Destroyer Jin Seong-ah
"...President, you were definitely there, right...?"
Lee Chae-eun, the youngest in Yuseong Guild's secretarial office and head of the security team. Returning to the counter at her spot by the elevator, she glanced toward the guild master's office.
Yoo Sung had clearly said he was heading to the bathroom... but Lee Chae-eun had seen it. Between the desk and the floor in the guild master's office, that tiny gap revealing a shoe heel.
"No way Hunter Yoo Sung would be wearing heels."
White high heels. The shoes the president had worn today. White... shoe heels. Which meant under the desk... it had been the guild master.
"That's what I think it is, right?"
Why would the guild master have been under the desk? Especially with Hunter Yoo Sung sitting at it.
...Only one reason. That one.
"Hah."
She'd suspected, but to think they really were that kind of couple. And in the guild master's office, no less...! With the door not even locked...!!
"Hah... ugh."
Fitting for a secretary in a hunter guild, Lee Chae-eun was a hunter herself. Not quite frontline material, which was why she worked as a secretary. But she had the senses to easily detect someone hiding under a desk.
Yuseong Guild. Founded by Yoo Sung and Shin Ji-hye. They'd worked together for nearly ten years, and they were a man and woman...! It made sense. She got that... but to do it in the guild master's office...!!
"...Hah."
The thought of uncovering the guild master's secret that no one else knew twisted her mind in a strange way. She couldn't focus on work. It felt like she'd cracked open Pandora's box.
...She'd have to peek in more often from now on. She finally understood why Eve ate the fruit of knowledge. Breaking a taboo brought its own massive thrill.
"If I could, I'd fuck you right here and now."
I grabbed Shin Ji-hye's tits hard. These tits that had nearly made me lose my mind countless times over our ten years together. Fitting for a hunter who kept growing even after adulthood, they were too big to hold in one hand.
"If our guild master wasn't so damn busy."
"Baa...?"
A silver thread stretched between Shin Ji-hye's lips and mine. She couldn't snap out of it, refusing to close her mouth.
Not now.
Papers sat on the desk. The ones Lee Chae-eun had brought in earlier. A quick scan showed quarterly performance reports or whatever. Shin Ji-hye had a meeting to attend.
I could tell her to handle it herself and just report back, but my gut said that wouldn't fly.
-It's my company, the one I built...!
I peered into Shin Ji-hye's desires. The nameplate on the desk read Yoo Sung. She'd handed the company to me and was role-playing as a slut degrading herself under the desk. Craving social suicide.
Skip the meeting and fuck her in this state? It'd feel great in the moment. But the instant she internalized that she could blow off "little things" like this, it'd escalate. If I let her actually commit social suicide, it'd be a disaster.
Shin Ji-hye was a first-gen S-rank hunter, Korea's billboard star. Real social suicide would cause waves I couldn't handle. Aftermath would be impossible. I needed my paycheck.
"Ah...?"
Releasing the hair I'd grabbed for a forced kiss drew a disappointed moan from her. I could strip off her panties and fuck her by force, and she'd love it. Hell, she'd be begging for it.
"Shin Ji-hye, you're smart. Use your fucking head. Don't you get why I stopped?"
"Huh...?"
"Go earn some money, you bitch."
Smack!
Slapping her plump, meaty ass with my palm ripped a moan from Shin Ji-hye's mouth. Only then did the disappointment fade.
For now, controlling her like this was right.
"...Okay."
I made decent money from hunter work too, so I wasn't hurting. I'd use the card she gave me for cookies.
"I'm off to work. I'll come by again when we clock out."
"When we... clock out?"
"Yeah."
She looked disappointed. Probably thought I'd come find her after the meeting.
"I'll fuck you at your place. Or is it mine now?"
"Ah...♥."
"Go earn money."
Smack! I slapped that juicy ass one more time before leaving the guild master's office. Couldn't resist spanking it. Felt too damn good.
"Time for me to work."
Yuseong Guild had ten S-rank hunters including Shin Ji-hye. Fail to manage those bombs properly, one by one... and the guild crumbles. Couldn't let that happen if I wanted my salary.
I came down from the guild master's office on the top floor to the guide team's floor on the 10th. Maybe because I'd just been in that lavish space, this felt shabby. I'd thought it was decent enough at first.
"Personal office, so gotta be satisfied."
I'd peeked into Shin Ji-hye's desires, and she'd said it herself. She'd originally planned to make me vice-guild master. That's why, unlike the other guides on the 10th floor, I got my own office.
The room in the corner of the 10th floor was all mine. Team leader treatment or better. But it didn't suit me. D-rank in a hunter guild as vice-guild master? No charisma, no power—would guild members even listen? Lucky if they didn't openly rebel.
Guide work was perfect. Low responsibility, less money than hunting but easier.
"...Is it really easy?"
I thought back to Shin Ji-hye's desires. I'd shifted them from physical destruction to social, but how long would it last? Peeking again after work might show world-ending signs.
And... Shin Ji-hye I'd known forever, and she liked me anyway, so it was easy. No guarantee with the other S-rank hunters. Even Shin Ji-hye was intense. I'd seen her chewing and sucking my corpse in her desires. Wait, why a corpse? Couldn't we be Adam and Eve in a ruined world?
"Let's see... today's schedule..."
I entered my office and booted the computer. Set up for guide work, listing the hunters I was assigned. Nine S-rank guild hunters excluding Shin Ji-hye.
Only one had applied for my guidance.
"Of all people."
S-rank hunters didn't pick guides lightly. Like tycoons hiring personal trainers—not some gym coach. They wanted skilled ones or those bonded enough to handle twisted psyches.
But I had no skill. My ability differed from other mentals. They influenced minds directly for stability; I just peeked at desires via physical contact. Limited to that.
"...Well, she's not bad."
Maybe that's why. The only S-rank applying was someone I got along with okay.
Appointment at 10 a.m. Now it was 9:55. I headed to the break room to prep for her arrival. Stocked sweet candies and snacks, sugary sodas. Like a male praying mantis prepping food so the female doesn't eat his head during mating.
-Ding!
Cheerful elevator chime. Distinct clack of thick-heeled shoes. 10:05. Five minutes late, as always. That was her.
"Fucking weak and incompetent senior. Hiya."
"Morning. Just drop the 'fucking weak' part, yeah?"
"Then I'll say incompetent senior. That okay?"
Slurp slurp. Sucking a lollipop, she scanned my office.
What the hell is she wearing?
Hunter-unlike outfit, different from Shin Ji-hye's. Hair with floppy ribbons. Pink blouse, black skirt. Black stockings with polka dots, knee-high platform leather boots. Classic landmine fashion.
Normally I'd be into it, but since she's a step behind, she just looks like a kid.
Couldn't say that aloud. S-rank. The hunter better known as Destroyer, Jin Seong-ah. Twenty-three years old, physical age twenty-one. Second-year newbie, judged S-rank on awakening—a monster.
If Shin Ji-hye was a mana-handling monster... this one was pure physical power. One punch shatters concrete buildings.
"What? Sit."
"Heh... Hate hearing 'incompetent senior,' what to do?"
"You applied for guidance. Sit when I say."
"Yess~."
Jin Seong-ah plopped in the opposite chair. Unlike my office chair, it was expensive. Cost more than my salary. Bought it shedding blood tears since it wasn't for sitting in.
"So, what? Got something to say?"
"Something to say?"
"Yeah. You applied for guidance, so... something on your mind?"
"Weird. Don't they usually ask right away? Other guides gave me paper to fill out."
Like psychological counseling, guides handled it similarly. But counterproductive for hunters. Normal counseling was "I'm so stressed lately"; hunters were "Fuck, that guy's shit, this guy's shit, world's shit—what now?"
"Too annoying. 21st century, who writes that crap."
"Ah, got it."
"So, what? Nothing to say?"
"Nope."
"...Then why apply for guidance?"
"Legal slacking off!"
Grinning brightly while slurping candy—infuriating.
"They won't let me train properly 'cause I break equipment, just tell me to wait. Boring. Senior, what'd you do when bored?"
"...Seong-ah, you're the only one who breaks training dummies."
Probably the scarecrow. Not just any—R&D team's masterpiece, unscathed by bullets or C4. Even A-ranks couldn't scratch it.
"If bored, wait at home and come when a gate pops. Why clock in to slack?"
"Huh? Gotta clock in."
"......"
"Whoa, didn't peg you for a salary Lupin. Incompetent and hates work. Why doesn't guild master fire you? Normal company would've canned you."
Weirdly diligent about that.
"Should I tell guild master? 'Senior hates work, fire him'?"
"Spare me that."
"Sure, incompetent salary-leech senior."
Fuck. This bitch. Hold it in.
Her punch would explode my head.
"But senior, got anything fun? I'm bored."
"Nope. This a playground?"
"I came to play."
"......"
"Anyway, senior, nothing to do? Tell a fun story. Bored."
"The Jin Seong-ah I knew was sweet and diligent..."
Reason she called me senior: my last team before retiring. I was oldest, team lead; she was newbie. Only two months. No need for team ops with an S-rank, so she went solo.
"How'd you turn out like this."
"Learned from fucking incompetent salary-leech senior."
"Ha, whatever."
"But facts, right? That's all you taught me. How to hide in gates, stay invisible among hunters..."
"......"
"Doesn't make sense. You're first-gen, right? Ignore other hunters, do what you want. Why hide? Scared? Taught hiding 'cause monsters scare you? Makes sense, D-rank. Can't handle monsters properly."
"......"
"Saved you so much I forgot. Guild master baffles me. How'd she make a weakling team lead?"
"......"
"You know, right? Other hunters trash you? That's why you're here. Guild founder, yeah. But guild master's up top bossing; you're in this tiny office doing grunt work."
"......"
"I'd quit from shame. For real. Or hearing this from a junior? I'd snap. Want me to write your resignation? I'm good at writing! Can deliver to guild master!"
"Hey."
"Yes? Did you call? Fucking weak senior's voice is mosquito-level. Didn't hear. Did you call?"
"Hey."
Reason snapped; body moved on its own. I'd grabbed Jin Seong-ah's forearm mid-ramble. An S-rank who could burst my head with a flick.
Fuck, I'm dead... Apologize and let go? Pride won't allow. Keep going? Terrifying.
"Heh, scary. Gonna hit me?"
"......"
"Hit me. D-rank won't even scratch. Remember? B-rank swung at A-rank, broke his own arm. Hilarious, right?"
"......"
"I'm S-rank, you're D. Top-tier S-rank. Near-E you hitting me... you'd die?"
My ability trigger: physical contact. Jin Seong-ah's desires started showing.
"Can't have that. Work accident? Workers' comp costs guild big. Waste on you. Just quit clean? Or commit fraud, skip severance..."
"You fucking bitch."
I yanked Jin Seong-ah's body close. Her upper body pulled by my strength. Still grinning like an idiot. Could resist easy, but letting it happen.
"Shut your damn mouth."
...Yeah, this is what you want, right?
I clenched my fist and slammed it into Jin Seong-ah's gut.