Oh My, Jihun
“Pecia, where are you going? We’re about to start.”
“Just over to the other team for a moment… I’ll be right back.”
I’d carried a bucket-list item with me ever since I was little.
Dragging every last troublemaker in the world out in front of the public and executing them one by one.
Why go out of my way to do something like that?
Just because it was fun, that was all.
The world was full of shameless bastards.
Ones who knew perfectly well they were in the wrong yet deliberately looked the other way, or else came out swinging with brazen reverse accusations that left deep wounds on their victims.
But our laws couldn’t completely expose their lies. And the wicked knew this all too well and exploited it.
Yeah, I did it. So what are you gonna do about it? That kind of mindset.
In the end the powerless victims had to settle for a scrap of compensation, or else never even received a word of apology—and they knew it.
So I’d set up a stage like this.
A stage where the lies, agitation, stubborn denials, and threats they dished out like daily meals would get them absolutely nowhere.
From now on they would have to debate fairly against a nobody like me and suffer a defeat.
In front of thousands, tens of thousands of people watching, no less.
How fucking sweet would that be?
“Hello~!”
“You……”
When I stepped into the waiting room for the debate opponents, the ringleader was the first to react.
Of the two problem cops, the junior glared at me with murder in his eyes, while the senior just turned his head away like he was exhausted.
“You little shit, perfect timing. Just what the fuck are you, you bastard? Why the hell are you getting in the way!”
As the ringleader strode toward me, the staff blocked him. For the record, these weren’t official broadcast station people—they were part-timers hired by a cyber-wrecker personal streamer.
Blocked by the staff, the ringleader ground his teeth.
“Hey, I heard your mom’s the deputy director of the Hunter Administration’s Incheon Branch. So why the hell are you out there volunteering and making a scene?”
I crossed my arms and answered.
“Whether I volunteer or not, what business is that of yours?”
“You fucking bitch! You came to sabotage us on purpose! Why was a rich girl like you even there!”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about. It wasn’t sabotage—it was a logical point. If you’re right, just lay it all out properly in the debate. If anything, you should be thanking me for the free publicity, shouldn’t you? Claiming the Joel family wronged you and all.”
When I openly held back a laugh, the ringleader’s lower eyelids twitched.
“……”
At that moment the junior who’d been quietly glaring my way opened his mouth.
“You.”
“……?”
“If you’re really just doing this out of boredom, you’d better brace yourself a little.”
I tilted my head.
“Is that a threat?”
The junior’s shoulders shook with a chuckle, then he wore a cold smile.
“No? Just saying. It’s admirable how a young friend like you steps up so bravely, so I’m giving you some advice.”
“Really……”
“Of course really. Calling it a threat? You shouldn’t twist people’s words like that.”
The junior sneered.
Still trying to paint me as the crazy one, it seemed.
I stared at that for a moment, then scrunched up my face hard.
“No, for real, what the fucking hell is this. Cutting people off mid-sentence and talking shit, you retarded piece of shit. Ptooey!”
“……!”
Those around you will not remember your profanity.
“Ah, this fucking……”
The instant I used the hypnosis, I scrambled away.
To complete the true mockery, you couldn’t even give the pissed-off opponent a chance to counterattack. Rile them up and then cut off every outlet for them to vent.
From now on that junior bastard would spend the rest of his life in a foul mood—from the rage of failing to play it cool, and the humiliation of being toyed with however I pleased.
But what the fuck was he gonna do about it?
What could he even do?
I deliberately shouted loud enough for the entire building corridor to hear.
“Kyaa, so refreshing! This is why I do debates.”
The reaction came immediately.
“Fucking hell for real. Let go of me a second. … Ah, just let go already! Do you know what that just called me!?”
“What are you talking about. What did you hear?”
“No?”
“Hey hey, hold him tight. If an accident happens we’ve gotta shut down the channel.”
The debate was simply my victory.
From the start they’d been blaming the Joel family for something that wasn’t even their fault, so there was no way they could dare mount a proper counterargument.
At best they’d brought out a forged contract, but… I immediately requested verification from the Hunter Administration and got the error corrected.
In the end the ringleader had to finish the debate having only suffered even greater humiliation.
We debated the wrongful arrest case too.
But the cops didn’t say a single word.
The senior just heaved heavy sighs at my claims without a word of apology, and the junior tried to lunge at me the moment the staff looked away—only to get dragged off.
“Whoa shit… that scared me. You okay, Pecia?”
The debate host, the man with the swirl cut, approached me.
For the record, a swirl cut meant shaving your head bald and growing just the crown long like a reverse comb-over, then plopping it on top of your head in a swirl shape.
Why anyone would do that, I had no idea either.
Anyway, he was the streamer who’d contacted me first the moment the wrongful arrest incident blew up.
“I’m fine.”
When I nodded calmly, the streamer let out a sigh of relief.
“Suddenly flexing their strength like that, what a bunch of psychos. Ah, of course I’m not taking sides or anything. …No, but honestly, right? Kids, am I wrong? Crazy bastards.”
He’d tried to keep up some pretense since he’d used the cops as guests, but true to form for an attention-seeking streamer, he was back to his usual self.
From what I’d heard, this guy didn’t really have any backing either…
If something happened to him, I should protect him.
That way the other side would get even more pissed off.
“Oh right. Pecia, how did you convince those people? When I called, none of them picked up.”
Sensing that the ringleader and cops weren’t the type to just go along with something like this, the streamer asked.
As he thought, they weren’t the sort of people to quietly cooperate with a show like this.
I tilted my head once, then replied.
“Hmm? I just said let’s debate and they accepted. I didn’t expect them to go as far as lunging like that either.”
“Ah… so what was their reaction when you proposed it?”
“They answered exactly like this. ‘Do whatever. It’s just his own life that gets fucked, right?’”
“The protester?”
“Yep.”
At that, the streamer put on a hollow laugh for the camera.
“That’s fucking creepy. So they genuinely thought they were right? Aren’t they psychopaths?”
The surrounding staff burst out laughing.
The streamer chuckled lightly too, then said,
“No no, for real. Hey, during the debate they swore, spat—it’s like full-on schizophrenia rambling.”
Actually, I’d manipulated it with hypnosis.
Made them think I have to participate in the debate.
From their perspective, it probably felt like they’d received an order from higher up.
I’d blocked them from considering any deeper circumstances at the source.
A little later, after answering some donation messages, the streamer wrapped up the atmosphere.
“Pecia. Any last words you want to say?”
“Hmm…… Well. Nothing.”
“Huh wait a sec, what’s this. A magician? Who?”
“……!”
Someone in chat shared a video of my magic show, and the place started getting noisy again.
At some point the streamer suddenly dropped into a full prostration toward me and started begging for my contact info.
“Please…! Please…! I won’t bother you. Just look me up when you need me. Please…!”
Ugh, what a pain.
“Um.”
“Really please, they say if I get the contact it’s five million won. If you give it, I’ll light my mosquito coil for you.”
Saying that, the streamer grabbed his own hair and lifted it up.
Now that I looked, the hairstyle was less a swirl and more like a mosquito coil.
Pfft…!
I’d been about to return the bow as a refusal, but in the end I roughly matched the cheerful mood and punched in my number.
Since I didn’t know what kind of weird retaliation the other side might pull, I’d need to check on his safety now and then.
“Haah— Pecia. What the hell is this.”
Elaine seemed pretty shocked from watching the debate show.
If a D-class ability user cop just charged in, someone like me with no mana at all would die in an instant.
At least, that was how it looked to her.
I lightly laughed and reassured her, then got to the point.
“By the way, how did it go? Elaine. Think those people will get properly punished?”
I’d exposed their tantrums, so now it was time for them to face proper judgment.
Right now I had no connections or pull on this side, so from here on the people in power would have to move.
Elaine lifted just the corners of her mouth with coolly opened eyes.
“Don’t worry. The law is all about how you interpret it. It’s a fight over whether that side cuts the tail or not.”
She’d also caught on to the existence of the cartel.
If the other side tried to protect the cops and the ringleader, it could turn into a mudslinging match.
But……
“They’ll cut the tail, won’t they?”
I already knew how this would end.
Elaine’s eyes opened lightly in mild surprise, then she smiled and asked,
“Why do you think that?”
I spoke while recalling the cop who’d charged in all excited.
“They’ve already spouted a ton of nonsense. Covering even that would cost too much blood. But on the flip side, labeling them as psychos and locking them up somewhere would be perfect.”
“Oho, our koala’s smarter than I thought!”
“Huh? Than you thought…?”
“Anyway, you’re right. I even found a collaborator because of that. For the finishing blow.”
“A collaborator?”
“Hey, come in!”
Elaine called out like that and quietly picked up her teacup.
Over her shoulder, the private room door of the cafe opened, and an unexpected figure appeared.
“Huh…! Kang Jihun?”
When my eyes went round, Kang Jihun clicked his tongue and averted his gaze.
Elaine set down her teacup and said,
“Relax. He’s not here to hurt you.”
I knew that too.
And even if he came at me, I’d win.
“Why’d you call him?”
“Well, there was public opinion saying you’d been put up to it by the Joel family. So I got Adriel’s permission and released the footage I’d taken at the preliminary assembly.”
“Ahh……”
The Joel family was evaluated similarly to a chaebol conglomerate in modern terms. No matter how much this incident had been the protesters’ nonsense, there was still public opinion looking to pick faults and attack the Joel family.
But this time Elaine had used her wits to quiet it down. Apparently she didn’t like me getting mixed up and badmouthed.
Anyway, once it was proven I didn’t have good feelings toward Kang Jihun and the Joel family, things seemed to quiet down.
But the video was something I’d covered up by settling it with Mana Cloth.
Wondering if I should refund it or something, I looked over, and Kang Jihun struck first with an annoyed look.
“Don’t think I’m going to thank you for this.”
“……?”
“What are you staring at. You went to volunteer on purpose after I butted in, and now you’re acting all… Magic coward, why the hell did you call me here anyway?”
Ah, so Kang Jihun had been grateful that I’d cleared up the misunderstanding about his family.
I’d just been harassing the troublemakers for stress relief.
Elaine patted the empty chair and offered Kang Jihun a seat.
“Still, we should at least toast to our successful operation! We’re comrades!”
“This is fucking ridiculous.”
“Hey! Don’t leave. I can snitch to your dad, you know?”
Wuuung—
While Elaine grabbed the leaving Kang Jihun, my smartphone rang.
Thinking it was a spam call I was about to hang up, but seeing the name on the screen, I couldn’t press the red button.
Ah shit, this guy’s probably figured it all out.
I scrunched my face once, then answered the call.
“H-hello?”
……
“Hello….!”
“Was this also part of ‘Making a Happy World’?”
“……!”
“That’s not it, Director… Yes yes. I’ll be careful. Yes. Ahaha!”
Director?
Kang Jihun’s expression twisted.
The person he respected as much as his own father was the Director of the Hunter Administration.
Someone so powerful and influential that the word “Director” was sometimes used in place of “the strongest.”
At the same time, one of the few great figures who sincerely cared for the hunters on the front lines.
In fact, Kang Jihun himself was currently striving with the Director as his goal… Anyway, whoever Pecia’s call partner was, daring to impersonate him made him extremely displeased.
“Eh— of course I got taught a lesson… Ah, speaking of which, he’s right next to me! We’re pretty close. Don’t worry.”
……?
“Instead you’ll scold him? For real?”
This bastard.
His teeth ground of their own accord.
That “right next to me” was clearly referring to him no matter how you looked at it. The person on the other end of the phone had belatedly learned about the preliminary assembly incident and was joking around.
Kang Jihun was a real man who didn’t take insults like this. He roughly thrust his hand out toward Pecia.
“Hey, hand it over.”
“Huh, what?”
“I said hand it over. Who’s gonna scold me?”
Tak! The moment he snatched Pecia’s smartphone, he said,
“You fucking bastard. Who the fuck are you. Are you the Director?”
“……!”
Pecia covered her mouth with both hands.
“……”
Her throat quietly bobbed.