Seoul Station’s Necromancer Chapter 81:
Chapter 81 - Return
Titan Guild's Private Plane .
When he saw the grandly prepared in-flight meal, Woojin spoke .
“This one is better than Jongdo-hyung's plane . ”
Minchan tilted his head in confusion .
Jongdo? Ah… President Baek-jongdo .
Minchan suddenly felt awkward at the current situation .
When they traveled to the US, they used the KH Guild's private plane, and when they had to return to Korea, the Titan Guild let them borrow their private plane .
They had participated in the consortium, but they had received special treatments . They also made a separate treaty with the Titan Guild .
Their guild were on equal footing… No, Alandal was in the dominant position against America's top guild .
Everything arose with Woojin as the root cause .
“When I finally think I know you, I find out I really don't know you . ”
“What?”
Woojin dipped a piece of bread into honey, then he ate it in one bite .
Even his action right now was incredible to Minchan .
Minchan thought about it and he had never wtinessed such luxuries . They were given the the use of chartered airplanes, the best hotels, translators . . .
Even when given all these luxuries, Woojin took it in stride in a cool manner . It would be strange not to look at Woojin as if he was amazing .
“President . I really feel you are a really amazing person . It still feel like I'm in a fleeting dream . ”
He used to be a team leader in the Hammer Guild, yet he had just negotiated with the the Titan Guild's important figures on equal footing . They were the number one guild in the US . Just this fact boosted Minchan's self-confidence .
“What nonsense are you spouting now . ”
Woojin had lived in much more luxury and public interest in the past . He was apathetic to such things . Truthfully, these stuff didn't matter much to Woojin . He had thrown away a lifestyle that an emperor would have envied to come back to earth .
“Haha . I think I'm slowly getting used to it . ”
Jung-minchan let out an embarrassed laugh .
He joined when he saw Woojin and Alandal's growth potential . However he had made a wrong assessment . Alandal was like a high speed train that was already in motion . He had been lucky . He had gotten on the train before the train had started to move .
Alandal's growth was so fast that their guild moved past the boundaries of Korea . Now they were establishing their name across the world . Even if he was the general director, he would be left behind on the curbside if he wasn't on his game .
“Yes . You have to get used to everything… . Bibi . ”
“Yes? What the heck is a Bibi?”
Black smoke coalesced on the table in front of Woojin, and a cat suddenly popped into existence .
Bibi looked at Minchan, then she tilted her head in confusion in a very cute manner .
“Nyahh . ”
“You don't have to pretend to be a cat anymore . ”
“Ha-ah . Understood-ahong . ”
Minchan stood up from his seat in fright as human words suddenly came out of the cat's mouth .
“W . . . what the **** is th . . . this cat?"
“Why are you so surprised? This is a world where monsters pop out of Dungeons . ”
When he put it that way, it did make sense .
Minchan sat in his chair again .
“She is my familiar . ”
“I'm Bibi-ahong . ”
“I'm Jung-minchan . . ”
Minchan felt endlessly awkward exchanging a conversation with a cat . Bibi turned her head towards Woojin .
“Why did you call me-ahong?”
“I wanted you to eat some food . ”
“I have no appetite-ahong… . ”
“…… . ”
Bibi had been revived from death not too long ago . Woojin knew Bibi liked sampling earth's food, so he had purposefully summoned her . . .
“Just call me later when you are going to sleep-ahong . ”
“Uh . All right . ”
Bibi disappeared as she turned into black smoke . As if his appetite had been chased away, he put down the bread he had been eating .
“Did something happen?”
Minchan didn't know the details, but he was quick to pick up on Woojin's mood . It made Minchan turn serious right alongside Woojin .
“It's nothing . I'm going to sleep, so don't wake me up . ”
“Yes… Please rest . ”
Woojin had cleared Dungeons for the past month without taking a single break . In real time, he spent 30 days inside the Dungeon, but the actual time felt by Woojin was 120 days . It would be strange if he wasn't tired .
Minchan's heart became heavy as he saw Woojin walk into the bedroom .
‘President must be tired . ’
He suddenly thought about all the things he took for granted with Woojin, and he reflected on his thoughts . Woojin was still human, so of course he would be under a lot of stress .
‘It’s the Support Division's job to properly assist him . ’
Aiding the Roused .
It was the main reason why guilds existed .
Even if everyone talked about guarding the world, in the end Minchan's job was to support Woojin . The saving of the world felt too far away, so he decided to pay attention to Woojin, who was nearby . Minchan's job was to help Woojin .
Woojin was under much more strain than Minchan could guess .
It was so bad that he had preferred hunting down monster in a pressured situation rather than going to sleep . He had held out until he reached the limit of his willpower, but eventually he had to sleep .
While Woojin's consciousness weakened, the evil spirits showed up to torment Woojin, but he couldn't do anything .
Bibi had been still dead . . .
Woojin laid down on a fancy bed one could find in a hotel room . Bibi curled up by his pillow . When he saw Bibi in low spirits, his anger towards Rashmode spiked .
“I'll never leave you behind when I go hunting from now on . . ”
“…understood-ahong . ”
If only Bibi had been stronger… She might have been able to escape through her own power . With the purpose of protecting his family, he had left Bibi home too much .
The level up of his familiars was as important as Woojin getting stronger .
The Immortal's true power wasn't the power he wielded . It was his Undead Army, which was composed of his familiars .
It had been a really long time since Woojin fell deep into sleep .
He didn't have a sweet dream, but he didn't mind being accosted by nightmares .
The airplane with Woojin in it headed towards Korea .
*
The manager took out the bag from the compartment above the seat then he looked at the singer sitting on the seat .
“Hey, Cindy . Let's get off . ”
“Oppa . Let's wait a little bit longer before we go . ”
“Huh? Aren't you tired?”
Cindy's manager, Moon-sahngchul, was worried as he saw her tired face . However, what could he do? One had to row when the tide comes in . If they didn't take advantage of the current situation, one never knew when Cindy would be as popular as right now .
Her schedule was so tight that he hadn't been able to make the flight appointment until it was too late . He couldn't book a first class seat, so he felt sorry towards her .
A woman sitting in a seat from across the aisle walked towards Cindy .
“Unni! Here's the items you are sponsoring . ”
Cindy put on the shoes and sunglasses pushed towards her by the stylist, then she picked up her bag .
The arrival of a star at an airport was a newsworthy event . The reporters took pictures of the outfit dubbed Airport Fashion . It was a fantastic way to advertise products .
From the tip of her toes to her head, sponsored items were worn by a popular entertainer like Cindy .
“If you're ready, let's go . ”
“Whew . Let's head out . ”
Cindy let out a short sigh then she trudged forward . It was uncomfortable to wear all these items, but she had been able to sleep a lot on the plane . She was in a pretty good condition .
After putting on a cheerful smile, she passed through the arrival gate .
Cindy, who had a bright smile on her face, couldn't help but be taken aback at the numerous reporters and broadcast cameras .
‘A . . . aren't there too many of them?’
It wasn't only Cindy, who was taken aback . Her stylist and her mananger Moon-sahngchul also stopped walking from the surprise .
“Oppa . What are you doing?”
“Oh yeah . ”
Cindy was the first one to gather herself . Sahngchul also regained his senses as he looked around Cindy's surrounding . She started walking with a bright smile on her face . It was a familiar yet unfamiliar situation, so she felt really awkward in this situation .
None of the several dozens of cameras let out a flash .
As she continued to walk, her patented smile slowly disappeared from her face . She quietly asked her manager .
“Oppa . Is someone else arriving here today?”
“I have no idea . It does seem someone is coming . . . ”
He couldn't say 'someone who is more famous than you is coming . . . ', since it might hurt Cindy's pride .
“Isn't that Cindy over there?”
“I guess so . Just take several shots . ”
“Eh . I guess we can somewhat salvage this situation with some pictures of her . ”
What the hell? This felt worse than receiving no interest at all .
Cindy tried to hear the conversation between the reporters, who were still not showing any interest in her . Now that she had looked them over they weren't the usual reporters from the entertainment division she usually saw .
“When is Mr . Kahng-woojin arriving?”
“He's on a private plane, so we don't know the exact details . ”
“Ha . Maybe he was already diverted to a different route?”
“Eh-ee . He has to pass through here no matter what . ”
“You never know . Cheongwadae might have sent him an **** . . . ”
At his words, all the waiting reporters turned to glare sharply at the reporter . If his words were true, then they had waited 5 hours for nothing .
Unexpectedly, Cindy was able to exit the airport without any fuss . When Cindy got in the company van, she immediately took off the sunglasses .
“Huh . Jeez . It seems Kahg-woojin is quite an amazing person . ”
“Uh-ooh . He's incredibly hot right now . It seems he’s coming back from the US today . Hey, Hweesup . Let's go . ”
“Yes, chief . ”
The company's road manager put the van in motion . Moon-sahngchul opened his hand phone . He didn't even need to search for Kahng-woojin . His name was trending as the most real time searched word .
“Every time he does something he is always the number one searched person . ”
It pretty much indicated how explosive the interest Kahng-woojin currently received from the public . He could now understand why several dozen reporters were looking for Kahng-woojin .
His every movement was considered to be a scoop in Korea .
“Ah . It seems he'll be meeting the President today . Those reporters have to completely write-off today . ”
It meant Kahng-woojin had escaped the airport already in secret . In the real time search ranking, keywords such as 'Kahng-woojin meeting the President', 'Kahng-woojin and Cheongwae' was starting to pop up .
“Hey, Cindy . ”
“Uh?”
“What are you looking at? Are you also looking for the articles?”
“It . . . it's nothing . ”
When Cindy turned on her private handphone, she had read the message that had been sent to her .
[Notice for Mido High school's Alumni meeting . ㅇㅇRestaurant 7 o'clock . Kahng-woojin in attendance . … This is the end to this week's mail . Please reply if attending . Chairman Nahm-jihyuhk . ]
After she first debuted, she had gone to the alumni meeting several times .
After she became busy, she had never gone to one . It seemed she needed to go this time .
Cindy turned over her hazy memories . There was this one student who had disappeared before the Dungeon Shock . It had caused a big ruckus .
‘This Kahng-woojin is that Kahng-woojin?’
It had been a long time since interest shone in Cindy's eyes . Cindy's finger immediately pressed reply on her handphone .
*
Inside the limousine sent by Cheongwadae’s secretariat . (TLN:Cheongwadae is also called the Blue House . Korean equivalent of the White House . )
“Let me off here . ”
“What?”
His days were filled with a lot of surprise, but a situation like this always surprised him in a new way .
Michan couldn't help, but dumbly ask the question . Maybe he misheard?
“Let me off right over there . I'm riding a taxi back . ”
“What are you going to do about the P . . Ppresident and the dinner party?”
“I don't care about the dinner party . I'm full . ”
No . Dinner party doesn't really mean it is solely for eating food .
“Still, the President invited us . . . ”
“I even skipped out on the Yankee President, so why should I care about this?”
“Still, this is the second time . . . ”
“You can go in my place . ”
Minchan let out a deep sigh .
“President has to go . Even if a general director attends… . ”
“Just remake your business card . ”
“What?”
“You are vice-president from now on . ”
“…… . ”
“Just tell them you are there instead of the president . ”
“…… . ”
Minchan pinched the bridge of his nose .
Ha . He was in a tough position yet he couldn't help but feel giddy .
“Just tell them I went home since I'm tired . You talk to them . ”
“Still, this is . . . ”
“Vice-president Jung-minchan . Fighting!”
“…… . ”
Ha, vice-president . Vice-president… .
His eyes were troubled, but his lips kept stretching into a smile .
Woojin grinned, then he spoke to the driver in a clean suit .
“Please stop here . ”
“But the President . . . . ”
“Are you trying to take me when I don't want to go?”
“But… . ”
“Are you trying to kidnap me? Will you be able to bear the fallout?”
The driver was taken aback by Woojin's word, and he didn't know what to do . Minchan spoke to the driver in a reasonable manner .
“Please stop . Our president's condition isn't so good . ”
“…… . ”
He didn't look like that at all, but . . . He was only the driver, so he had no choice . He stopped his car by the road .
“I'll see you later president . After I go to the office later, I'll give you my business report after I organize it properly . "
They had made an alliance with the Titan guild, and there were the small deals they had made after finishing tasks given by the US government . There were a lot of things he had to report .
“All right . Go have a good meal, vice-president Jung . ”
Ah, one doesn't go to dinner party just to eat . When Woojin spoke like that, it seemed as if he was talking about Minchan as if he was going to a birthday party to just eat food .
Minchan gave his farewell to Woojin, then he rolled the window up .
He sneakily moved to the seat of honor where Woojin had been sitting .
“Huh huh, vice-president . Huh . ”
Minchan kept shaking his head as he put his hands over his forehead . His half covered face was filled with a smile .
He was probably the first one?
He had risen from being a salaryman in a guild's Support Division to the position of vice president .
“Ha, vice-president . . . Huh huh . ”
The driver kept glancing at his mirror as if Minchan was acting strange .
Both this guild's president and vice-president were all abnormal people .
The limousine slowly headed towards the Cheongwadae .