Chapter 2

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Translator: True Detective

Chapter: 1

Chapter Title: Office Administrator Authority

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"Aaaah!"

Eun Seol let out a groan from the pain surging in her lower abdomen.

How did it end up like this? Why me?

Eun Seol looked up at the man pistoning away furiously above her. What was his name again... Right, Deputy Manager Yi Hyunwoo from the neighboring department. Average looks, medium height. The quiet type who kept to himself and just did his work diligently at the office.

"Ugh... Ugh, ugh..."

Hyunwoo's cock, which didn't match his ordinary appearance at all, plunged back and forth inside Eun Seol's pussy. Her questions kept getting interrupted by his massive shaft, easily surpassing standard size.

"Haaah... Aaaaah..."

Her toes tingled, and her whole body shuddered. It bruised her pride, but she came hard on his dick.

"Haa... Haa..."

Her body went limp. As she lay there dazed, the cock that had just been ravaging her pussy appeared right in front of her eyes.

"Are you done just enjoying yourself? I'm disappointed, Deputy Manager."

Hyunwoo grinned slyly and prodded her lips with his cock.

The pleasure from moments ago rapidly cooled at his condescending attitude, replaced by burning anger. Yet for some reason, Eun Seol couldn't refuse his demand. She parted her lips and took his shaft into her mouth.

"Slurp... Slurp, slurp..."

Her officetel filled once more with obscene sounds.

"Don't tease me... Hurry up and come inside..."

Jin-ah's face burned with humiliation. Begging a man to fuck her? And not her husband, but another man.

I'm crazy! Seo Jin-ah.

Despite her thoughts, the space between her thighs was already slick with clear love juices.

Why am I like this? Snap out of it, Jin-ah. Think of Byung-joo...

She tried to pull herself together by picturing her beloved husband, but her lewd body craved the cock in front of her even more desperately.

"Jin-ah, I'm already plenty close right now."

Hyunwoo replied innocently, oblivious to her inner turmoil.

"Please... Deputy Manager Yi, put your cock right here..."

In the end, Jin-ah surrendered control to her slutty body. She spread her legs wide, positioning herself so Hyunwoo could easily thrust in.

I'm... such a slut... I'm sorry, Byung-joo...

Hyunwoo wasn't a hundred percent satisfied, but he resolved to train her slowly. He pushed his cock into her sloppy pussy hole.

"Aaaah... Aaaaah!"

The newlywed bedroom filled with Jin-ah's moans and the lewd sounds of flesh slapping against flesh.

Today, too, Yi Hyunwoo swallowed his deep frustration. Unnecessary administrative tasks, more work piling up the better you performed—this dogshit situation. Promotions based on seniority regardless of results. He'd expected it to some degree, but this organization was stagnant like rotten water, even worse than he'd imagined.

Today, the team leader dumped all the work on him—buried in tasks while the idle section chiefs and assistant managers slacked off—then clocked out early. Thanks to that, Hyunwoo was the only one pulling an all-nighter in the team.

"What the hell is this now? Sigh... Are they seriously assigning work even after hours?"

Productivity improvement? The intent was always good. Linking the company's intranet work system to mobile: "Work System in My Hand." One person per team for a pilot installation, and naturally, the team leader passed it to Hyunwoo.

He was pissed, but ditching assigned work was a matter of pride. Grumbling, he followed the manual and installed the work system on his smartphone.

"Employee ID... Password... Enter the verification code, and that's it."

Finally linking his smartphone to the mobile work system, Hyunwoo shut down his PC and prepared to leave. Sighing at the empty office—everyone else gone—he powered off and headed out.

Back at his nearby bachelor pad, he habitually fired up NewTube and microwaved some retort food. But the smartphone alarm buzzing in his ear sparked irritation.

"Please don't tell me it's another after-hours task directive..."

The team leader often issued task directives even after hours. For Hyunwoo, far from the social crowd, texts and messages were mostly work-related.

Thankfully not a task directive, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠but an alert from the mobile work system he'd installed at the office.

"Heh... Seriously? It's been ages since they told us to do it, and I'm the only one who bothered."

The mobile work system installation had been announced last week. Today was the deadline, but apparently no one else installed it. Just like how they never submitted data even when asked once—did a mere notice(?) stand a chance in this stellar company culture?

"How the hell does this company even function?"

Worried "Administrator Authority" might mean more work, Hyunwoo hesitated to hit confirm.

"Ding!"

His retort finished heating in the microwave, startling him. On instinct, he tapped the confirmation button.

"Damn it..."

Approval hit instantly, leaving him deflated. Then he stared in shock at the work system screen.

At first, seeing his personal info on the company system, Hyunwoo thought HR had inputted it. Age, height, weight—fine. But Charm or Virility? No way HR did that.

It was the company work system, so no hacking risks, but viewing his own info window felt weird.

"Stamina's low 'cause I'm buried in work these days, fair enough. But Charm at 3? That's too harsh."

He'd always believed he was average for Korean guys. Sure, Charm at 3. He'd ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠dated a few times like anyone else. No stunning beauties or ideal types, but he'd gone out with normal women.

Problem was his pickiness—lost interest in so-so girls. Better to watch porn than date average chicks; saved money and time. That was his philosophy.

"Anyway, that's beside the point. What the hell is this?"

Tapping around the app, he touched [Status Window] next to [Administrator].

Once loading finished, the screen showed personal info for every employee.

"My God..."

Even HR wouldn't have details like this. Collecting this level of personal data was illegal.

Hyunwoo tapped his team Section Chief Kim.

Not particularly interested in a Charm 1 ajumma, but curiosity won. He tapped details.

Yeah, Section Chief Kim had looked exhausted lately, juggling kids and work. Was this her mental state?

"Mental? Emotion control? What the hell?"

As if anticipating his confusion, the system kindly explained via video tutorial using Section Chief Kim as example.

"Hmm... Uh-huh..."

The offbeat content had Hyunwoo replaying the tutorial video multiple times. What he grasped:

1. Psychological Messages show the target's current emotions.

2. Amplify or reduce those emotions with Administrator Authority.

3. At minimum Mental, transfer the target's emotions to others.

Section Chief Kim's low Mental meant her "irritation" toward her husband could transfer elsewhere.

"What good's dumping an ajumma's irritation on me?"

Exactly. He couldn't choose targets beyond himself. He'd be the punching bag, not the admin.

This wasn't a hidden cam; a company-made app with weird quirks everywhere. Pushing doubts aside, Hyunwoo checked a few more employees.

Browsing coworkers' info was surprisingly fun. Simple messages revealed their inner thoughts.

"Am I a voyeur or something?"

He'd always dismissed SNS as a waste, indifferent to others' lives. Yet he spent the night flipping through personnel data, time flying.

"Whew... Barely got two hours of sleep."

After staying up with the mobile work system, Hyunwoo dragged himself to work. He clocked in and headed straight to the IT Team.

"Hey, Park Jae-hoon."

He called his entry bact peer, who was leisurely sipping coffee instead of working.

"Not working? Man, I'm beat."

Hyunwoo grumbled playfully; Jae-hoon laughed.

"When have we ever worked? Slacking is my job, dude."

Hyunwoo chuckled in disbelief, then asked about the mobile work system. IT managed it all.

"Mobile work system? That thing's ancient. Security policy keeps it intranet-only."

"What? Then what's with the company notice?"

Jae-hoon eyed him oddly.

"You wanna invent work now? No such notice. Tsk tsk, you're the team slave, Hyunwoo—solo overtime king."

"Huh? No notice?"

Hiding his panic, he brushed it off.

"Sigh, gotta have workers for that. Team leader dumps it all on me; I'm seriously considering quitting."

"Kukuku, too late, man. A few years here kills your career. No one's hiring—give up."

Public sector gigs didn't build real careers; jumping ship was tough. Sure, ace NCS and interviews for new grad entry, but at his age, starting as peon again? No thanks.

"Shut up and work. Heading up. Lunch and coffee later?"

"Sure, go ahead."

Forcing calm, Hyunwoo returned and checked notices.

Gone... Yesterday's notice is completely gone...

Full URL, even downloaded the app via link. Ghostly.

"Deputy Manager Yi, you finish last week's plan I asked for?"

Team leader's call snapped him back.

"Yes, printing now for report."

His relentless day restarted.

"Phew..."

Finally wrapping up by quitting time: calls, reports, expense processing. Rare on-time exit.

Back home, Hyunwoo reopened the app. Scanning slowly, he spotted [Remaining Points: 1] in his status.

"Heh. Like game stats you can upgrade on yourself?"

Ridiculous thought. He invested the point in Stamina—national rule, stamina is power.

Incredibly, his stiff shoulders from staring at the monitor eased, body feeling lighter.

"Whoa... This real?"

Beyond surprise, inexplicable phenomena sparked fear.