I Became the Academy’s Kibitz Villain

Wooong.

A plane slowly descended and landed at Yangyang Airport.

Despite the situation in Korea, which bordered on chaos, there was no turning back for the plane, and its route could not be changed to another destination.

When discussions about rerouting began, the news that the Goblin had handled Duoexini thankfully persuaded the pilot to stick to the original plan.

If the flight had been diverted for an emergency landing in Vladivostok or Japan, October Travel would have faced significant economic losses.

More importantly, the black-haired woman sitting in first class would have given them a considerable scolding.

“Madam, it was an honor to serve you.”

“No problem. You did well.”

The black-haired woman in a black suit lightly pushed her sunglasses down.

“What would have happened to the plane if the situation in Korea hadn’t been resolved?”

“We probably wouldn’t have been able to enter Korea. Especially if there was even one ability user on board who turned into a demon, then there’s really nothing we could do.”

Fear tinged the flight attendant’s voice.

“The only place to hide from a demon thousands of meters in the sky would be the bathroom, and tearing down a bathroom door is nothing for a demon.”

“So, it’s better not to enter Korea if there’s a chance of having a demon on board?”

“Yes. Phew, really, if it weren’t for Mr. Goblin….”

“Haha. That’s true.”

The woman gave the crew a faint smile and slowly stood up.

Adjusting the red shirt that clung to her body beneath her suit, she followed the flight attendant out of the plane.

“Welcome, Director.”

“Yeah. It hasn’t been many weeks since we last met. It’s good to see you. Let’s go to the car first.”

The woman handed her suitcase to the secretary who had come to greet her, and together they headed to a limousine.

Ssss.

The woman’s hair turned red.

No one outside could see her as she, her hair and eyes now reddened, inspected her face in a hand mirror.

“I didn’t expect to be called back like this.”

“Called back…?”

“Yes. The Chairman’s orders. Obviously, the other two can’t come here right now. Do Cheol is busy managing Europe, and Chaos… seems to be supporting the Chief.”

“So, are all the available Directors moving now?”

“Yes.”

Gunggi lay back comfortably in the seat.

“Ah, really. We need more executives. What’s the use of having so much money if there’s no time to spend it?”

“There would be many who wish to become executives.”

“But we need to find someone who can do as much as us. How about it? Do you want to try being an executive?”

“I’m still inexperienced. My skills are lacking. Didn’t you say last time that it’s best to maintain a ‘Four Heavenly Kings’ structure?”

“If I had known it would be this hard, I would have suggested increasing the number of executives. …Ah.”

Gunggi clapped her hands and approached the front seat.

“How about we call some smart kids and assign three S-class subordinates to each executive, like the Chief’s Goblin? We could directly manage exactly three each.”

“A man… wouldn’t be one of them, right?”

“Of course not. No way I’m thinking about a man. Why would I even consider calling a man? The Goblin is the odd one out. There might be men at the manager level, but not at the director level… our position doesn’t have a single man.”

“Then, are you suggesting we increase the number of female secretaries for each Director?”

“It could happen blindly or not. Hahaha. I’m really looking forward to it. And if it’s a man…”

Gunggi smirked out the window.

“We can just give birth to them, right?”

“…Excuse me?”

“With the current gender imbalance, if it really becomes a problem, we can just give birth and raise them.”

“……If you casually say that somewhere, it could cause an uproar.”

“At least in a year, it definitely will.”

Gunggi chuckled, breathed on the glass, and drew a fierce monster with her finger.

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

“Three, three…?”

The secretary felt a chill.

“If Gunggi has three, the others will too…”

“It’s not the Goblin who’s giving birth. And if they are the Goblin’s children, they will surely be of great help to this world. Yes.”

There was certainty in Gunggi’s voice.

“That’s what people in this world say. Let’s have as many S-class ability users as possible and raise them as talents for the world. I think so, too. If we have as many of the Goblin’s children as possible, won’t they perform heroic deeds for humanity in the future?”

“Shouldn’t we consider Mr. Goblin’s opinion on this matter?”

“I’ve already heard his opinion. If he has children, he said he would respect their decisions as much as possible. As long as they don’t kill people or commit crimes, as long as they don’t significantly disrupt world peace, he’ll respect whatever they choose to do.”

“…I see.”

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

“Are you suggesting that Mr. Goblin is cleaning up the evils of society, including villains, to prevent his future children from getting their hands dirty?”

“Is that how it is? Ah, I guess so.”

Gunggi wiped the foggy window with her hand.

“All for a world that will become peaceful.”

Under the name of Yi Maengmangnyang.

“…Even if each of us has three, that’s 24 just for now.”

Grinning.

“Wow, if we have 8 S-class births per year in 20 years, we can make the whole world peaceful.”

“Manager Do. Another rumor popped up on the internet, didn’t it?”

“What rumor?”

“That Baek Seol-hee and Platinum Sun are actually married.”

“They’re not married; it’s more like a scandalous relationship. Why is this rumor circulating?”

“It’s because there’s a rumor that Goblin appeared and then left Ulleungdo.”

Rumors had already linked me with Baek Seol-hee, but now they were starting to link me with Platinum Sun.

“Linking me like that is fine, but why start these rumors now?”

“Isn’t Baek Seol-hee currently in a dispute with Yumir?”

“…Why would they fight over that? It’s not even the World Cup.”

Holding a Heroine World Cup might be common among readers, but this was reality.

What mattered more was how much this rumor would benefit me.

“Manager Do, whose side are you on, Baek Seol-hee’s or Yumir’s?”

“The Chairman’s side.”

“That’s not an either-or answer.”

“Compared to anyone else, there’s always one option that’s a guaranteed win.”

No matter how pretty or charming Baek Seol-hee and Yumir were, my heart was set on the Chief.

“So, do you support the former Chairman or the current one?”

“…….”

Uh.

“Why can’t you answer?”

“Um. Wait. This is serious.”

I covered my face with my hands.

Having experienced both the previous and current Chiefs, the Heavy Chief and the Lightweight Chief, it was difficult to answer carelessly.

“…Do I really have to choose just one? Can’t I have both?”

“Choose one.”

“Why must I choose? If there’s jjajangmyeon and jjamppong, you can have both. There’s a marvelous invention called jjamjjamyeon.”

“But if you absolutely had to choose one?”

“I’d choose death, no. Seriously, what a headache.”

Indeed, it was quite a headache.

Comparing Baek Seol-hee and Yumir and analyzing their attributes was one thing, but the Chief was a completely different story.

“Haven’t you and the Chairman already established that kind of relationship?”

“It’s more than that kind of relationship; it’s a lifelong partnership.”

“It’s still somewhat shocking to hear it again.”

Brewer rolled her eyes and placed two photos in front of the TV screen.

“Choose. Which Chairman do you prefer?”

“The Chairman is who I prefer.”

“Goblin, sir, you speak Korean well; why act confused? Are you an oni? Konnichiwa?”

“That’s not the same thing.”

I pressed Brewer’s head with my hand.

“It would be better to have Baek Seol-hee and Yumir next to me and ask which one I prefer, right in front of them.”

“That comparison seems like a much more hellish difficulty level?”

“That’s a problem I can break through with just a bit of slick talking on the spot; this is a completely different issue.”

Heavy Chief or Lightweight Chief.

Having been with both, I found it impossible to determine which was better.

If I were to compare them to the people present:

The Heavy Chief was bigger than Yumir and had a more beautifully curved hip line than Baek Seol-hee.

The Lightweight Chief was smaller than Yoon Iseon and as petite as her.

Someone seemed to have been shot twice, but since my acquaintances had experienced such, this metaphor was the only way I could put it.

“What’s this? What are you doing now?”

Doul approached from outside.

Yawning, she glanced at the photos Brewer had put up and then looked at me meaningfully, smirking.

“Is that your type, Goblin?”

“I couldn’t decide which one was my type, so I was pondering.”

“Isn’t the current Chairman’s size your preference? That’s why you’re in that form now, and you revealed yourself this time to officially present that appearance, right?”

“No, it’s not that. The reason I’m in this form is…”

Because of a very big incident.

But there had been too much happening to talk about that now.

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

“Exactly. Want to check? Haap…!”

Doul put her hands together as if in prayer.

“Magical Girl, Prisma… Doul! Transform!”

With a flourish of her hand, she instantly transformed into a new form.

“Ta-da!”

Before me was…

“How about it? Isn’t this your type?”

Doul, looking like a ten-year-old, made a clawing gesture with her hand aimed at me.

“Didn’t you once call this a ‘child’s body’?”

“I never said that.”

That was slander.

“Do you think I’m one of those crazies from another country?”

I came from a land with strict laws regarding youth.

“I’m not a pervert.”

Unlike the villains in this world who, upon reaching reproductive age, started gaslighting with claims like ‘childbirth is patriotism and peace.’

“Contrary to that, I am the one who kills such villains.”

“But…”

Doul pulled something from her back pocket.

“What if it’s legal?”

“…….”

She pulled out a resident registration card.

Such a cunning trick.

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