The New Name
Ironically, there was a corporation.
No wonder, with a corporate card, it's only natural.
Just in time, right before the lawyer and accountant arrived, I received a new business card.
Yoo Yeonwoo.
The name on the card.
Mogu Company.
Representative Director Yoo Yeonwoo.
Lee Junwoo, who was about to be promoted to deputy manager in the sales department of a small and medium-sized enterprise, is now gone. Although it's an evil organization, on the surface, it's Yoo Yeonwoo, the representative director of the company.
It was a drastic promotion if it was one, but when I looked at that business card, I felt a strange feeling.
Lee Junwoo had disappeared, and Yoo Yeonwoo had appeared. The same person, but different appearance. The same person, but different gender.
Lee Junwoo, who had lived as a man for over 20 years, could he just disappear like this?
'No way.'
After all, it was a life without any good memories. No, there was one. When I was exempted from military service because I was an orphan. Exactly, it was some kind of wartime labor exemption or something. But besides that, there was really not a single good memory. I had one friend, but that too had been out of contact for a while.
After work, I would come home, open a can of beer, eat it as a side dish with dried squid, and fall asleep. No chance of romance, no time, no money.
As a man, was there any attachment left? Rather, I think living as a pretty girl like this, even if it's an evil organization, as the boss of Mogumogu, would be a much more enjoyable and fun life. And as a bonus, if I conquer the world, it would be even better.
"By the way, Keru."
"Here."
"How was this identity prepared?"
"Ah, the resident registration card hasn't arrived yet. Well, actually, I borrowed some power from the Magical Girl Association. Exactly, the president of the association."
"The Magical Girl Association is something, huh..."
"Of course."
Keru yawned with his mouth wide open and then curled up.
"The association is a national-level military group, so what can't it do. If there's something it can't do, it's either lack of money or lack of power."
That makes sense.
"Anyway, it's better to get used to the name quickly. From now on, I'll live with that name. Oh, one more confirmation: no lingering attachment to your life as a man, right?"
"No."
Firmly. Really no attachment at all.
"Yeah, that's good. Well, since you're younger, maybe it's even better."
"Younger?"
That was completely new to me. I was originally 27 years old.
"Ah, Yoo Yeonwoo is 23 years old this year."
"Four years younger?"
"Not underage, so you're disappointed?"
"No, that's not it."
Four years gained. A 27-year-old uncle becoming a 23-year-old girl, that's a gain.
"Anyway, the lawyer and accountant will be coming soon. Since the representative director has changed, they'll bring related documents too."
"Got it."
I hadn't met many people since becoming a woman, but when meeting men, there's a set place your eyes go to.
The chest.
This voluptuous chest.
This heavy chest.
Dusick, the transformed form of two, opened the office door and entered one step inside, the accountant and lawyer paused for a moment, stunned.
"What are you doing?"
"Ah, yes. Sorry for the intrusion."
And only after Dusick's prompting did they start walking again. If you ask if they felt my gaze, they did. It wasn't just talk about eye rape or whatever. They felt where the men's gazes were going.
Of course, I didn't have that experience. I wasn't particularly lustful.
After confirming that people were sitting on the sofa provided in the office, I slowly stood up from the office desk chair.
I was also wearing a suit on purpose. It was a suit I bought with Dusick at the shopping mall. Although the color and design were to my liking, the skirt part was a bit awkward.
I sat in the head seat, and the accountant and lawyer sat on either side. Since I was from the sales department, I was familiar with dealing with people in such positions.
"Director, legs."
It seemed not. Dusick, who had been standing slightly back from my right, hurriedly whispered in my ear to close my legs.
When I was a man, spreading my legs while sitting wasn't particularly strange, but thinking that for a woman it's different, it wasn't. If you're wearing a skirt and spreading your legs, it could be a problem.
Feeling a bit rude, I quickly closed my legs. The two men, whose faces were subtly red, coughed awkwardly.
"Hello. Nice to meet you. I'm Yoo Yeonwoo, the newly appointed representative director of Mogu. From now on, I'll be relying on you two a lot. Please take care of me."
"Us too..."
After writing various complex documents, stamping seals, and even the corporate seal, the procedure was finally completed.
With the words that soon the registration documents related to the appointment of the new representative director would arrive, after the accountant and lawyer left, a new coffee was placed in front of me.
"Thank you."
"Thank you for your hard work."
"Yeah. Since it's burdensome, can you undo the transformation?"
"Mother-nim has worked too hard!"
"Dusick, coffee spill."
I stopped Dusick, who was rubbing her face on my chest with her golden twin tails flying. Dusick before and after the transformation still isn't adapted.
Before transformation, Dusick was literally a high school girl, pretty and cute and really good, but after transformation, she's a real burden, so when her voice suddenly comes from behind me, I get startled.
With a height not small for a woman, plus one more head taller, and two huge guys on either side, how scary it would be if they suddenly appeared.
Looking at the clock, it was already 5 o'clock. It took three hours to talk to the accountant and lawyer. Once I knew the time, fatigue quickly set in.
"Um, unni."
"Yeah."
"I need to buy dinner ingredients."
I eat every meal. I eat for 26 people every meal. The minions said they prepare meals in groups of 8. At first, I tried ordering delivery or contracting with a bento factory, but it was expensive and the portions varied by person, so it wasn't efficient.
"Ah... maybe."
"Yes, money..."
I unlocked the corporate card. But to use it, it has to be tomorrow, Monday. Since the sponsorship money is all tied to that account, to spend money right now...
"Um, what should the dinner menu be...?"
"I'll make doenjang jjigae..."
I've spent all my own money so far. I haven't spent a single cent of the organization's money.
Clothes were my money.
Dinner was my money.
Now, preparing the dinner side dishes is my money.
Is this really a situation where I can get angry?
This is self-defense, right?
"Keru you bastard!"
I ran towards Keru,
"Sorry, sorry!"
Keru running away trying to escape me somehow,
"I'll be back soon!"
Taking my card and rushing to the grocery store.
It's a scene I can't help but laugh at. But my bank balance can't laugh.
A few times, when eating here, I ate with Dusick in the office.
Since it's the basement, no windows, but ventilation is good, so no smell will spread in the office. Even so, as the boss, eating with subordinates mixed in the hall isn't quite right, Keru's words were there, but I think differently.
Where else is there free time as much as meal time. I have to eat freely during this time. But if the boss is mixed in? It would be nauseating.
I don't know about the army, but sometimes seeing photos on the internet of soldiers eating with their commanders, the soldiers' faces looked like they were chewing on worms.
The company isn't that different.
Today's dinner isn't much different, so while sitting in the office waiting, Dusick brought the tray with my meal into the office.
"Hmm..."
"Why?"
"No, it's delicious."
My favorite doenjang jjigae with more ingredients than soup. Strong taste and intense aroma. I can't hold back.
"Eggs?"
"There are."
"Kimchi?"
"Of course there is."
"Sesame oil?"
"Aw, where's a house without sesame oil."
"Not a house, but for Dusick? Anyway, we have everything needed."
"Let's mix."
"Delicious."
Since we can't eat it all ourselves, suddenly a large amount of fried eggs was made. One per person, kimchi and gochujang were served.
It was sudden, but for the cook who had to make a plate of fried eggs, it's a bit sorry, but compared to regular rice, bibimbap is much more delicious.
"Dusick, are you going to school tomorrow?"
"Yes, I have to go to school."
"What grade?"
"Second year now."
"University?"
"I don't know. I don't want to go to university. And if I had good grades to go to university, it wouldn't be."
This conversation doesn't fit well as a conversation between people in an evil organization, but I'm having a serious conversation.
"What about grades?"
"Um, I don't really like studying. About 3rd place in the class. But at the back."
"Who likes studying."
"There was someone who liked studying? Prabel. Ah, her name is Seo Jin-ah."
"She likes studying?"
"Yes, she studies well. Since she's a magical girl, maybe her head is good..."
"Thinking about it, you're also a magical girl, right?"
"Kind of."
By the way, curious. Dusick is a magical girl, why is she here. Is she one of those fallen evil magical girls?
"Were you originally a magical girl?"
"Yes, that's right. I was originally a magical girl, but I fell and ended up here."
"Why did you fall?"
"Well, um."