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◈ SSS-Class Revival Hunter ◈
Chapter 224: If (2)
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[Recruiting a manager for the world's No. 1 S-Rank Hunter, the Tyrant of Babylon Tower, Hunter Yoo Soo-Ha.]
Looking at the banner, Yoo Soo-Ha frowned.
-Jaa Soo-Jeong.
-Yes.
-Deputy Jaa Soo-Jeong.
-Speak.
-Doesn't this kind of miss the mark of the event's purpose?
-Is there a problem?
Jaa Soo-Jeong’s expression remained calm.
-I deliberately made it flashy out of consideration for Yoo Soo-Ha, the attention seeker of the century. Reporters will arrive on schedule tomorrow, and feature articles are already being prepared about whoever is chosen as Yoo Soo-Ha's closest associate. For the next two weeks, your face will adorn the main pages of portal sites. How nice. Congratulations.
-Where does such a damn competent manager come from, ah, damn, Jaa Soo-Jeong. This uncle loves you fiercely! You know that, right!?
-It's hot. I can't breathe. You're dirty. Don't come any closer. If you do, don't breathe.
-Hey! Why am I dirty!?
-How fragrant do you expect someone to smell after performing a triple axel of vomiting three times in a row?
-Damn. Should have showered first…
-So, you don’t like the banner?
-No, it's not that I don’t like it... Just a moment.
Yoo Soo-Ha went into the guild's storage and returned with a paint can.
-Here we go.
With the practiced hands of someone who had done his share of graffiti in his youth, Yoo Soo-Ha swept the brush across the banner. Stroke by stroke, the banner lost its original message and became covered in entirely new words.
-Good. Done. Looks amazing.
-.......
[Recruiting a servant for the world's No. 1 S-Rank Hunter, the Tyrant of Babylon Tower, Hunter Yoo Soo-Ha's manager.]
Jaa Soo-Jeong was momentarily at a loss for words.
-Yoo Soo-Ha.
-Hmm.
-Guild Master Yoo Soo-Ha.
-What.
-The content of the banner has completely changed.
-I told you, you're the deputy. Since there's a deputy, there should be subordinates.
Yoo Soo-Ha spoke as if stating the world's most natural truth.
-You think some green rookie can stroll in and expect the same treatment as the manager who's looked after me all this time? Huh? Working life isn't that easy, Deputy Jaa Soo-Jeong.
-Indeed...
-Our guild runs strictly on seniority. I am forever His Majesty, the fucking strongest Guild Master. Soo-Jeong, you were the second to join, so you have the right to order the underlings around. Manager or whatever, call the position anything you like. Go pick a farmhand for yourself. Someone who can lift things and drive. Got it? Anyway, pick a damn good servant.
-Understood.
-Okay. Then I'll go... Oh... Uweeek!!
That day, right where Yoo Soo-Ha vomited for the fourth time, the interview took place.
Of course, Jaa Soo-Jeong had mopped it perfectly clean, so the guild's tiles, worth 100 gold apiece, lived up to their price. Sparkle, sparkle.
-What motivated you to apply for this job?
Jaa Soo-Jeong sat in the interviewer's seat, looking at the applicants.
The faces of the applicants sparkled just like the freshly cleaned tiles.
-I-I am a hunter from the same East Asian region as the Flame Emperor! East Asia can do it! Given the same conditions in the tower, East Asia has an advantage! I'm here to prove that...
-You're talking nonsense.
-What?
Jaa Soo-Jeong shook her head.
-Our guild leader dislikes his homeland. He also dislikes the countries surrounding his homeland. He dislikes the earth that hosts these countries and the universe where the earth exists.
-..What?
-And he'll probably dislike you too. Next.
Disqualified.
-What motivated you to apply?
-I have always deeply admired the Flame Emperor.
-What about him do you find humanly attractive?
-First of all, I'm mesmerized by his Apollo statue-like refined beauty.
-The Apollo statue comparison is so overused that even hearing it makes my eardrums cringe, but fine. This isn't a poetry sensitivity test. Continue.
-Most of all, his beautiful heart that cares and looks after others...
-What a load of fucking bullshit.
Disqualified.
-Honestly, I applied because I want to sleep with the Flame Emperor just once.
-Is that so?
-Yes, it is.
-.......
-.......
-Please sign here.
-What's this document? Is it the acceptance document?
-No, it's a confidentiality agreement. A document created by top-tier hunters with their skills. If you divulge anything you hear here, about thirteen holes will spontaneously appear in your body, resulting in your life [Oh, there's an exit here? I gotta leave!] fleeing from you.
-.......
-Are you going to sign?
-I'll sign.
-You really signed.
-Yes, I really did.
-Then I'll tell you.
-I'm listening.
-Yoo Soo-Ha is impotent.
-.......
-.......
-.......
-.......
-What?
-Impotent. Erectile dysfunction. Should I explain it using not just nouns but verbs and adjectives too? Would that help you understand?
-No, I mean. I. That’s… uh…
-Remember the thirteen holes.
-By the way, the thirteen holes don’t include eye sockets, nostrils, ear holes, belly button, pee hole, or anus. It's the other holes that make up the thirteen. Aren't you curious about how evolutionarily grand your body can be in terms of holes?
-I won't divulge anything even if it kills me.
-Next.
Disqualified.
-I am...
And then...
-I mean, that’s... uh...
A scruffy man sat in the interview seat.
-Um, just once... even if it's just once, I want to breathe the same air as the highest person in this world.
Jaa Soo-Jeong looked at the man.
-Why do you think that?
-Compared to where I live now... there's something different... I don't know exactly, but there must be something. No, there will be. There has to be.
-.......
-I, I have no talent and only strange skills... I can't ascend to that [height], but I can assist someone who is ascending. No.
The man stood up from his chair, bowing deeply.
-I must, want to assist! Please let me be there! I'll do any menial task! My salary? Just enough to keep me from starving or dropping dead will do! Please, I beg you!
The girl looks down at the man.
Jaa Soo-Jeong looks at Kim Gong-Ja.
-What do you think about the Flame Emperor's personality?
Kim Gong-Ja blinks.
-Uh...
-Please be honest. Really honest. I need to accurately understand the applicant's mindset. If you lie here, you might get accepted now, but you'll be kicked out in a day or two anyway. Let’s save each other some time.
-...A bit.
-A bit?
-He has a bad personality.
-Hmm.
Jaa Soo-Jeong rested her chin on her hands for the first time since the interview began.
-In what way?
-Firstly, he dislikes being called the Flame Emperor, right? But that's not genuine, it's just for show... because people praise him as amazing and great, chanting 'Flame Emperor! Flame Emperor!', but he coolly dismisses it with a comment like [Whoever coined that nickname is fucking stupid]...
-And if he dismisses it?
-’I don't like my alias.’ With just that, he reduces everyone who praises him to mere underlings. And the fans love it, finding it too cool... It's a perfect cycle... No, a vicious cycle, isn't it?
-Hmm.
Jaa Soo-Jeong interlocked her fingers and placed her chin on them.
This was also a new posture since the start of the interview.
-Interesting.
-Yes?
-I understand your thoughts. Kim Gong-Ja. But can you still work for Yoo Soo-Ha?
-Oh, yes. I...
-Yoo Soo-Ha might be far worse than you think.
-.......
-Once you join our guild and act together, you'll inevitably see Yoo Soo-Ha's true colors. Depending on the situation, outcome, or reaction, you might be silenced through death.
-.......
-I ask again. Can you still work for Yoo Soo-Ha?
Kim Gong-Ja thought for a long time.
After a long thought, he spoke.
-I came to work under Yoo Soo-Ha, but not for him.
-Oh?
-If Yoo Soo-Ha turns out to be much worse than I thought... I don't know. I would probably try to stop him. Even then, I might give him one more chance to regain my trust. I have a strong tendency to do that...
-Hmm.
-So, sorry, but I can't give a positive answer to your question.
-Even more interesting.
Jaa Soo-Jeong tilted her head.
-Why should I choose you as a manager?
-Because...
The man looks up at the girl.
Kim Gong-Ja looks at Jaa Soo-Jeong.
-You're probably the same as me.
-.......
-You are not someone who works for the Flame Emperor. You work under him. Since becoming his manager, you have never once dressed up his personality as something better than it is. You have never waged a public-opinion campaign or hired paid commenters either. So...
-I'm listening.
-You're looking for a comrade, not a minion for the Flame Emperor.
Jaa Soo-Jeong smiled.
-Passed.
And then.
-What? Rank F? Soo-Jeong, I could have sworn I repeatedly told you last night to find me a servant with some muscle. Why did you bring me this garbage? The recycling bin is over there. Go throw him away.
-Just so you know, recycling day is Wednesday. Today is Monday.
-How am I supposed to know that!?
-Just watch him for two days, Yoo Soo-Ha. Harass him for two days, then decide.
-No, decision my ass. He doesn’t look much younger than me...
Yoo Soo-Ha looked at Kim Gong-Ja with displeasure.
-If he's still F-rank at that age, his life's estimate is clear. Trash, just trash. Sometimes working part-time, strolling through the second-floor hunting ground, picking up items for daily food. Holed up in a room, tinkering with the internet. Wow, damn, I'm getting goosebumps just talking about it. Hey, Jaa Soo-Jeong. Really? You want me to keep an eye on this guy for two days? Managing my eye health is also a part of a manager's job... Argh, damn, what the hell!?
-Tangerine juice.
-Why are you shooting orange juice into my eyes!?
-They say tangerines are good for your eyes, Yoo Soo-Ha.
-You lunatic would crack open my skull to shove in ginseng if it's good for the body! Hey, I’ve been pampering you lately, and you're getting way too overconfident, aren't you? Want to die? You think I can’t kill you?
-Yes.
-Damn!
And then.
-But this guy is kinda fun to harass.
-Huff, huff, huff, ah, ah, huff...
-He crawled all the way to the 31st floor even though I told him not to follow me. Why is he like that? It's amusing to watch. Hey? Did you pick this trash on purpose to amuse me?
-Yes.
-As expected, I chose a great manager. Jaa Soo-Jeong, no, Vice President Jaa Soo-Jeong. Our Jaa Soo-Jeong should even try being vice president! I'll make a nameplate for you out of Arimentalrium. Vice President Jaa Soo-Jeong. President Jaa Soo-Jeong. How fitting does it sound? Both have a nice ring. This means Jaa Soo-Jeong is destined to be president.
-Huff, huff, huff, huff, huff!!
-Kim Gong-Ja is dying over there.
-Let him die. That's his luck.
-You're right. Kim Gong-Ja, good luck.
-Good luck, part-timer.
-Damn...
And then.
Time passes.
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