Chapter 58: Welcome to the Kindergarten of Destruction! (58)/ 782 |
TL: Hanguk
PR: MiniPixelZ
“Ah! Young-jae!”
When Han Young-jae collapsed, Lee Myung-sook hurried over. Although all the children at Hwanggung Kindergarten were from prominent families, children of members of the National Assembly, hospital directors, CEOs of large corporations, Young-jae was special among them.
Han Young-jae’s grandfather was none other than Han Tae-ho, Chairman of the Hanseong Group, ranked number one in the business world.
Moreover, Han Young-jae was Han Tae-ho’s most beloved eldest grandson. If things went wrong, this incident could lead to the closure of Hwanggung Kindergarten.
“Young-jae, open your eyes! Teacher Kim, contact Madam and Young-jae’s attending doctor! Hurry!”
While Lee Myung-sook examined the collapsed Han Young-jae and gave instructions,
“Blackie, I’ll give you roasted and dried sweet potato. Let’s get up.”
Kihihit. Kking?!
[Hehe. Extremely-delicious roasted and dried sweet potato?!]
At Sejun’s words, Blackie’s eyes shot open.
“What did you do to the kid?”
Sejun pointed at Han Young-jae with his finger and asked in a scolding tone.
Kking! Kking!
[Great Blackie did nothing wrong! That guy kicked great Blackie, so I was trying to show him great Blackie’s scariness!]
Blackie complained about the unfairness.
“What?! He kicked our Blackie?”
Even a mutt gets half the respect in its own home, but he hit Blackie inside our Kindergarten of Destruction?
Sejun was enraged by Blackie’s words.
Hehe. As expected, my butler is on great Blackie’s side!
As Sejun took his side,
Kking! Kking! Kking!
[Yeah! That guy kicked great Blackie in the side! So hurry and punish him!]
Excited, Blackie showed Sejun the part he was kicked and barked with great pride. As long as Sejun was on his side, there was nothing in the world to fear.
“Of course. But… is that kid okay?”
Sejun belatedly asked with a worried tone.
Normally, the soul of a fragile human would vanish just from encountering Blackie’s mental body.
Kking! Kking! Kking!
[Yeah! Seems he felt great Blackie’s scariness and ran away to hide! And butler! You promised the Extremely-delicious roasted and dried sweet potato!]
“Yeah. You did well. Here.”
Moved by both the pity for being hit by a five-year-old and the praise for not obliterating Han Young-jae’s soul, Sejun gladly put the Extremely-delicious roasted and dried sweet potato into Blackie’s mouth, patting his head. For Blackie, this was a very minor incident.
Kihihit.
Chomp. Chomp. Chomp.
As Blackie was happily eating the Extremely-delicious roasted and dried sweet potato,
“Is this the time to be feeding a puppy?! What about our Young-jae?! Your puppy startled him and he fainted!”
Lee Myung-sook raised her voice and sharply confronted Sejun. Although it was an urgent situation, Lee Myung-sook still tried hard not to lose her composure.
“I’m sorry. I’ll treat him right away. But we should clarify the facts. Young-jae kicked our Blackie first….”
As Sejun tried to clarify the situation,
Ding-dong.
The doorbell rang.
“Director, Madam has arrived.”
One of the teachers informed Lee Myung-sook and hurried to the entrance. Since Han Young-jae’s house was nearby, they were able to come quickly.
“Young-jae!”
Soon, a woman in her mid-thirties, dressed in luxurious clothes and accessories, came rushing in accompanied by the teacher who opened the door and dozens of others.
Among them were doctors as well.
“We need to examine him, so please lay Young-jae-nim down properly. And Director Lee Myung-sook, please explain in detail what happened before Young-jae-nim fainted.”
“Yes. Before Young-jae fainted….”
While checking Han Young-jae’s pupils, breathing, and pulse, the doctor listened to the events that led to his collapse from Lee Myung-sook.
After about five minutes had passed.
“Madam, it’s vasovagal syncope. We’ll need to conduct a thorough examination at the hospital for detailed results, but aside from a slightly slow pulse, he seems fine.”
The doctor, now looking more relaxed, explained to Han Young-jae’s mother, Choi Moran.
“Vasovagal syncope?”
“Yes. From what I’ve heard about the situation before he fainted, it seems he was greatly startled, leading to an autonomic nervous system imbalance which caused him to lose consciousness and faint. It’s a common symptom in young children, so you don’t need to worry too much. A few days of rest should suffice.”
“Phew. That’s a relief.”
Choi Moran finally relaxed.
“Is that it? The thing that startled our Young-jae?”
Soon, with a cold expression, she glared at Blackie.
Then,
Kking?! Kking!
[How dare you glare at great Blackie?! Butler! Punish her!]
Emboldened as Sejun took his side, Blackie barked loudly while locking eyes with Choi Moran.
Meanwhile,
Jingle. Jingle!
[Great Blackie-nim, youngest Kkobangi has returned. How dare some nobody stare directly at Great Blackie-nim!]
Kkobangi, who had flown 10 meters and crawled back with great effort, returned to being Blackie’s bell and flattered him earnestly.
“Not knowing their place… Handle it.”
As Choi Moran whispered coldly while glaring at Blackie,
Nod.
Five male bodyguards in black suits, standing behind her, swiftly moved to subdue Blackie.
They were hunters averaging around level 30. They moved at a speed too fast for ordinary people to follow with the naked eye, but
“Stop.”
You’re going to lay a hand on our Blackie?
Haven’t you seen movies about what happens when you mess with someone’s dog?
‘Heh. Ever heard of John Wick?’
Sejun casually stepped in front of the men sending killing intent toward Blackie, placing Blackie behind him in an instant.
Our Blackie doesn’t bite.
He erases souls instead.
It was out of concern for their safety.
Tap.
At the same time, Sejun lightly tossed roasted and dried sweet potato behind him.
Kihihit. Kking!
[Hehe. Extremely-delicious roasted and dried sweet potato!]
Oblivious to the killing intent directed at him, Blackie darted toward the dropped roasted and dried sweet potato,
Chomp. Chomp. Chomp.
Hehe. So tasty.
And began devouring it mindlessly. Sejun had given him the roasted and dried sweet potato to divert his attention.
If Blackie kept being ignored like this, even he wouldn’t be able to hold back anymore.
And Blackie, when he doesn’t hold back, is a calamity incarnate. I’d need at least ten roasted and dried sweet potatoes to calm that berserk beast.
While Sejun was busy throwing roasted and dried sweet potato to Blackie,
Thud.
A punch struck Sejun’s abdomen.
“Puhuhut. Great Hybrid Chairman Park’s belly is defended by the Iron Wall Defender, Vice Chairman Theo, meow!”
No, Theo’s fluffy front paw blocked the punch. Hanging onto Sejun’s knee, Theo deactivated his invisibility and blocked the attack.
Kueng!
[Dad is protected by Cuengi!]
“Ugh! My body won’t move!”
Cuengi also deactivated his invisibility and restrained the bodyguards with telekinesis.
“Belly? This is muscle!”
Enraged by Theo’s words, Sejun pounded his stomach.
Slap. Slap.
Instead of the sound of firm muscle, a satisfyingly squishy sound rang out. He’d been eating rich food lately, and not even crops could flush out all the fat.
“Puhuhut. Then since it jiggles, I’ll call it water muscles, meow!”
“It’s not! If you look closely, there’s even the character for ‘king’ here! Can’t you see the ‘王’ packs here?”
Sejun, tensing his stomach muscles, insisted on showing the completely invisible ‘王’ packs.
“Meow?! If you don’t like water muscles, I’ll call them chubby muscles instead, meow! Even if you’re great Hybrid Chairman Park, I can’t compromise anymore, meow!”
Theo yielded one step.
However.
“Say it again.”
Sejun wasn’t satisfied.
Squeeze.
“Chairman Park, I apologize, meow!”
Clueless and failing to say what Sejun wanted to hear, Theo had his cheeks grabbed and was punished with rice cake squeezing.
At that moment.
“What are you doing?! Take care of it already!”
Choi Moran, her voice irritated, raised her tone and urged the bodyguards.
“Yes!”
The remaining ten bodyguards rushed to subdue Sejun and Blackie.
Kueng!
[Stay still!]
But they were immediately restrained by Cuengi’s telekinesis, unable to budge an inch.
“…So lucky… I want to squish that face too… Ah. Madam, that cat is Park Theo.”
Snapped out of her daze by Theo, Choi Moran’s secretary spoke in a trembling voice.
Sejun’s face wasn’t well known due to suppression by intelligence agencies around the world, but his companions, Theo, Cuengi, and Paespaes, were too famous.
Especially Theo, the social media star cat, whose photos and reels were all over the internet. As the secretary’s ultimate favorite, there was no way she wouldn’t recognize him.
“Yes? Who?”
“Park Theo, the deadly dragon-clawed hybrid golden cat of Tower Farmer Park Sejun- Aigoo! So cute!”
The secretary, without realizing it, had just recited the slogan of Theo’s fan club, the Meow-Meow Club. Fortunately, she managed to hold back from doing the accompanying cheer dance.
If I get Theo’s paw print autograph later and post it on the fan café, maybe I can get promoted to the executive committee?
For reference, the secretary was a full member of Theo’s fan club, the Meow-Meow Club.
“Yes?”
“Ah. It’s nothing. More importantly, Madam, if Park Theo is here, that man must be Park Sejun, the Tower Farmer of the Black Tower.”
Park Theo only becomes a lap-cat on the lap of Park Sejun, the Tower Farmer of the Black Tower.
Having returned to her emotionless expression, the secretary calmly reported this in a composed voice, though she looked at Sejun with eyes full of envy.
“That can’t be…”
Choi Moran, as someone from a chaebol family, was privy to a degree of highly classified, undisclosed information. That, of course, included details about Sejun.
The unofficial richest man in the world.
The unofficial strongest man in the world.
The unofficial hero who saved Earth.
That incredible man was that guy?
Choi Moran looked Sejun up and down, who was dressed in a shabby t-shirt and pants, her expression filled with disbelief.
At that moment.
“Hm? Nephew’s wife, what brings you here?”
While in a meeting with Iona, Han Tae-jun had stepped outside with Kim Dong-sik for some fresh air when he spotted Choi Moran and asked.
Why is Uncle-in-law here?!
“U-Uncle-in-law? Hello.”
Flustered, Choi Moran hurriedly greeted Han Tae-jun.
“Theo-nim, do you know her?”
“Yes. She’s my nephew’s wife.”
Han Tae-jun responded to Sejun’s question.
“Ah. Then is that Young-jae over there your nephew’s son?”
“Yes. But this situation…”
The atmosphere was strange. The formation of bodyguards surrounding Sejun and his group clearly showed hostility toward Sejun.
“Hm. Sejun-nim, I apologize. It seems the Hanseong Group people have been rude. May I take care of the rest?”
“Yes.”
After bowing to Sejun at a full 90 degrees and sincerely apologizing, Han Tae-jun received Sejun’s permission and turned.
“Nephew’s wife, what’s going on here? Who are these people?”
He asked in a cold voice.
“Well…”
Choi Moran realized things had taken a bad turn.
Even her husband’s uncle, who spoke bluntly even to the Chairman of Hanseong Group, was speaking very carefully in front of that man.
So the secretary was right, after all…
What do I do…
Choi Moran’s face turned to despair.
Not long ago, she had heard that her husband, Han Sang-sik, President of Hanseong Hotel, had signed over most of Neverland’s shares to form a connection with Park Sejun, the Tower Farmer of the Black Tower.
They planned to use their relationship with Park Sejun to gain favorable positions in other business ventures.
Sure, in Korea, the name “Hanseong” held weight. But abroad, it was just another successful company.
They were planning to use Sejun’s name to boost Hanseong’s prestige, but now, because of her and Young-jae, that plan might be in serious jeopardy.
When her husband said he was signing a contract with Park Sejun, even the Chairman was delighted. But if Sejun turns hostile toward Hanseong Group because of her and Young-jae…
‘I might get kicked out.’
That’s how ruthless Han Tae-ho was when it came to Hanseong’s prosperity, utterly cold-blooded, without a drop of mercy.
Ah… what should I do…
Just as Choi Moran was on the verge of tears from fear,
“Puhuhut. You attacked great Hybrid Chairman Park, so now you’re an official employee of Sejun Company, meow!”
Stamp.
“Huh?”
Before she knew it, Theo had pressed her thumb onto the contract he was holding with his front paw, and now she had formed a strong relationship with Sejun, one far beyond any ownership of Neverland shares.
“Puhuhut. Welcome to Sejun Company as a full-time employee, meow! So, what’s your name, meow?”
Theo, with a bright expression, asked Choi Moran.
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