I Became the Academy’s Kibitz Villain

Chaos. Seong Ji-eun.

The first person the Chief used her necromancy on to resurrect as a spiritual entity.

Of course, like the other three, she was one of Korea’s S-Class ability users, betrayed and killed by the country she once served.

“You shouldn’t ask about a woman’s past. But if I had to appeal, I’ll say this much—I never had an ex-boyfriend, never even held a man’s hand. Let’s not delve into the details, because that’s why I died in the first place.”

I never asked her much about her past after learning why she joined the Society, but Seong Ji-eun harbored the most hostile feelings toward Korea compared to anyone else.

Her visit to Korea was solely at my request.

For Project Jeju, she traveled all the way to Jeju Island to deliver the most valuable treasure, which couldn’t be entrusted to just anyone.

It was only natural that the strongest person carried the most precious cargo.

Seong Ji-eun, who abandoned her previous name, could easily be called the second strongest asset after the Chief.

“Controlling the earth.”

You could call her a geomancer, an earthquake artist, or an earth mage.

With just a light flick of her finger upward, she could make stalactites rise from the ground.

A single punch to the ground floor of an apartment could collapse its foundation, toppling the entire building like dominoes.

If she wanted, she could submerge an island several times larger than the Korean Peninsula into the ocean.

Because of her overwhelming strength, she died.

Even in life, she was a renowned S-Class hero, but as a high-ranking member of the Society, she became even stronger.

…Her power was evident just from the size of her mana pouches.

“So? Can you find it?”

“Would you at least tell me which hand it’s in?”

“Oh, still keeping the formal tone? I appreciate it. That’s so like you, Ji-hwan.”

“You’re technically a director, even if we’re the same age.”

Compared to Do Ji-hwan, Gunggi, Doul, and Docheol were younger.

But this woman, Chaos—Seong Ji-eun, was either the same age as Do Ji-hwan or older.

“Oh my. Even if we’re the same age, I’m a January baby, which makes me a ‘fast-year senior.’ Calculating by international age… hmm… I’m 26.”

“Do you enjoy being one year older?”

“Considering I died at 21, it’s been five years since. So, shouldn’t you call me oppa?”

“Didn’t you once say you’d sink Japan if I didn’t call you noona?”

“That was a joke. Like I’d actually sink all of Japan at once.”

A “fast-year senior.”

She was born so early that she’s classified as a “Generation Zero mana awakener,” born about ten months after the meteor strike.

“This noona flew all the way from managing the U.S. headquarters to participate in your project, and I don’t even get called noona? I’m hurt.”

“That’s why I’m keeping it formal.”

“I wish you’d treat me more warmly. Stiffness is only for baseball bats, you know.”

“…Sigh.”

And that’s why I couldn’t speak casually to her.

“Where is the Chairman?”

“Docheol is taking care of her. She crossed over from Europe to the U.S. to meet her personally before coming here, so don’t worry. That’s why it took some time.”

Among the director-level members, she holds the highest rank and oversees all of America on behalf of the Chief.

“Noona, I even took a flight I hate just to see you for this project. Are you going to keep teasing me because my mana’s full?”

“Fine.”

In the end, I reluctantly sat beside Seong Ji-eun.

“Still, I’ll keep using formal speech.”

“Why? I don’t mind if you talk casually.”

“Casual speech is only for when we’re alone at night.”

“…You really know how to handle women, Ji-hwan. Hmph.”

Honestly, that’s another reason why I couldn’t be too informal with her.

Not only did she radiate a powerful aura, but the two large mana pouches labeled ‘Chaos’ and ‘Control’ in her core spoke volumes.

“By the way, didn’t you lose some mana using your ability earlier? How much bigger do you plan to grow them?”

“Why? Don’t you like them big?”

“There’s a saying: moderation in all things.”

Was this moderation?

I wasn’t sure.

She’s not exaggeratedly large, like those American stereotypes, but she’s at the level of “exaggerated proportions” you’d see in fictional creations.

“They’re probably bigger than the Chairman’s now.”

“That’s a given.”

“No, I mean in their natural state. The Chairman’s are the prettiest, but I haven’t used my ability in five years and kept storing mana, so I’m confident mine are bigger now.”

Admittedly, there was some truth in that.

Unlike Yun Hye-ra or Hyeon Se-rin, who were active in the field, Seong Ji-eun accumulated mana steadily since she didn’t engage in direct combat.

“…You deliberately grew them larger. I can tell just by looking. They’re slightly… bigger than the Chairman’s at full power.”

“Slightly? Is that all I get? Want to touch and compare directly?”

“No need to touch. And I won’t deny it. Yours are indeed bigger right now.”

“Call me noona.”

“…Yours are bigger, noona.”

Seong Ji-eun currently held nearly the maximum amount of mana possible.

And she channeled an enormous amount of magic into a specific part of her form.

Wait—

How could she keep growing when there was a limit to mana capacity?

On the left side was an S-Class mana pouch, and on the right side was another S-Class mana pouch.

One pouch was labeled “Chaos,” and the other was labeled “Control.”

In short, Seong Ji-eun’s mana was officially ranked as “SS-Class.”

Excluding characters like Yumir, who had EX-class protagonist buffs, and the Chief, who was theoretically infinite, Seong Ji-eun essentially matched Gwang Ik Gong in total mana capacity.

Had Seong Ji-eun not been a villain of the Society and instead remained alive as a hero in Korea, she would have vied with Gwang Ik Gong for the S-Class top title.

And Baek Seol-hee, who currently ranked second, would have automatically been pushed down to third.

In other words, in terms of mana alone, Seong Ji-eun was undeniably the strongest.

“When you eventually drain your mana pouches completely, they’ll shrink even more than now.”

“But I’m still the biggest among the directors, right? Even when I was alive and had less mana. You agree?”

“I agree. But having each pouch larger than your head is a bit much.”

“Yet people say ‘big is justice,’ don’t they? At this size, isn’t it just the perfect cushion for burying your face?”

Who came up with that phrase, “big is justice”?

While I thought it was a righteous and admirable phrase, encountering someone who embodied it in real life made you rethink things.

“Small is good too, but the basic principle is that bigger is better, right?”

True.

A universal truth.

“Hugging these wouldn’t hurt, would it?”

“Who exactly are you planning to bury in your chest?”

“Obviously you, the Chairman, and the kids. If the Chairman can’t breastfeed the children in the future, I might have to take over as a wet nurse for your child.”

“Why are you assuming the Chairman won’t be able to breastfeed?”

“What if her husband drinks it all and there’s none left for the baby?”

“Please refrain from making such comments in public.”

“Why? It’s just the two of us here anyway.”

Seong Ji-eun shrugged and giggled.

“There’s no one else around. Just you and me, isn’t that right? Now, now, where’s the feather? Is it above, below… or inside?”

“This is why the other directors criticize you, noona.”

“Me? Why?”

“They say you’re a bundle of pretense.”

“Hmph. That’s just the jealousy of immature kids who don’t measure up.”

Seong Ji-eun patted her chest lightly, causing her “bundle of pretense” to jiggle like a fluffy quilt being tapped.

“And how am I a bundle of pretense? I’m confidently talking like this in front of the man I like.”

“You don’t act this way in front of other people, though.”

Chaos, Seong Ji-eun.

She was the epitome of a shy, introverted, antisocial, gloomy young woman.

“I just didn’t feel the need to talk actively in front of others. But it’s different with you, Ji-hwan!”

“No wonder people accuse you of having a split personality.”

“Then make me show my true self more often. Besides, I’ve gotten better since last year. At least when I’m with my younger colleagues, I’m like this now.”

“Yes, yes. I’m sure.”

After Christmas.

Seong Ji-eun cast off the mask of shyness and introversion, revealing her true self to everyone.

Everyone was shocked.

The Chairman already knew, but the other directors nearly fainted, exclaiming, “Unnie, are you some kind of sociopath?”

“Regardless of where it is, did you deliver the item safely to Jeju Island?”

“Yes, yes. I kept it somewhere very safe. Even other members of the Society can’t find it. Only you, Ji-hwan, will know.”

“When will you tell me?”

“Now.”

Whispering.

Seong Ji-eun leaned close and whispered in my ear, sending chills down my spine.

“Are you serious?”

“Yup. How is it? Isn’t it the safest in the world?”

“Are you insane? Who actually does that?”

“Well, it worked. What better storage method is there?”

“I mean, you’re not wrong, but still.”

Who in their right mind would store it there?

“Are you smuggling something?”

“Of course. It’s more precious than gold or mana powder.”

Seong Ji-eun brought her outstretched hands together and gently placed them on her stomach, smiling softly.

“This body is made of mana anyway, so why not leave some space in my abdomen? Don’t you agree?”

“…….”

“As soon as I arrived in Jeju, I went straight to the villa with Hye-ra, and from the villa, I moved it here. Heh heh.”

The Phoenix Feather (True).

Unless someone killed Seong Ji-eun and cut open her stomach, no one would ever find the genuine article.

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