Return of the Sword God-Rank Civil Servant-Chapter 362
After finishing the pressure point strike, Su-ho finally withdrew [Mini Fear].
Released from his stiffened state, Kenji gasped heavily and asked,
“What the hell are you?”
“What if you knew?”
“What?”
“While you were in Yamaguchi, you got women offered to you, didn’t you? You even threatened that unless Sumiyoshi, after the merger, carried on with those terms, you’d make sure to become an obstacle by any means necessary.”
“Ha! And so what? Do you even know who I am? You look like some punk who picked up a weird skill somewhere and is getting by with it. You think this’ll last forever? You want me to take you seriously and show you what I can really do?”
“Go ahead.”
“What?”
“I said, go ahead. But if you’ve got nothing, you’d better know you’re really fucked then.”
“Wh-what did you just say?”
“Get a grip on the situation. You’re over level 200 and you can’t even notice what’s happened to your own body?”
“What?”
“You’re impotent now. You’ll never get it up again. Don’t believe me? Go ahead, check for yourself. I heard you were supposed to be some legendary stud, right?”
“Ha! What kind of bullshit—me? Every morning I wake up with this damn thing standing so hard it hurts, so I don’t even bother with underwear. Whenever I want, I can get it up—huh?”
Kenji suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
If there was one thing he was confident in, it was his manhood.
Hell, if he wanted, he could even react just by looking at a man.
To prove it to the cocky bastard in front of him, he tried to get hard—yet for some reason, nothing happened.
“Wh-what the fuck is this?”
“Told you. You’re impotent. Did you really think I’d call you here alone without being ready for that?”
“N-no way! Shit, wait a second!”
Kenji hurriedly pulled out his phone and opened up his private best-of collection of AVs.
Lewd moaning poured out of the phone speaker, and Kenji stared at it more seriously than ever in his life.
But no matter how long he watched, there was no reaction at all.
This was impossible.
Because what he was playing was the greatest masterpiece of his personal life—the kind of thing he never got tired of watching.
“Wh-what the hell is this...!”
“I blocked the meridian leading to your groin. Unless I release it, even the world’s greatest doctor or the greatest healer can’t fix you. In other words...”
Su-ho grinned as he continued,
“You’re not Kenji the Storm in the headlines anymore. You’re Kenji the Eunuch.”
“......!!”
Kenji the Eunuch.
The moment he heard it, Kenji’s pupils trembled like a tsunami had crashed through them.
Live by form, die by form.
That had always been him.
Always arrogant, never knowing surrender or defeat.
He called himself a peerless alpha male, spreading endless rumors of his womanizing as if it were his hobby—
and now he was an eunuch?
For the first time in his life as a Player, Kenji felt fear.
Su-ho kept talking.
“If you don’t believe me, go see a doctor, or find a healer. Or maybe ask a guild to craft you a custom potion. But you know how it goes, right? Word without legs runs a thousand miles. The second you tell anyone about this, no matter how much you try to keep it quiet, your eunuch story will spread like poison dumped into a well.”
Rumors spread faster than anyone expects.
And more often than not, they come back like knives in your back.
Because in this world, there are far more people who want to see you ruined than people who want you to succeed.
Su-ho sat back down on the sofa.
Then he glanced at Kenji and said,
“This is your last chance. Come sit. Properly.”
“......”
Kenji the Storm—
The man who had seemed like he’d never bow his head finally sat meekly in front of Su-ho.
Even with his legs neatly closed together like a well-mannered cat.
Su-ho immediately moved on to business.
After finishing the contract, and before releasing Kenji’s meridian, he gave one last warning.
“For the record.”
“Yes?”
“I’m about to release the meridian to your groin. Don’t even think about something stupid like, ‘I just won’t see him again and I’ll be fine.’”
At that, Kenji flinched.
He had just rewritten the contract with Sumiyoshi, but he was already planning to hire a lawyer as soon as he got out and sue for an unfair contract.
Groin meridian?
He thought, like before, that as long as he never crossed paths with Su-ho again, it wouldn’t matter.
After all, wasn’t his nickname Kenji the Storm?
Storms aren’t named lightly.
Not only because they’re strong, but because they’re fierce and fast.
Su-ho looked him straight in the eye and said,
“You’re not seriously thinking your speed will save you, are you? If you’re curious, we can play a little game of tag. Yamaguchi is already gone—do you think I can’t catch someone weaker than me? But remember: if I do catch you, it won’t stop at the meridian. I’ll rip your whole crotch off.”
“......”
Kenji’s hair stood on end.
His whole body shivered.
The man in front of him didn’t seem to be lying.
Which is why Kenji couldn’t help but nod.
“...Yes.”
His voice was barely a whisper.
Just who the hell was this man?
With power like this, there was no way he wouldn’t know his name.
And then—
“...Huh?”
It hit him.
The man in front of him looked awfully familiar.
“You don’t mean—you’re Korea’s...”
“Shh.”
Su-ho smiled and put his finger to his lips.
“Silence is golden, as they say. Even if you know, pretend you don’t. That’ll be better for you too.”
“...Understood.”
Kenji quietly nodded.
*
After finishing the contract with Kenji, Su-ho returned to Hiro’s mansion.
“You’re back?”
“Yeah, just wrapped it up. Here.”
Su-ho handed over Kenji’s contract. Hiro’s eyes went wide as he took it.
“Th-this is...?”
“Exactly what it looks like. Starting today, Kenji belongs to Sumiyoshi.”
“R-really?”
“Yeah. And I appointed him directly under you. So if anything comes up, order him around. He’ll obediently show up to gate raids, fan signings, every damn event.”
“Unbelievable... what kind of magic did you use on him?”
“I made him impotent.”
“...What?”
“If a man’s problem is his dick, then take his dick hostage. With a leash tied around it, he got tame real quick.”
“What... That’s even possible?”
“If it weren’t, you think I’d have come back with a signed contract? Why, do you want to experience it too?”
“Ah—no, no thank you. I’ll pass.”
“Good. So the urgent fire’s more or less out now?”
“Yes. We’re still negotiating with Yamaguchi’s lower branches, and absorbing businesses is proceeding smoothly.”
“Good. Then I should start hitting gates again.”
“Ah, right, Master, you said you had business with our country’s gates. If you tell me which ones you want, I’ll find a way to secure them for you.”
“No, this time I’ll handle it personally. For that, I’ll need to borrow your face again. I have to meet Miyamoto.”
“Of course. From now on, use it whenever you like, just let me know. I need to be aware so I can make the arrangements.”
“Appreciate it. Then handle your work—I’m going to see Miyamoto now. Oh, and if you have status s on current operations, prepare them. I’ll give them to him on the way.”
“Understood.”
The documents were prepared quickly, and as soon as Su-ho gathered them, he called Miyamoto to set up a meeting.
Meeting him wasn’t difficult.
To Miyamoto, Su-ho—no, more precisely, the Chairman of Sumiyoshi—was a VVIP among VVIPs.
Escorted into a private room of Paranormal Ability, Su-ho sat down. Miyamoto, all smiles, spoke first.
“So, what is it you wanted to see me about?”
“I requested this meeting because I have s on current operations, and also a favor to ask.”
Su-ho handed over the Hiro had given him.
Miyamoto skimmed through it and muttered in amazement,
“Unbelievable speed of execution.”
“No reason to drag things out.”
“So, what’s this favor?”
“Now that the Yamaguchi matter is just a question of time, I’d like to talk about our original objective—the raid business.”
“Raid business? You mean monopolizing gates?”
“No. We’re not aiming for monopoly. Monopoly is illegal, after all.”
“Then?”
“As I mentioned before, we’d like Sumiyoshi to handle one of the sealed gates Paranormal Ability is currently managing.”
“That’s...”
Not the first time he’d heard it.
But still, surprising.
Sealed gates weren’t just any gates.
So Miyamoto remained skeptical.
But Su-ho didn’t care about the doubt on his face and continued,
“I understand what concerns you. But if you think about it differently—sealed gates are obstacles that have to be cleared eventually. Leaving them alone just bleeds tax money, doesn’t it?”
“That’s true, but sealed gates are designated under international standards. Even Yamaguchi, for all its power, had sealed gates it gave up on. Sumiyoshi just went through a major upheaval—you really have the resources? If something goes wrong...”
“Yes, we’ll manage. That’s for us to shoulder. Honestly, with Sumiyoshi’s name in the news so much lately, things are getting noisy, aren’t they?”
The world feeds on gossip.
Nothing excites people more than others’ scandals.
With Yamaguchi crumbling fast and Sumiyoshi swelling just as quickly, the two groups made perfect fodder for rumors even without direct confrontation.
“So?”
“That’s why, if we succeed in clearing a hard gate like a sealed gate, all that idle chatter will vanish. Look at Kenji—the only reason people still idolize him despite everything is his record of gate raids.”
“That’s true, but... are you really confident?”
“Just give us free entry. As soon as we clear it, you’ll be the first to get the .”
“Mm... fine.”
Miyamoto nodded.
Of course.
That’s how it should be.
He knew from the start he’d have to give in eventually.
It wasn’t like he had another option, and from another angle, the proposal benefited Paranormal Ability more than it hurt.
“I’ll have a special access pass issued for Sumiyoshi. Anything else you need?”
“If you permit it, I’d also like pre-bid rights on upcoming gates.”
“Pre-bid rights... fine. I’ll push that through. Won’t take long. But you’ve been mentioning sealed gates from the start—exactly which ones are you eyeing?”
“That would be...”
Su-ho began listing the gates he had in mind.
But before he even finished, Miyamoto cut him off.
“W-wait, hold on. All of those?”
“Yes. They’re absolutely necessary for me.”
“......”
Su-ho smiled as he said it, but Miyamoto grew dead serious.
It was possible they’d be holding Sumiyoshi’s funeral within months.
And ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) not long after, special access passes for every sealed gate arrived at Hiro’s mansion.
Chapter 362
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