Ch.169Chapter 7. A Week of Turbidity (5)

Whoosh.

A plane slowly descended and landed at Yangyang Airport.

Though Korea had been experiencing unprecedented chaos, they couldn’t turn the plane back or change its route.

When discussions about whether they should divert began, fortunately news came that the Goblin had dealt with Dueoksini, so the captain continued on the original flight path.

If they had needed to change course and make an emergency landing in Vladivostok or Japan, October Travel would certainly have suffered significant economic losses.

Above all, they would have faced severe criticism from the black-haired woman currently sitting in first class.

“It’s been an honor serving you, ma’am.”

“Not at all. You’ve worked hard.”

The black-haired woman in a black suit slightly lowered her sunglasses.

Her eyes flashed red for a moment, but the flight attendant didn’t notice at all.

“Let me ask you something. If the chaos in Korea hadn’t been resolved, what would have happened to the plane?”

“We probably… wouldn’t have been able to enter Korea. If even one powered passenger had turned into a demon, there would have been nothing we could do.”

Fear underlined the flight attendant’s voice.

“The only place to hide from a demon at thousands of meters in the air would be the airplane bathroom, and tearing off a bathroom door would be nothing for a demon.”

“So rather than carrying a demon, it’s better not to enter Korea at all?”

“Yes. Whew, truly, if it weren’t for the Goblin…”

“Hehe. That’s true.”

The woman smiled faintly as she slowly rose.

Fiddling with the red shirt that clung tightly to her body beneath her suit, she followed the flight attendant’s guidance and disembarked.

“Welcome, Director.”

“Yes. It hasn’t even been a few weeks, but here we are meeting again. Good to see you. Let’s head to the car first.”

The woman handed her carry-on to the secretary who had come to meet her, and they moved directly to a limousine.

Whoosh.

The woman’s hair turned red.

No one outside could see her, and the woman—Qiongqi—whose hair and eyes had turned red, examined her face in a hand mirror.

“I didn’t expect to be summoned like this again.”

“Summoned…?”

“Yes. Chairman’s orders. The other two can’t come here right now. Taotie is busy managing things in Europe, and Hundun… I see he’s supporting the Chairman.”

“So all the directors who can move are moving now?”

“Yes.”

Qiongqi reclined comfortably in her seat.

“Ah, really. We need more executives. What good is all that money if we don’t have time to spend it?”

“There are plenty who would want to be executives.”

“We need to recruit people who can do at least as well as us. What do you think? Want to try being an executive?”

“I’m still inexperienced. And my skills are lacking. Didn’t you say last time that having a ‘Four Heavenly Kings’ structure is best?”

“If I’d known we’d struggle this much, I would have just said to increase the number of executives. …Ah.”

Qiongqi clapped her hands and moved toward the passenger seat.

“How about recruiting some smart kids, like S-class ones, and having each executive command three direct subordinates? Like the Chairman’s Goblin, we could each directly manage exactly three people.”

“Men… I assume not?”

“Of course not. I have no interest in men, child. There’s no reason to call men in the first place. The Goblin is the anomaly. While there might be men at the president level, at the director level… our position, there are no men at all.”

“So each director would have more female staff as secretaries?”

“They might increase mindlessly, or they might not. Hehehe. I’m really looking forward to it. And as for men…”

Qiongqi looked out the window and smirked.

“We could just give birth to them, couldn’t we?”

“…Pardon?”

“The gender ratio is unbalanced right now, but if that’s really a problem, we could just give birth and raise them.”

“……If you said something like that in public, it would cause an uproar.”

“There will be an uproar in at least a year anyway.”

Qiongqi giggled as she breathed on the glass window, then drew a fierce monster with her finger.

“Ah. So instead of executives, we should each have three children?”

“Th-three…?”

The secretary felt a chill.

“If you have three, Qiongqi-nim, then the others would also have three….”

“It’s not like the Goblin would be the one giving birth. And if they’re the Goblin’s children, they would surely be of great help to this world. Yes.”

There was conviction in Qiongqi’s voice.

“People in this world say we should give birth to as many S-class powered individuals as possible and raise them as talents for the world. I think so too. If we give birth to as many of the Goblin’s children as possible, wouldn’t those children show heroic actions for humanity in the future?”

“Shouldn’t we ask the Goblin’s opinion on that?”

“I already heard his opinion. He said if he were to have children, he would respect their opinions as much as possible. As long as they don’t kill people or commit crimes, as long as they don’t greatly disturb world peace, he would respect whatever they do.”

“……So.”

The secretary felt a chill down her spine for some reason.

“Are you saying that the Goblin’s current cleaning up of villains and social evils is to ensure that his children will never have to get blood on their hands?”

“Is that how it works? Ah, I guess it would.”

Qiongqi wiped the window where she had breathed.

“Everything is for a world that will become peaceful.”

Under the name of Yimemangryang.

“…Even if each of us has 3 children, that’s already 24 right now.”

Smirk.

“Wow, if just 8 S-class individuals are born each year, we could make the whole world peaceful in 20 years.”

* * *

“Manager Do. There’s another rumor going around on the internet?”

“What rumor?”

“That you and Platinum Sun are actually married.”

“We’re not married, we’re an adulterous man and a homewrecker, but why is such a rumor circulating?”

“Because there are subtle rumors that the Goblin appeared on Ulleungdo Island.”

The rumor about my forced marriage with Baek Seol-hee had been around before, so I could brush it off, but people were starting to link me with Platinum Sun.

“I’d be happy to be linked with her, but is there any reason to spread such rumors at this point?”

“Baek Seol-hee’s faction and Ymir’s faction are fighting each other?”

“…Why are they fighting over something like that? It’s not the World Cup.”

While a heroine World Cup might be common among readers, this is reality.

And most importantly, how helpful is this rumor to me?

“Manager Do. Are you on Team Baek Seol-hee or Team Ymir?”

“Team Chairman.”

“It’s a binary choice.”

“When there’s one option that wins against any comparison, why bother?”

No matter how pretty and lovable Baek Seol-hee and Ymir might be, my heart belongs to the Chairman.

“Then are you Team Old Chairman or Team Current Chairman?”

“…….”

Huh.

“Why can’t you answer?”

“Um. Wait. This is a serious matter.”

I covered my face with my hands for a moment.

Having experienced both the former Chairman and the current Chairman—the heavyweight Chairman and the lightweight Chairman—it’s truly difficult for me to answer carelessly.

“…Can’t I choose both? Why do I have to pick just one?”

“Pick just one.”

“Why must I choose? If there’s jajangmyeon and jjamppong, you can eat both. There’s a wonderful civilization called jjamjjamyeon.”

“But if you absolutely had to choose one?”

“I would choose death—no. That’s really a headache-inducing question.”

It’s quite troublesome.

If asked to compare Baek Seol-hee and Ymir, I could analyze their strengths and say which aspects I prefer, but with the Chairman, it’s different.

“Aren’t you already in that kind of relationship with the Chairman?”

“Beyond that kind of relationship, we’re lifelong companions.”

“It’s still a bit shocking to hear that again.”

The Tavern Owner clicked her tongue and pulled out two photos in front of the TV screen.

“Choose. Which Chairman is more your type?”

“The Chairman is my type.”

“Mr. Goblin, you speak Korean well, so why are you pretending not to understand? Oneesan? Konnichiwa?”

“That’s different from this.”

I pressed my hand firmly on the Tavern Owner’s head.

“I’d rather be asked who I like better between Baek Seol-hee and Ymir, right to their faces.”

“…Compared to this, wouldn’t that be a much more hellish difficulty level?”

“That’s a problem I could solve with just a little oil on my tongue in the moment, but this is a completely different issue.”

The heavyweight Chairman?

The lightweight Chairman?

Having spent time with both, I can’t rank one above the other.

If I had to compare them to people around me now:

The heavyweight Chairman is bigger than Ymir, with a pelvis line more beautifully defined than Baek Seol-hee’s.

The lightweight Chairman is smaller than Yoon Yi-seon, and just as petite as Yoon Yi-seon.

It seems like someone got hit twice, but that’s just because my acquaintances are like that, so I have no choice but to make these comparisons.

“What are you doing?”

Taowu approached from outside.

She yawned, looked at the photos the Tavern Owner had displayed, then looked up at me with meaningful eyes and grinned.

“So the Goblin’s taste is like that?”

“I was just trying to decide which one is more my type.”

“Isn’t the current Chairman’s size your preference? That’s why she’s in that form now, and why she revealed herself in that form officially this time, right?”

“No. She became that form because….”

Because of a very significant event.

There were too many incidents and accidents to talk about now, so let’s move on.

“So you’re saying my preference is for the lightweight version?”

“Yes. Want to check? Haap…!”

Taowu put her hands together as if in prayer.

“Magical girl, Prisma… Taowu! Transform!”

As she raised one hand high, she instantly transformed into a new appearance.

“Ta-da.”

Before me.

“How about it? This is your preference, isn’t it?”

Taowu, who now looked like a 10-year-old, pointed at me with her hand shaped like a beast’s claw.

“You once called this a ‘loli body,’ didn’t you?”

“I never did.”

That’s slander.

“Do you think I’m like those crazy people from other countries?”

I am not from the land of pedophilia.

“I am not a sexual deviant.”

I’m not a villain like the humans of this world who, as soon as reproductive capabilities develop, gaslight by saying “childbirth is patriotism and peace” while mass-producing powered individuals.

“Rather, I’m the one who kills such villains.”

“But.”

Taowu pulled something out of her back pocket.

“What if it’s legal?”

“…….”

To pull out an ID card.

How cowardly.