The Crown Prince Who Raises Alt Characters

#Chapter 330 Boss Quan (11) - Banquet There was a man. A narrow room with wallpaper growing moldy and stagnant air circulating, impossible to tell when it was last ventilated. The man, wandering around the web with a bored expression, suddenly discovered interesting material and his eyes lit up. It was an article about a young actress who had just started to gain public recognition. A private life controversy with unclear sources. An article that used 'anonymous sources' to induce various speculations about the person involved, while cleverly avoiding responsibility by avoiding direct criticism. The evidence was weak, and there were strange points when thought about coldly, but the man didn't worry about such things and started criticizing anyway. Cursing someone was enjoyable. It was even more so if it was cursing and criticizing evil people under the name of justice. He was pleased when people agreed with his opinion and joined in the criticism, and ignored or nitpicked and crushed opinions that logically refuted or demanded evidence. Even after the breaking news that the actress, unable to bear the pouring ridicule and contempt, had taken her own life, the man snorted dismissively. ─She died because she had something to feel guilty about, right? If there was no problem, why would she die? She probably thought she'd be screwed at this rate, so she made a preemptive defense to the afterlife. There were opinions that he was being too harsh toward a dead person, but the man ignored them. It's not like he said anything wrong, so why? As he continued the criticism, those who shared similar opinions with the man increased one by one, and public opinion became a mess. The deceased was not properly mourned even until the moment of death. It was only after several weeks had passed that all the suspicions about the actress were revealed to be completely groundless, but that didn't mean the man reflected on his actions. If the reporter hadn't posted the suspicious article in the first place, he wouldn't have cursed her either, right? He was just a victim who had been deceived. The man simply turned off a post where someone had explained the actress's innocence in a long and logical manner. The emotional price paid by the man who had destroyed a person's life and character was merely that much. And 'I' could not forgive that. Ding dong. I pressed the bell. Ding dong. Ding dong. I pressed the bell. Ding dong. Ding dong. Ding dong. I pressed the bell, and pressed, and pressed, until the man's face was stained with bewilderment, irritation, and slight anxiety. The man who confirmed my face through the intercom let out an ugly scream and fled to the inner part of the room. I forcibly opened the front door of the old studio apartment and found the man trembling in a corner of the room. I grabbed and pulled out his fingers. I heard screaming. I stepped on and crushed his foot. I heard screaming. I tore off his ear. I heard screaming. I grabbed and crushed his jaw. The screaming subsided. I plucked out his eyes. The screaming disappeared. I grabbed his head and swung it against the wall. There was no scream. There was no scream. There was no scream. There was no scream. Why? He should suffer more, he should hurt more, more, more, more! He should suffer like I did! In my resentful vision, I saw the man's soul writhing and crawling on the floor, trying to escape. I cheered and began to dismantle the man's soul. This time, to ensure it wouldn't break easily, this time to ensure it couldn't find comfort easily, I planned to torment it slowly, step by step, bit by bit. While grabbing the man's hair and dragging him along, suddenly my face was reflected in a mirror. Silver hair, silver eyes. An ugly monster mimicking a human was smiling inside it. *** Some dreams make you feel dirty all day long just by dreaming them. Qiana's condition today was exactly like that. A vicious cycle where nothing tasted good, she got irritated at every little thing, and she got even more irritated because she didn't like her own state. Her low pressure was so obvious at a glance that even the office members, who would usually sneak up and tease her with somewhat mismatched titles like 'big sister' or 'youngest', didn't approach her easily and just watched carefully from a distance. She was getting irritated and being snappy about that too, when suddenly something cold touched her cheek. Tap. "Hiyak!?" "Oh, that scream was quite impressive. It felt exactly like anime." Quan burst into laughter after hearing Qiana's scream. At that overly shameless attitude for someone who had pressed a cold beer can against another person's cheek, Qiana let out a shriek. "What are you doing!?" "You're the one who's acting all gloomy on this precious company dinner day. We're having a company dinner after pulling off a big job, but because of you, the kids can't enjoy themselves to their heart's content and are all just carefully watching your mood. Especially for the newbie, this is supposed to be a welcome party too." At Quan's words, the new employee Jun-seok, who had been extremely tense while unable to adapt to the atmosphere of the gangsters... yakuza... no, the wholesome construction & real estate company, immediately stiffened. "Isn't that right, newbie? You're also uncomfortable because your direct senior is acting like this, aren't you?" "No sir!! I always live with a grateful heart toward Ms. Qiana!!" "Oh, so I'm wrong then?" "No sir!! Agh!!" "You're the one bullying him, not me, you shameless boss bastard." After muttering as if it was absurd, Qiana snatched the beer can from Quan's hand and chugged it. Only after seeing her like this did the other employees seem to relax a bit, each taking care of grills, gas burners, and such things, placing them efficiently in their spots. Quan spoke. "I won't do any special toasts or anything, so eat as you please. If we run short of meat, we can buy more from the nearby butcher shop, so don't hold back." "Yes! Boss!!" Sizzle! The marbled beef that went onto the grill emitted an enticing sound along with a rich meaty aroma. While everyone was laughing and chatting in comfortable clothes, Qiana, who was armed with an outfit that probably cost millions of won for the top and bottom combined, grimaced. "Why are you grilling marbled beef first? If you eat the greasy stuff first, it'll mask the taste of the lighter meat." "That's something to nitpick about when you go to an omakase restaurant. Originally, for company dinners like this, you eat the quick-cooking marbled beef first. More importantly, even though I said we were having a company dinner from the afternoon, why did you dress so expensively again?" "This is the cheapest thing in my wardrobe." "Oh, as expected of a precious young lady. Sorry for not recognizing your status." Quan giggled teasingly and used tongs to transfer meat onto Qiana's plate as she glared with fierce eyes. When the violent aroma stimulated her sense of smell, Qiana, who had been going on about grease and eating order, also shut her mouth and began eating meat. "...Tough. The gamey smell is strong too. If we're going to eat, we should eat something better. Where did you get this cheap stuff?" The evaluation was harsh, but the meat on her plate kept disappearing. Quan, who would usually have joked that her mouth might lie but her body is honest, also didn't make any particular comments, whether because of the rule that you don't bother even a dog while it's eating, or simply because he was busy grilling and eating. Thanks to this, Qiana, who was able to silently enjoy the beef, suddenly thought. What am I doing here right now? She is the 'Queen', the strongest of all anomalies. Not someone who should be sitting at a table laughing and chatting with humans, but a predator who should put humans on the table and devour them. The apex of anomalies who should receive both fear and awe. "Come on, youngest! Please accept this drink!" "Hey, she's not the youngest anymore. We have a new youngest now." "Then we can just call her big sister." "Whether by age or experience, it seems like there are various reasons why it's unreasonable for you to be the younger sibling." "Originally, if you're strong, pretty, and rich, you're everyone's big sister." It was strange that she was grilling and eating meat in a place like this, and it was also strange that other humans were treating such a monster so casually. Whether it was because of the unique intoxication of a drinking session, or because Quan usually treated Qiana so casually that the other guys' sense of crisis had evaporated. "...Noisy. Who said anyone could call me big sister? I don't need disgusting little brothers like you." Quan chuckled and said. "The truth is she likes it but is too embarrassed to say so. You guys understand." "Yes! Boss! We understand perfectly!" "I said no, you crazy bastards!!" Whether Qiana screamed or not, the laughter didn't stop, and Qiana too eventually got tired of it and just munched earnestly on the meat. Amidst the disaster where everyone was drunk and sprawled out like corpses everywhere. To Quan, who was sitting alone with his legs crossed, smoking a cigarette with a perfectly sober face, Qiana spoke with a slightly flushed face. "...Another fragment is active. A pretty big one too." "Hmm? How do you know?" "Because the fragments I possess have increased. My detection ability has also gotten stronger." Qiana continued speaking calmly. "A woman, more precisely an evil spirit. She committed suicide due to criticism from rumors, and she's hunting down and killing the bastards who cursed her one by one." "What's her method? Curse? Does she appear in dreams to torment them, or gradually bring misfortune, that sort of thing?" "No. Direct murder. The type that usually has no physical form, but only gains physical substance in front of her victims' homes." Quan fell into thought for a moment, then searched for several things on his phone. Then he clicked his tongue with a "tsk." "This has become troublesome." "Why?" "The method is too flashy. If it were the type that calmly weakened people one by one or caused unlucky accidents, that would be one thing, but this is blatant serial murder." There were even videos circulating online of hallway CCTV footage showing a woman appearing and violently breaking down doors to invade the interior. They were being deleted in various ways due to censorship and such, but the speed of their spread was faster than the deletion. People were having various debates about it being fabricated, or about a superwoman, or the door itself being old, but Quan could tell. That was just purely smashed and broken through. "Usually evil spirits don't have such strong direct physical power... It seems like she underwent some abnormal evolution due to the Queen's fragment." "So that's why it's troublesome? Even so, I don't think she could beat the Tiger-Thrall's numbers." "No, that's not the problem. The key points are that she has an ability that has no real connection to her original story, and that this has been openly revealed everywhere." "Ah." Only then did Qiana realize the problem. As if proving that point, Quan said while putting on his coat. "Bastards from all directions will come running to target the fragment." And among those 'bastards', the most dangerous ones will also join in. The management bureau. They are coming.