Chapter 28: Office Wife (4)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 28: Office Wife (4)
It was another peaceful day of getting paid to do absolutely nothing.
Just as I was thinking I should start getting ready for the upcoming meeting, my smartphone suddenly rang. It was a call from Han Ju-hee.
"Manager, where are you? The meeting has already started..."
... ...
That bitch, Baek Bo-min.
She gave me the wrong meeting time again.
I could understand it happening once or twice, but the fact that I’m the only one getting the wrong information makes it obvious that she’s doing this on purpose.
I grabbed my tablet and entered the conference room to find the staff looking miserable, their heads hanging low.
"Look who finally decided to show up. I thought you were too busy to attend the meeting."
Kim Yun-ah smiled at me.
It was by no means a friendly smile. It was the expression of someone who wanted to kill me but was holding back because of the law.
"I'm sorry. I mixed up the meeting time."
As I apologized and took my seat, I locked eyes with Baek Bo-min, who was sitting with her head bowed.
Look at those innocent, wide eyes, acting like she did nothing wrong.
She’s 100 percent enjoying the fact that she just screwed me over.
"I’ve been too easy on you all lately, and now your discipline has gone to hell. Are you even focused? We’re about to enter a recruitment war, and this is how you’re going to act?!"
As Kim A-young’s voice grew louder, the employees' expressions darkened.
No matter how I looked at it, she seemed furious because I was late, but she was intentionally scolding the others more to make me feel guilty toward them.
"You think your job is done just because you brought in a few apprentice heroes? Huh?! Manager Jeong Yeon-woo here is struggling with a major project to recruit B-rank heroes, and you don't even want to help him? Do you think heroes will just flock to our clan if you sit around daydreaming?"
Your ability to insult people indirectly is top-tier, ma'am.
I know a certain Colonel who would get along with you famously.
Since everyone was being scolded because of me, I, the sinner, had to keep my mouth shut and my head down.
Meetings are supposed to be the first step toward doing something productive, but the only thing this meeting produced in abundance was stress.
The moment Kim Yun-ah told the staff—who had been thoroughly chewed out—that they could leave, they rushed out as if they were in a disaster evacuation drill.
I was only able to leave the conference room after enduring another thirty minutes of nagging from Kim Yun-ah, who seemed thrilled to have regained her momentum.
As I walked past the employees' desks, the atmosphere was icy and silent.
"Everyone got scolded because of me. I'm sorry."
"No, it's okay. It wasn't your fault, Manager."
"Yeah, like the Department Head said, we were just a bit too relaxed. You didn't do anything wrong, Manager."
They didn't say anything to my face as I apologized, but they might have been cursing me out internally.
I turned my gaze toward the source of the problem: Baek Bo-min.
She was sitting there with her intern ID badge hanging from her neck, looking as if she knew nothing.
"Ms. Baek Bo-min."
"Yes, Manager!"
"A moment, please. Could you come to my office?"
Baek Bo-min answered brightly and followed me like a puppy.
After closing the door and sitting down, I met the eyes of Baek Bo-min, who was standing in front of my desk, staring at me blankly.
"You gave me the wrong meeting time again. You've been making a lot of mistakes lately."
"Oh... Uh? You're right. I'm so sorry..."
She cupped her hands over her mouth, pretending to be shocked, but it felt like she was mocking me.
Normally, if someone told her she gave the wrong info, she’d be confused or deny it first, but she admitted it immediately.
"Um... am I being scolded?"
... ... Why does she look so happy?
The way her eyes sparkled when she asked if she was being scolded made it look like she was about to receive a gift.
Faced with a gaze that reminded me of a niece looking for pocket money, I hesitated for a moment.
What is this? Is she trying to intentionally piss me off so I'll insult her, and then she can report me?
Her incomprehensible reaction made me cautious.
"No, I called you in to give you a warning. You've been making frequent mistakes, so please pay more attention, just as the Department Head said."
"... ... Yes... I understand."
Why are you sulking when I let you off easy?
Baek Bo-min bowed her head to me, looking visibly dejected, and walked out.
Is this a scheme to make me look bad by showing the other employees how pitiful she looks...?
Later, when Han Ju-hee came to my room, I requested that she relay all future announcements to me directly.
Though she seemed a bit puzzled, perhaps because it was the same day we all got chewed out by Kim Yun-ah, she simply nodded and left without saying much.
The next day, when I arrived at work, there was a small bundle of cloth on my desk.
It was about the size of a palm, reminding me of the throwable dolls the body's original owner used to keep in his drawer.
Wondering what it was, I picked it up, and the cloth unfolded into a pair of panties.
Sung Hee-na? Kim Yun-ah? Jeong I-dam? Jeong A-rim?
I wasn't sure if I should be happy or not that so many people came to mind in such an absurd situation.
As I was staring blankly at the erotic underwear—a mix of mesh and lace—there was a knock, and Han Ju-hee entered.
"Manager, did you call for me?"
"No, I didn't."
"Really...? Ms. Baek Bo-min said you were looking for me..."
It was Baek Bo-min.
"There must have been a misunderstanding. Please tell Ms. Baek Bo-min to come here."
"Yes, I understand."
After Han Ju-hee left, I picked up the hidden underwear.
I thought she was just messing with me, but this is just childish.
It didn't feel like corporate politics or a clever scheme; it felt like a prank played by a middle schooler.
I tucked the underwear into my drawer and waited. Soon, Baek Bo-min arrived, carrying a tray with coffee.
"Manager, did you want to see me?"
I stared at Baek Bo-min as she smiled and naturally placed the coffee in front of me.
How should I start this?
"Drink it before it gets cold. Hehe—"
Following her blatant suggestion, I took a sip, only to find it wasn't coffee—it was sugar water.
"How does it taste?"
"Mmm, it's sweet. Way too sweet."
"Eh? I'm sorry. I must have confused the sugar."
What kind of "confusion" results in something so sweet it makes your tongue tingle? I wondered why it felt so thick; Baek Bo-min had basically made a paste out of sugar.
If she wants to be scolded that badly, then I guess I have to oblige.
I set the coffee cup down and spoke to Baek Bo-min, who was apologizing with zero sincerity.
"Are you wearing underwear?"
"Huh? Yes... I am... but what does that have to do with work?"
She didn't admit they were hers.
I leaned back so far I thought the chair might tip over and propped my feet up on the desk.
As I shifted into an arrogant posture and stared at her, Baek Bo-min’s eyes darted around anxiously.
"Did you know? There's a CCTV camera in my office."
"... ..."
"Since I have valuable data on heroes I've gathered for recruitment, of course there would be a CCTV, right?"
At the mention of a CCTV, Baek Bo-min couldn't say a word.
In truth, I was planning to install one starting today, but she didn't seem to realize I was lying.
"How should I interpret the act of leaving underwear on a superior's desk?"
"Ah... well... I'm sorry..."
"If you did something wrong, you have to be punished, right?"
Baek Bo-min hunched her shoulders as if dejected, but she stole a glance at me when I mentioned punishment.
I wondered if this was really the right thing to do, but then again, nothing in this world is normal.
Even the professional Juna is a pervert who gets turned on by scents, and Sung Hee-na is becoming bolder and bolder since her sexual awakening.
When I flicked my finger, Baek Bo-min approached hesitantly.
Her small frame and curled bob cut only added to her cuteness.
I took my feet off the desk, straightened my chair, and pulled the approaching Baek Bo-min by the arm, forcing her to double over across my lap.
"Manager... this is..."
"It's a punishment."
I felt her small, cheeky buttocks for a moment before bringing my palm down.
Smack!
"Kyaa!"
Baek Bo-min let out a short shriek, covered her mouth, and flailed her legs.
She only moved her legs out of surprise; she didn't try to run away and stayed obediently draped over my thighs.
I rested my palm on her somewhat short pencil skirt for a moment before striking again. This time, Baek Bo-min let out a sound closer to a moan.
"Hyut! Hyuuuung..."
"Did you do something wrong or not?"
"I did... I did something wrong. I need to be punished more."
Baek Bo-min admitted her fault while wiggling her small bottom, as if trying to tempt me.
"Are you going to behave if I punish you?"
"Yes, I'll behave. I'll work hard. Hiyaang! Ahut!"
As I struck her repeatedly, the noises she made grew louder.
Worried that people outside might hear, I opened the drawer, stuffed the panties she had left there into her mouth, and continued the spanking.
Though tears welled in her eyes, her flushed cheeks told me she was getting excited.
As I caressed her heated buttocks and lifted her skirt, Baek Bo-min gasped and grabbed my hand.
Wait... she left them there after wearing them?
My handprints were clearly visible on her bare, exposed bottom.
And her defenseless pussy was drenched in vaginal fluids.
"Hnghhhh... Haguuuu... Hwi-ha-he-hyo... Hngh!"
I pressed down on her back to keep her from moving and stroked her pussy with my fingers. Baek Bo-min let out a sobbing moan, trying to say something through the gag.
I showed my fluid-slicked fingers to Baek Bo-min.
"You were feeling it while being punished? Was this not a punishment after all?"
"... ..."
With a face as red as a ripe persimmon, Baek Bo-min shook her head cutely, but when I showed her the string of fluids stretching between my thumb and forefinger, she hung her head low.
Smack!
I slapped her bare bottom, making her back arch in surprise.
Thinking that any more would leave bruises, I helped her up. She pulled her skirt back down while still holding the panties in her mouth.
"Put your underwear back on."
"Hngh... Ptooey, they're all wet from my spit..."
"Put them on."
When I told her to put them on with a smile, Baek Bo-min fiddled with the spat-out panties before bending over.
The sight of her stepping into the panties while still wearing high heels was quite sexy.
The sexy underwear, which didn't quite match her image, slid up her calves and over her thighs.
As she adjusted them, her hairless pussy—her "Baek-boji"—was briefly visible beneath her hiked-up skirt before being covered by the panties.
Whether it was the slimy sensation or something else, seeing the little "Baldie"—no, Bo-min—wriggle her thighs was actually quite cute.
"Go back to work. Do better from now on. And look, I don't mind if you make personal mistakes with me, but try not to mess up clan business. You've seen the Department Head's personality. If you want to keep working here and getting 'punished,' you shouldn't be a nuisance to the department, right?"
"Yes, I understand."
Baek Bo-min walked out with a strange gait, glancing back at me.
"Thank you, Manager. Later, again..."
Too embarrassed to finish her sentence, she hurried out.
She could have at least closed the door.
I took the undrinkable coffee and the tray back to the breakroom and returned to my seat.
What a strange world.
An M-type? Isn't that a bit of a rare fetish for the women of this world?
Anyway, now that we've had a proper talk, she probably won't do anything weird regarding clan business anymore.
And I get to smack a small, soft bottom every now and then. Works out perfectly.
I'm a bit worried that the number of people I'm involved with in the clan is growing, but as a man, I honestly feel pretty good about it.
Anyway, next is recruitment.
It’s the task of replacing the aging heroes of the Break Line.
Though they rotate depending on the dungeon, Park Sung-jun’s party consists of twelve members in total.
Members have changed here and there over time, but the fact that Han So-ye, who is in her thirties, is the youngest shows just how high the average age is.
Even the clan leader, Park Sung-jun, looks young but is approaching his fifties.
The clan's main force could retire at any moment, but everyone was keeping quiet about it simply because they were too intimidated to bring it up to the clan leader.
I plan to reorganize the B-rank heroes around Han So-ye, who is in her prime in terms of both physical ability and experience.
The problem is Han So-ye’s skill.
Her skill is Deflection. Yes, the kind of deflection that parries an opponent's attack.
No matter the situation, as long as it activates, she can perform a deflection so perfect it defies logic, making her specialized in countering enemy attacks.
As long as the matchup isn't terrible, it's a top-tier skill for anti-personnel combat, allowing Han So-ye to beat even most A-rank heroes.
There was a reason Han So-ye was on 24-hour standby when we went to catch Millionface.
However, it is strictly an anti-personnel skill. It can't be used against monsters that crush with pure mass or those with massive bodies.
Since many strong boss-class monsters have human forms, she might shine in boss battles, but boss-classes aren't always human-shaped, and there are many limitations against beast-type monsters.
I need to pair her with a hero who has skills advantageous against large opponents.
I sifted through the list Han Ju-hee had compiled, checking who would be the best fit, doing some actual work for the first time in a while.
Even if they might leave the clan once they grow stronger, they at least need to hold the line until then.