Chapter 67
Chapter 67
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 67
Chapter Title: Perfect Disguise
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'Did a celebrity just wander into the wrong room?'
Jeong Min-hee was no slouch in the looks department herself.
Back in school, she'd always held the top spot on the secret rankings the boys made of the prettiest girl in class.
But that was just "pretty" by regular standards.
The woman who'd just walked in was on a whole different level.
She didn't fit here at all, or so it seemed—like someone who'd never cross paths with an ordinary person like Min-hee.
Wrong room, that was the first thought that hit.
'No way it's Miss Seol-ah. Thinking about it.'
As both manager and company president, Min-hee wasn't completely in the dark.
Her company wouldn't run otherwise.
She knew Jeon Jeonseol's real name was Seol-ah.
That she was the terrifying chairman's daughter.
And as a fellow viewer, she even knew Seol-ah's handspan was just 13cm.
The woman who'd entered was clearly over 170cm tall at a glance, and with that height and those proportions, hands only 13cm long would look wildly unbalanced.
Sure enough, the newcomer had slender, pale, long fingers—the kind that made onlookers drool.
'Then who is she?'
Back to square one: the woman in front of her had wandered into the wrong room.
"I'm Seol-yoon, Seol-ah unnie's little sister. Nice to meet you."
Whether she enjoyed startling people or not, Seol-yoon waited until Min-hee had plenty of time to panic before speaking.
Someone else after all, but not the wrong person.
Min-hee let out a breath of relief and opened her mouth.
"Ah, so you're the little sister. Nice to meet you. I'm Jeong Min-hee."
Seol-ah was twenty-three, so her sister had to be younger, and Min-hee was twenty-seven.
But in the working world, you used polite speech with kids as a basic courtesy.
Min-hee stuck to the basics with a polite greeting.
"But is Seol-ah not coming?"
Today's appointment was clearly dinner with streamer Jeon Jeonseol.
No way they'd sent the sister instead?
She asked with that implication, and Seol-yoon glanced back.
Min-hee didn't catch the meaning.
"?"
Seol-ah popped out from behind Seol-yoon's coat.
Her face was stiff, her voice thoroughly flustered as she asked her sister beside her.
"Uh, what was 'nice to meet you' in Korean?"
"It's 'nice to meet you.' Unnie."
"N-Nice to meet you!"
Seol-yoon poked the side of Seol-ah, a pure-blooded Korean who was glitching so hard she couldn't even speak her own language properly.
Then she whispered in her ear.
"Add 'yo' at the end, unnie. 'Nice to meet you' is casual speech."
"Yo!"
'What is that adorable creature?'
First off, hiding completely behind her sister wasn't normal.
How curled up was she? Like a ninja or something.
Surprisingly busty and decently tall, but still under 160cm or so, anyway...
'Ah, platform shoes.'
No matter how well-made height-boosting shoes were, they gave themselves away.
If a 5cm+ insole looked natural, it'd be alien tech.
If she hadn't looked at the feet, maybe she wouldn't have noticed, but one glance and Min-hee clocked it.
Nearly 10cm insole.
Explained why her posture looked a bit unsteady.
'She's really going all out on the disguise!'
Couldn't measure height exactly by handspan, but they were proportional to some degree.
Unless someone was an outlier, hand length and height correlated.
The reason Min-hee suspected height fakers the moment she saw Seol-ah and checked her feet? Prior intel on that 13cm handspan.
'So cute.'
Her face was angelic—goddess level? No need to say more.
Unlike her sharp-featured sister, Seol-ah had a totally innocent look that doubled the cuteness.
It suited her petite frame perfectly.
Made you want to scoop her up in a hug.
Hiding behind her sister, fumbling nervously from tension, forcing herself into those ridiculous platforms to not look short—every action was cuteness overload.
'Blonde and busty? That's suspicious too.'
From her usual speech, she didn't seem like the type to enjoy salon visits, yet she'd dyed her hair—something needing regular upkeep? Weird.
Expecting natural black or brown, but seeing near-white blonde instead, Min-hee had to raise reasonable suspicions again.
And fitting those suspicions perfectly: wig for the hair, padding for the chest.
But since Min-hee didn't say it out loud, Seol-ah didn't realize her disguise was pierced in 30 seconds flat.
'Then how cute is she without all this?'
If they got closer and built some trust, could she meet the pure, unadorned Seol-ah?
Min-hee resolved to devote herself to the job like a dog.
She'd fallen at first sight—for Seol-ah's cuteness!
"Sorry we only got to meet now, even though the company's been around a while."
"Ah."
"Or something like that, right, unnie?"
'Doesn't seem like it. She just looks scared and shy.'
Seol-ah's complexion wasn't great.
She looked like a debtor dragged to a loan shark's den.
Made Min-hee wonder, 'Do I look that scary?'
Inevitably, conversation control went to Seol-yoon.
'How are these sisters so different?'
Seol-yoon was boldly confident; Seol-ah was all huddled up.
Seol-yoon was a tall, leggy beauty; Seol-ah was a cutie whose age you might question.
Plus, something subtly off-putting radiated from Seol-yoon.
Something, something, something.
Seol-ah had come out in full disguise defense mode.
Naturally, that made you suspect Seol-yoon was pulling some scam too, right?
Common sense: did that face and figure even exist in reality?
But Min-hee felt a strong gut instinct.
Suspecting Seol-yoon or offending her would lead to something horrific.
Eyes with a faint glint of madness?
She spoke kindly, acted politely, but something felt off, something, something...
'Overreacting? Don't think weird things. It's rude.'
Just the fox-like upturned eyes and stunning beauty sparking unnecessary thoughts.
Min-hee didn't know one coat pocket held a stun gun, the other pepper spray.
She decided to brush it off.
Both were dangerous items needing permits, but would she ever find out?
Once everyone was seated at the table.
'Her sitting height just plummeted! How long are those legs?!'
Reason two the platforms stood out: ridiculously short torso.
Not even a shoe-off restaurant, but the moment she sat, it was obvious.
This girl is short.
Min-hee strained her face muscles to hold back the laughter bubbling up.
Can't laugh. Gotta protect Seol-ah's innocence.
"I-If she's weird, p-please tell her I'm sorry."
Meanwhile, Seol-ah whispered to Seol-yoon, gauging the mood.
But Seol-yoon didn't relay it straight.
"No way! Unnie's not weird at all! Right, Min-hee-ssi?"
"Yes!"
"When you're this pretty, everything's a concept or charm point! Right, Min-hee-ssi?"
"Absolutely agree!"
"Ugh..."
"Unnie's the best!"
"Long live Seol-ah-nim!"
'She's bullying her!?'
For the record, one corner of Jeon Jeonseol's Labor Department—editor Kim Young-sang—had been excluded from the meetup precisely because he was a guy and might fall for Seol-ah.
Jealous? Should've been born a girl. Or turn into one.
"Here's your appetizer course."
A bit of table chat later, and the Hanwoo omakase began.
Something Min-hee would never shell out for normally—a luxury!
Only because someone else was treating could she indulge in this high-end course.
'I never knew, but I must've saved the country in a past life.'
Cute boss—wait, she was the boss.
Happy office life under a cute, loaded streamer.
Office visits maybe once or twice a week, rest all remote.
Light workload, fat paycheck, and chances to meet the streamer herself!
Even scoring lifetime-unlikely top-tier Hanwoo omakase.
Had to be past-life country-saving karma.
So thought Min-hee.
Forgotten entirely: the one editor who dragged himself to unnecessary commutes hoping to glimpse Jeon Jeonseol or work alongside pretty boss Min-hee.
Editor Kim Young-sang, fighting!
Work hard, maybe meet Miss Seol-ah, maybe not, but fighting!
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ 'I don't even know if the food's going in my mouth or my nose.'
"Unnie, that's your nose, not your mouth."
"Ack!"
No wonder the smells were so vivid.
If Seol-yoon hadn't stopped her, she'd have actually shoved food up her nose.
Min-hee-ssi burst out laughing at the sight.
"Pfft! Miss Seol-ah's got killer comic timing."
No, it's not a gag?
I almost actually put it in my nose?
Would've been a hideous sight.
Phew, dodged a bullet.
'Did she just call me Miss Seol-ah? Must've misheard Seol-ah-ssi.'
Who calls people "ssi" these days like that anymore?
Yeah, definitely misheard.
'I wanna go home!'
This job was picked to minimize leaving the house, but total shut-in life wasn't feasible.
She chatted fine with convenience store or theater staff.
But apartment security guards? Hard to even exchange words.
Seemed ongoing relationships were still a huge burden.
But.
'This is progress, right? One step forward.'
Couldn't worry the family forever, after all.
'Disguise didn't get spotted. Maybe the quality's better than I thought?'
Winter clothes being thick helped?
This camouflage might actually fool people.
Building some confidence!
This is why knights armor up before battle!
I know deceiving people is wrong.
But forgive me for lacking the courage to meet anyone without this armor.