Chapter 212
Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 212
Chapter Title: 197. Secret Talk with Ha Jung-seok
It's been a while since I returned to Korea.
My whole body felt like it was going to stretch out like taffy.
All because Yuzuki had rubbed me so enthusiastically.
With each passing day, she was turning into a true lily master.
Seeing her make the Shinsengumi girls climax with just one finger—god, it was so damn arousing.
But then, no sooner had I gotten to Korea than I heard Choi Si-woo saying Choi Cheol-sik wanted to see me, before I could even hug my heroines.
So I had to scoop up Kate and head straight to the association.
"Yoo Eun-ha. I hear you've had some trouble with the Apostles."
Choi Cheol-sik jumped right into the old fogeys' complaints the moment he saw me.
Trouble? Not at all.
"Nope, none."
"Don't play dumb. The Apostles have already lodged a formal protest."
Those old fogeys must've snitched.
"Did they complain to Yuzuki too?"
"Yuzuki? You mean the Shinhara Shogunate?"
"Yeah. We're... pretty close."
We'd turned into sticky slugs on the bed together.
"Nah, no complaints to them."
"So basically, they think I'm the easy mark. What a bunch of petty assholes."
They mess with me but not Yuzuki? Sure, I hate anyone touching her too, but coming after me like this?
"Well, she's a head of state, so complaints go straight to her government."
"That's all? No talk of disqualifying candidates or anything?"
"They know pulling that would just make them look small."
Damn right. Of course they do. Tsk, what a bunch of old fogeys.
"Hmm. Anyway, I can just refuse if I want. But calling me here after telling those fogeys to buzz off means you need something else, right?"
"Ha Jung-seok's looking for Baek-hwa."
"Pardon?"
Ha Jung-seok searching for Baek-hwa? What wind blew that guy this way?
"It's a state secret, apparently. Get in touch with Baek-hwa for me."
"Fine, got it."
Why does that guy want to see me?
He's not calling me to kill me, that's for sure. He's not that reckless.
He wouldn't think he could take me anyway.
So maybe he actually wants to talk? Going through Choi Cheol-sik means he's serious. Might not hurt to meet him.
It had been a while, so I gated into Ha Jung-seok's underground chamber in my Baek-hwa guise.
Hmm, there's Ha Jung-seok's mug.
"You're bold enough to stroll right into the secret chamber now."
"Cut the crap. Why'd you call me?"
I'm a busy woman down there, no time to chat long with the likes of you.
Ha Jung-seok pondered deeply for a moment, then pointed to a chair with his wrinkled hand.
"Sit for now."
"Trying to set the mood all of a sudden? Jeez."
Doesn't look like he's about to spout nonsense, though.
From his position now, with his achievements, he can't afford to trash his image more than necessary.
Ha Jung-seok signaled to his secretary chief, and sure enough, Presidential Chief of Staff Choi Ji-su brought in a teacup.
"Have some tea. It's coffee. Ground from Giant beans."
Giant beans. A crop from otherworld dungeons that people had started harvesting and turning into coffee.
They said it was the top of the line in flavor. I'd been wanting to try it sometime.
"Oho. So, what's the deal?"
"We won the last war, but they still have ways to threaten us."
We've already crushed their numbers, and even if the Changxue faction rebuilds their hunter army, the Northwest warlords' Mingmei is watching with hawk eyes.
If Changxue tries retaliating against Korea, they'll have to settle with the Northwest first. But if Korea tangles with the Northwest, Changxue has one sure way to threaten us.
That thing that's still dangerous even in this post-Cataclysm world.
"Nukes?"
"Exactly. If we ally with the Northwest warlords, they'll play the nuclear card."
"Didn't the Chinese agree to nuclear disarmament after the last war?"
I thought after the war, besides Japan mediating, they negotiated with the West to dismantle their nukes. Or not?
"So naive. The West isn't openly monitoring them, and they'll keep their worst weapons hidden."
"So?"
"You still got those missiles?"
Ah, got it. He needs deterrence against Chinese nukes right now.
Nukes, even in this era? Unreal.
"Making them isn't hard, but... nah, mentally, that's a stretch for me."
The heroines' stares would get way too intense.
"Come on, aren't you Korean too?"
Fuck, only when it suits you, huh.
"Plus, we promised the West to scrap them after the war. Bringing that up now—what's the point?"
Post-war, the West hounded Baekhwagyo over those dragon-dragon bomb missiles.
Tactical nuke-level missiles, so the West wanted to check us, and Baekhwagyo scrapped them all to ease tensions.
"That's why I need you to fix it. That's my request."
"What?"
"Threaten the US and get permission for Korea to go nuclear."
That's like saying makgeolli is beer.
"Fuck, you can't be serious."
"With the West's tacit approval, we could crank out 200 warheads before China goes berserk again."
"Oho. Two hundred warheads."
This bastard's really been scheming behind the scenes.
Just needs the green light, and he can make them in a month?
"Be straight. How many have you made?"
"Ten. Cleared a gate in Manchuria, using it as a test site. Blow it up inside a gate, no problem—no breakouts."
Already got some ready. And now eyeing mine? Shameless prick.
I could handle Changxue solo, but Korea having its own deterrence isn't bad.
Especially with the Sins up to who-knows-what.
"The Sin threat's becoming real. Like how they moved Japan's PM, can you be sure they won't touch China?"
Ha Jung-seok's sharper than I thought.
"Fine, but how do I threaten them?"
"The current US President was my classmate at the Swiss International Hunter Academy. I know him well—he's a total playboy. Loves women."
The President’s that kind of guy?
Too different from my old salaryman days in the US.
Even if true, how the hell does this lunatic expect me to blackmail him?
"So, what, I find leverage myself?"
"Not impossible, right? Think with that brain of yours. His image, America's super-power honor, or letting Korea go nuclear. Which hurts less?"
America's weaker now, nearly took war damage—odds are good.
But still.
Can't do it for free, right? You gotta give to get.
"If there's a 'give,' there should be a 'take.' What do I get for Baekhwagyo?"
"Hmm. What do you want?"
There we go.
"The freaks in the autonomous zone are accepted by the people, but not as Koreans. Let them get Korean citizenship, even in the zone."
Ha Jung-seok hasn't granted citizenship to the freaks.
More precisely, he just pays lip service to them being citizens.
"That's all?"
"And on the Shinhara Shogunate's founding—Mr. President, you haven't stated your position yet."
He said he'd think positively about Shinhara Shogunate but hasn't announced officially.
"So?"
"Support the Shinhara Shogunate."
In the original story, no shogunate forms like this.
Instead, the unstable pre-shogunate setup drags on—Yuzuki falls for Choi Si-woo, starts sharing power with clans under Shinhara.
Totally different from now.
"A young girl's military regime in this era? Think it'll last?"
Says the dictator-president acting like a king.
"Let's be real. That's not what you'd say, right? Apostles are causing chaos already, as you know. Better to ally with the shogunate."
My girl Yuzuki listens to me perfectly anyway.
"Is Shinhara Yuzuki that strong?"
"She faced the Sins' threat head-on. Took more damage than Korea in the Sino-Korean War. Plus, Yuzuki's pragmatic."
She cries her eyes out in front of me, too.
"Fine. I can swing that. One last question."
"Shoot."
I've listened to his bullshit so far—what's next?
"Thanks to you, the eunuch rich prick came back from his trip as a girl."
"What?"
"A girl. So, know any artifacts that turn women back to men or restore originals?"
Back to a big perverted middle-aged dude? Nope.
Why bother going back to male anyway?
Living as a woman’s happier. Plus, girls let their guard down around "one of them."
Rubbing’s great medicine, is what I mean.
Rejuvenated and younger—should be grateful.
"Sorry, nothing like that exists. Why? Becoming a girl means a fountain of youth, right? Woman's life ain't bad."
Ha Jung-seok's face twisted into the ugliest scowl at my words.
"Lost all his power—that's the problem. Everything gone with the change."
Can't be helped.
Honestly, that rich prick was just a pawn sacrificed for Cheonsan.
"Then no need for me to step in, right? Baekhwagyo's got its own captain."
"She's our hunter too—having a hunter openly threaten looks bad."
Ah, I get it.
I set down my coffee cup and opened my mouth.
"So, basically, I'm the villain you can cut loose if it fails?"
"Exactly."
What a cheeky bastard.
But his honesty makes it not so bad.
"Love the shamelessness. Deal."
That's more like Ha Jung-seok.
Now, time to check in with Ji-yeon.
"I'm back."
Yep, Ji-yeon's place really feels like home.
Ji-yeon ran to me and hugged carefully.
Ah, this is it. This right here. How could I give up my harem?
Songdo: earning cash online, snake bath master elf wife, heroines keeping me entertained. Seoul: and Ji-yeon!
"You worked so hard. Right?"
"Huh?"
She shoved her face into spots all over my body, sniffing.
Sniffing away, then down below.
Yeah, smelling my pussy.
Didn't expect her to be this bold! Does she want it right now?
The hot breath from her sniffing made my lower belly heat up.
But before I could react, Ji-yeon grabbed my pussy hard.
"Hey, what the—?"
Not gentle at all—she yanked like she was ripping it off. She's pissed.
"Whose scent is this?"