane company.
There were so many manuals I needed to familiarize myself with for the business trip happening the day after tomorrow, and so much personal information about the people in charge.
On top of that, because of the bet between Pee So-won and Choi Se-a, I was mentally exhausted, which made everything take longer.
And that rumor spread quickly through the company.
When I walked around with Kim Ju-im, all the employees whispered, some seemed to avoid Kim Ju-im, and others tried to act friendly with him.
‘This place seems to have some kind of faction too—’
I just didn’t understand the office atmosphere well enough yet to grasp all of it.
“The director general seems to have landed a pretty satisfying blow?”
The team leader made a golf swing motion and subtly tested me.
Hmm, so this person isn’t part of Choi Se-a’s faction even though they’re in the Member Guild Bureau?
“I’m not sure…?”
“We should have a welcome party for Kim Ju-im and Ha Dae-ri soon. Sound good?”
Oh. So my favorability and Kim Ju-im’s went up because of this.
Not bad.
“Yes, understood.”
“Right, let’s do it after I’m back from the business trip. Now hurry and go.”
“Yes.”
The commute home was always a joy, no matter where I worked.
Whether as a civil servant or as a Hunter Association employee.
I left the lobby with a light heart.
Then I passed through some shabby old shops behind the Hunter Association’s grand building and drifted into a back alley where people smoked cigarettes.
And the moment I flicked a small Zippo lighter to ignite the flame.
“Why are you so late?”
An irritated voice—Kim Ju-im’s, or rather, Pee So-won’s—reached my ears.
The alley had transformed into a cozy room with plush carpeting.
That Zippo lighter was a Subspace item.
‘Ever since Kang Il-yeon started crafting items, the quality of Heonsu Bureau equipment has changed.’
Of course, the bureau getting some funds helped too.
“I had a lot of work to do.”
“I had plenty too, you know? Is familiarizing yourself with it really that difficult?”
Yeah! It’s difficult, damn it!
I puffed out my lips. Then Pee So-won pointed at my lips with her finger and said.
“Lips, back in.”
“Yes.”
I tucked my lips back in.
“And what? What doesn’t Kim Ju-im know well?”
Pee So-won’s cold expression was right in front of me.
Now it was time to pay the price for my past misdeeds.

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