Chapter 9: Shooting Requires Concentration (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 9: Shooting Requires Concentration (2)
After the climax, strangely enough, a sense of absurdity hit me before the pleasure did.
Shoving my cock right in her face like that... I can’t believe I actually did it.
Of course, it was a decision I made after observing this world for a while, but I didn't expect things to go this smoothly.
When browsing online communities, I’d see plenty of posts saying they wanted to suck a dick or get laid, but you could see stuff like that occasionally in my original world too.
Even if men talk dirty among themselves, it’s usually just talk. If a woman actually lifted her skirt and asked to be fucked, the first thing a guy would suspect is a honey trap or a Me Too setup. But Sung Hee-na, though she hesitated for a moment, sucked me off with gusto.
Having successfully pulled off a scene straight out of a porn flick, I revised my perception of the women here from 'they like lewd things' to 'they fucking love them.'
At this rate, couldn't I just whip my dick out on the street and have them line up to hop on?
As that thought crossed my mind, my cock, still glistening with her saliva, began to stand tall again.
Sung Hee-na stared blankly at the growing member.
Looking at her, all sexy and drenched, I was just about to think it was time for the main event when I heard the sound of a door opening.
Click— Knock, knock.
Since I didn't want to be disturbed from the moment we were left alone, I had locked the door. Someone outside tried the handle and then knocked.
As I quickly adjusted my pants, Sung Hee-na rushed to the door.
We were alone in a locked room, so people might get the wrong idea. She should have just stayed still.
If the person outside had just left, we could have had a grand old time, but the flustered Sung Hee-na didn't seem to think that far ahead.
"Oh, you were inside. The door was locked, so I thought no one was here."
When the door opened, Han Ju-hee, who had been about to leave, spoke while eyeing the room.
Her eyes darted back and forth between Sung Hee-na and me.
Two people of the opposite sex alone in a sealed room—it was bound to look suspicious.
"We were in the middle of concentration training and locked the door to avoid distractions."
"It seems I've interrupted you. I'm sorry."
"No, the training just finished. What brings you to the range?"
Personally, I wasn't finished yet, but Sung Hee-na ended it on her own.
"I came to see Manager Jeong Yeon-woo."
Han Ju-hee said as she stepped inside and approached me.
She was still slender, yet possessed a curvaceous figure. One might say her body was optimized for office wear.
"I'm glad you haven't left for the day yet, Manager."
Glad, my ass. You ruined everything.
"Is something the matter?"
"The Clan Leader is looking for you."
"Park... Why does the Clan Leader want to see me?"
Why was that guy looking for me?
Park Sung-jun used the body owner as a useful figurehead, but they weren't actually close.
Ever since he fled the dungeon, the body owner had avoided Park Sung-jun out of embarrassment.
Park Sung-jun hadn't cared much since he wasn't exactly a nice guy himself, but now he was suddenly looking for me.
It must be because of the operating I did.
"I don't know the details myself."
"I'll clean up here. You can go ahead."
As I stood there with a wary expression, Sung Hee-na spoke up first.
"No, I'll help clean up before I go. You were helping me with my training."
The mood was already dead, so there was no point in trying to push for more.
Besides, there would be plenty of opportunities to train in the future.
Han Ju-hee watched us clean up with interest, as if she found the fact that I used a gun fascinating.
Especially when I put the pistol back into its case, her eyes sparkled like a young boy discovering a new toy.
"Good work today. Please help me with my training again."
"Yes... I'll be waiting."
After we finished cleaning, I said my goodbyes, and Sung Hee-na gave a shy smile.
She looks like a model, but her personality is actually quite cute.
To think the mood was so high only to have cold water thrown on it. Park Sung-jun, if you called me for something trivial, you're dead meat.
Having delivered the message, Han Ju-hee went off somewhere, and I headed to the Clan Leader's office alone.
"You've arrived. He's waiting for you."
The male secretary standing at the door greeted me and opened it.
"It's been a while. Have you been well?"
"Yes, it has. I've been doing well, thanks to you."
Following the gesture from Park Sung-jun, who was sitting in the center, I sat on the sofa opposite him.
The secretary brought me a Coke... a Coke?
Thanks to a brilliant secretary with a good memory, I was being served a Coke in the Clan Leader's office.
Come to think of it, the body owner loved carbonated drinks so much he practically drank Coke instead of water.
I didn't hate it, but since I needed to manage my body now, I asked the secretary for water or coffee instead.
The secretary's eyes wavered for a moment, but he bowed and brought back a fresh cup of coffee. Park Sung-jun watched me intently before speaking.
"I heard you've been practicing shooting with the Tactical Support Team Leader lately."
"Yes, since my body is weak, I'm learning it for personal self-defense."
Since my skills weren't fully developed yet, I hid as much as possible.
Looking at the state of this clan, I didn't even want to be a Hero here, so there was no need to reveal anything.
"Self-defense... I see. Since there are no Heroes who use guns. They don't work on monsters, after all. As someone who was briefly a Hero, you should know that well, Manager Jeong Yeon-woo."
He spoke as if he understood, but there was an underlying nuance telling me not to do anything useless.
Seeing how he was subtly pressuring me, it seemed he wanted to keep me tucked away in the HR department indefinitely.
It might have worked on the faint-hearted body owner, but it wouldn't work on me.
"Ah, your operating work when Yoon A-young's party was in danger the other day was excellent."
"It just happened to turn out that way. It was only possible because Hero Yoon A-young and Hero Park Se-eun are so skilled."
"Yes, I'm glad you realize that."
Wow, this guy.
The moment I showed some humility, he immediately jumped on it to agree.
The reason Park Sung-jun was talking like this was simple.
"The result was good, but forcibly intruding into the situation room to take over operating is legally problematic."
He was trying to discipline me.
He probably thought he could use this pressure to cook me however he wanted.
"I managed to smooth things over, but there are still many employees in the situation room who are unhappy."
Stop beating around the bush and just say what you want, man.
Park Sung-jun paused and took a leisurely sip of his coffee.
I knew he wanted to apply psychological pressure, but I just wanted to get this over with.
"However, the problem is the operating itself. It's illegal to give orders without a professional operating license."
There's a license for operating?
No, more than that, it was more surprising that the parrots in the situation room actually had licenses.
"So? Heroes are allowed to operate, though."
The word 'Hero' was all-powerful. It was a magic profession that gave you a free pass for anything related to monsters.
Startled by my rebuttal, Park Sung-jun stared at me, forgetting he even had the coffee to his lips.
"I see you still think of yourself as a Hero. How admirable."
He belatedly tried to act nonchalant and spoke leisurely, but the momentum had already shifted to me.
He probably intended to scam me like he usually did with the body owner, but I wasn't going to be an easy target.
"Well—it's true I'm not active as a Hero."
"Exactly. For Manager Jeong Yeon-woo, who isn't a Hero, to operate is illegal. As the Clan Leader, I have to resolve this issue."
You're really underestimating me.
He intended to pressure me, but Park Sung-jun had just blurted out something he definitely shouldn't have.
"Actually, no. I'm still registered as a Hero in the Break Line."
"... ... That's just a registration on paper..."
"Yes, and since I'm registered on paper, it's not illegal. Because I'm a Hero."
Even though the body owner had declared he wouldn't be a Hero after fleeing the dungeon, Park Sung-jun had kept him registered as a Hero in the clan.
He cared about the clan's size, so he kept one more person on the roster, and he even introduced me as a Hero when scouting others.
His behavior was no different from a back-alley thug.
"... ..."
Park Sung-jun was silent, perhaps surprised by my personality—which was the polar opposite of the body owner's—or perhaps he was searching for a rebuttal.
This time, I leisurely sipped my coffee and waited for him to speak.
"Right, the Management Support Team made a bit of a mistake. It's not illegal."
Park Sung-jun nodded, conceding to my point like a broad-minded man.
Blaming the Management Support Team was a bit pathetic, though.
As I sat there nodding silently and acting a bit cocky, Park Sung-jun watched me for a moment before speaking again.
"But even if it's not illegal, there's still a lot of resentment from the staff. From a management perspective, it's a headache."
You just said you smoothed it over.
Since his attempt to pressure me with the 'illegal' angle failed, he immediately changed tactics.
"I suppose so. From their perspective, I did overstep my authority."
"Exactly. Even if you're a Hero on paper, you're currently working in HR. It's only natural for them to be angry."
"Uh... but don't they have anything to thank me for?"
"What?"
"If you look at the combat data, you'll see the situation room couldn't provide any proper operating. I'm the one who cleaned up their mess. If things had gone wrong, a party without a Jewel of Life would have been wiped out, and four Heroes would have died. Wow—putting it like that, it's a huge deal. Four Heroes dying? Plus, Hero Yoon A-young is a prospect the clan has been pushing, right?"
As I laid it all out, Park Sung-jun couldn't find an answer.
Park Sung-jun had started off on the wrong foot from the beginning.
Because he had been manipulating the body owner however he wanted, he underestimated me and approached this far too sloppily.
He's a sharp guy, so it won't be this easy next time, but this round was my total victory.
"I prevented a catastrophe; shouldn't the situation room be thanking me?"
"That... you're right. That's why I'm planning to give Manager Jeong Yeon-woo an incentive."
Sweet, free money.
"Thank you. So you called me here for the incentive? You could have just told me over the phone."
"As the Clan Leader, I should personally offer my compliments for something like this."
Look at that fake smile, even though he's probably fuming inside.
I was half-expecting him to lose his cool and threaten to fire me, but he wasn't stupid enough to go that far.
Instead, he'd definitely developed a grudge against me.
But what could he do?
I don't go into dungeons, so he can't exactly have me 'disappeared' in secret.
Fire me? I plan on being a Hero anyway, so I don't care if I'm fired. In fact, since I'm registered as a Hero in this clan, being fired would be better.
But he'd never fire me.
The body owner might have been a one-trick pony with his face, but he was that effective for recruitment.
I sipped my coffee with a broad grin.
"Ah, and one more thing. I called you here because I have a favor to ask."
Park Sung-jun opened a manila envelope that had been sitting on the tea table and handed it to me.
A filming permit?
"Manager Jeong Yeon-woo, people have been full of praise since you saved those Heroes with your brilliant operating. Thanks to that, broadcasting stations and streamers have taken an interest and sent in filming requests."
Aha, so that's why he called me in and tried to pressure me.
Even though I'd shown that my personality had changed, most people still remembered the body owner's image.
If it were the body owner, he would have absolutely refused to go on a show like this.
I didn't know if he was proposing this because he was relieved by my changed personality or if he was just taking a shot in the dark, but there was no need for him to lay all that groundwork about it being illegal.
"If the video comes out, the clan's recognition will rise, and as the manager in charge of recruitment..."
"I'll do it."
Park Sung-jun, who had been explaining in detail out of anxiety, beamed when I readily agreed.
"I knew it. I knew I could count on you, Manager Jeong Yeon-woo."
Don't lie.
"I'll let you know the exact schedule after coordinating with them. Keep up the good work."
Whether this was truly his goal or not, even Park Sung-jun's voice brightened.
Man, then we fought for nothing.
Why bother trying to use your brain to manipulate me? If you'd heard my operating, you'd know my personality had changed a bit; you should have just asked.
Then again, types like him love the feeling of being in control and manipulating everything, so he probably just did it out of habit.
We said our goodbyes in a friendly atmosphere, and I left the Clan Leader's office.
I don't know about the broadcasting stations, but I'm looking forward to filming with a streamer.
In my previous world, personal interviews were strictly off-limits, so I used to watch videos and occasionally think about wanting to appear on a broadcast. Now, it was coming true here.