Chapter 110
Chapter 110
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 110
Chapter Title: Tax Thieves and Demons from Hell
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[These days, since life’s gotten so comfy, they’re calling Management Bureau folks tax thieves lololol]
Are they actually insane?
If those people had even a shred of bad intent, Korea would’ve turned straight into hell on earth. Yet instead of rampaging, they’re out there helping people—and folks can’t even be grateful? Calling them tax thieves lololol.
Anyone who’s ever seen a Mutant go berserk even once could never think of them that way.
They’re just fat and happy, that’s all.
-Me too, I saw that and thought they were total nutjobs lol.
-If the Director even got bored and threw a tantrum, Korea’d get wiped off the map.
-And Unnie Yeon-hwa’s only overshadowed by the Director anyway;; Even just her known abilities put her on god-tier Munchkin level, right?
[Fact: If Unnie Yeon-hwa had any bad intentions, Korea would’ve been hell lol.]
Don’t these guys know what vampire traits are?
Overseas has already been through proper hell because of vampire-type Mutants.
The scariest thing about vampire-type Mutants is they can keep expanding their bloodline.
You think Unnie Yeon-hwa doesn’t have that power?
- Fr real, we should be bowing in thanks just for them chilling out.
-Tax thieves lol. Think of all the social costs they’ve saved by keeping Mutants in check all this time?
-Compared to the costs of deploying special forces and such back in the day, they’ve actually saved us taxes.
The community was ablaze. All because someone had tossed out that one “tax thieves” comment.
But Seo-hyun and Yeon-hwa couldn’t care less about it.
They knew all too well how the community ghosts spewed endless nonsense online.
Plus, they knew getting worked up over it would only hurt themselves.
Above all… they were people who knew better than anyone just what kind of chaos they could unleash.
They weren’t the type to let a single “tax thieves” jab ruin the image they’d carefully built.
And the people who remembered Yeon-hwa’s dedication were ripping into anyone who called her that, so the backlash died down quick enough.
As a result, Yeon-hwa’s streams were steadily climbing. And it wasn’t just games anymore.
She’d occasionally invite Mutants she’d helped for content, or film herself and Seo-hyun volunteering with kids as a talent donation.
Seo-hyun even went full day-teacher mode using her real skills, so naturally, the side-eye on her streams dried up.
At the same time…
Blood and Blade, starring Tae-hoon and Seo-hyun, became a full-on phenomenon in the film world, racking up massive box office success.
* * *
“…Please, just please.”
“Why’re you shaking like that? The box office smash was a done deal.”
“Hey, even so, ten million’s a whole different story, okay?”
“…Fair point.”
That’s right.
The reason Tae-hoon was trembling like a leaf was because Blood and Blade was on the verge of hitting ten million viewers.
All that promo work—touring Seoul theaters on release day—had paid off big time.
Of course, even without it, the movie’s pure entertainment value was enough for word-of-mouth to carry it, so it wasn’t exactly surprising…
But hearing “ten million” made it hit home.
We struck total gold.
I was thrilled it did so well, but the thought lingered: This guy? Lead in a ten-million movie?
A dude who used to sell autographs for rice money pre-mutation, suddenly like this—cognitive dissonance, I guess.
To be honest, among the Blood and Blade cast, Tae-hoon was the most popular.
That Oni-type Mutant beauty, his overwhelming acting that dominated every scene.
And the final mad-action sequence to top it off—no way he wouldn’t blow up.
Plus, he’d pop into our channel now and then showing off his gaming skills, so the young crowd was obsessed.
Skill at games doesn’t always mean popularity, but when someone’s already huge and they’re good at games too? Instant extra appeal.
Anyway, riding that wave of hype…
“Done, done! Ten milllllion!”
Ten million viewers broken.
And so…
It was time to fulfill the ten-million pledge.
Naturally, I was roped in too.
Well, I’d exploited Tae-hoon knowing this might happen… so I owed him this much.
Wonder what Han-gyeol’s been up to lately, though.
No word from her at all.
And right then, a call came in from Han-gyeol.
Speak of the devil…
“Yo, long time. What’s up?”
-Demons have come up to the surface.
“…What’s that supposed to mean?”
-Literal. Gotta go smash some demons now… Wanna come just in case?
“Where’d they pop up?”
-Where else? Nearby, that’s why I’m calling. Hurry though—bad vibes.
“Got it, on my way.”
Thinking back to that demon-type Mutant last time, these ones wouldn’t be weaker—probably stronger.
So, full prep mode.
First, I headed to Unnie Yeon-hwa, who was mid-stream.
“Oh, Seo-hyun’s here?”
“Unnie. Gotta cut the stream short.”
“Huh? Why?”
“Emergency.”
-?????
-What? What came out?
“No worries, everyone. Just relax… Taking Unnie Yeon-hwa with me. See you later.”
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-My daughter.
“…What is it, Father.”
Han-gyeol answered with sleepy eyes.
Lately, Yahweh had been summoning her whenever he got bored.
So she figured it was nothing big and replied half-heartedly…
-Demons are coming here.
“…Pardon? What do you mean?”
A bombshell dropped.
-Didn’t I warn you last time? That the demons were coming.
Yeah, there was that.
“…So what do you want me to do?”
-You already know the answer.
In other words, handle it herself.
“Ugh… More work incoming.”
Han-gyeol stretched as she grumbled.
Things had gotten so peaceful lately she’d turned into a total shut-in NEET.
Not like she was hurting for cash, either.
…Not on purpose, but connections in the Middle East had landed her untouchable-level wealth.
How could she say no when God’s messenger was overseeing the world and asking for cooperation?
She’d always thought religious folk should shun riches, but Yahweh—who got modern society perfectly—said:
-They’re hoarding excessive wealth, aren’t they? Why not share it with those who have none?
So Han-gyeol had no reason to refuse.
Anyway, flush with cash and no duties since the Abrahamic faiths unified, she just sighed at the demon news from her room.
“Where are the demons?”
-I have a rough idea. Follow my guidance.
“Before that, lemme call a friend real quick. Might be tough solo.”
-Do so. Better to end it clean.
Around then, as Han-gyeol wrapped up her call with Seo-hyun…
She sensed something—a massive power hurtling toward her at insane speed—and sighed.
“Damn it, we’re screwed… Huh, wait. Why’m I swearing?”
KABOOOOM!
Her bought house exploded to bits.
Smoke rose from the half-collapsed ruins as a female demon appeared.
“Hey, angel girl.”
The stunningly beautiful demon grinned at Han-gyeol.
“Hey, you bitch demon.”
“Wow, mouthy for an angel, huh?”
“Would sweet words come outta your mouth if someone smashed your expensive house?”
“Oh… Super pricey place?”
“Pricey enough a bitch like you couldn’t afford it selling your body for life. You fucking cunt.”
Maybe ’cause it was a demon, but curses flew from Han-gyeol’s mouth nonstop.
The rebound from her sealed swearing made the dainty beauty’s filth hit with wild dissonance.
“Hmm, feisty mouth. Anyway… alone?”
“For now, yeah. Planning a gang-up?”
“Yup.”
Several ominous figures materialized around the sweetly smiling demon.
Three or four clearly elite demons at a glance.
Not Mutants turned demon—these were straight from hell.
Seo-hyun tracked all Korean Mutants anyway.
No way she’d let a demon-type Mutant slide unnoticed.
Just like Yahweh said—a hellgate had cracked open somewhere.
“…One question.”
“Shoot.”
“Why bother coming topside?”
“We’re up here to survive. After hell got cut off from the mortal world, most demons withered away—only a handful like us left. But demons need worship like divine beings to fuel our power… So with the mortal gate open, we figured we’d make humans remember us demons.”
“Ah, so smash me and announce demons have arrived in the mortal world?”
“Spot on. Looks like you’ve been making waves up here… Our recognition’s gonna skyrocket thanks to you.”
The demon flashed a seductive smile. But now-a-girl Han-gyeol didn’t give a damn. She was just counting down inside.
“So, last words? Even if you’re a Seraphim, we’re no pushovers.”
“You know I’m a Seraphim, so not your average demons, huh.”
“Think surviving hell’s mess was easy?”
“Fair.”
The demons finally faltered at Han-gyeol’s calm.
What’s she banking on?
“Got some ace up your sleeve? That Yahweh behind you—who can’t even flex properly up here?”
“Far as Father told me you guys were coming, vibes were off, so I called a friend.”
“…Huh? Friend? Another angel buddy?”
“No other angels topside but me.”
“Then who?”
The moment the demon asked—
Something winged plummeted vertically from the sky.
KABOOOOM!
As the fallen figure rose, the demons beheld it:
Eyes blazing like a dragon’s.
A crushing pressure slammed them down.