The Divine Genius’s Game Broadcasting Chapter 1

Episode 1 – Maga is in (1)

“Mr. Gyeongbok has a really nice impression. I heard that his name is written in the form of Gyeongja and Bok, right?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

When the kind-looking president spoke, Lee Gyeong-bok raised the corners of his mouth.

The slightly trembling lips told us that the smile was the result of effort.

But as I lived in society, I learned to smile at moments when I should have been cursing.

“Yes. They say that life often follows its name. In that sense, making a deal with Kyungbok? I think it’s a very good idea.”

“Oh, then… … .”

Was the fruition of his past efforts finally coming to fruition? Lee Kyung-bok smiled without putting strength into his lips.

“But we’re not just going to make one or two deals, are we?”

My head feels dizzy for a moment.

It's not that my head hurts, it's just really throbbing. It's like telling me that the person in front of me is shit.

Of course, I am here because the company told me to. In the meantime, the president continued speaking with a grin.

“Even though this is B2B, it’s ultimately something that people do. Doesn’t this feel like the atmosphere is too business-oriented?”

“Ahahaha!”

I just laughed.

I laughed because it was so absurd, but in reality I just laughed. The unpleasantness I felt from the business partner's president grew stronger.

‘I guess this is about trying to entertain a little more… … .’

The words were flashy, but it meant to show more sincerity. The boss glanced at his watch, smiled faintly, and got up.

“Oh my, come to your senses. I wonder if I’ve been holding on to it for too long.”

“Right. It’s pretty late. Anyway, you’re not doing it now, are you?”

The president, slightly flustered as if he had not expected Lee Kyung-bok to do this, hurriedly continued speaking.

“Ah, aha. I’ll review the proposal with the staff again. If I do as I please as the CEO, it’ll be a big problem. I’ll make sure to convince you, so let’s talk over a drink next time.”

The president smiled and lightly patted Lee Kyung-bok on the shoulder. His attitude was gentle, but his feelings were not gentle.

“It’s a bit disappointing that Kyungbok is too tense. I think it would be better for him to try to be more flexible like the other employees.”

String.

Suddenly, a pain came back to my head. It was stronger than before.

Familiar pain. And a warning.

“Yes. Thank you for the advice. See you next time.”

However, Lee Kyung-bok left the business with a smile on his face until the end. He sighed involuntarily as he saw the sunset sky.

'As expected, it doesn't go as planned. They keep telling me to do this… … .'

He felt ominous not only from the president but also from the entire workplace. However, he could not just cancel the contract based on his feelings alone, since the company was pushing him to do it.

'Tsk, I feel like there's something fishy going on at the company.'

Lee Kyung-bok consoled himself.

Shouldn't you think about your own paycheck before the company's future?

He walked quietly to the train station and booked the fastest up-bound ticket using the smart link on his wrist.

‘… … Even if I get off work, it’ll be past 11 o’clock.’

I felt hungry because I hadn't even had dinner. After arriving home, I had a quick meal, washed up, went to bed, and woke up to go back to work.

Just thinking about it makes me breathless.

‘Do I really have to be this attached to the company?’

A sense of skepticism came over me.

It may have been because the contract that seemed like it would work out today didn't come to fruition. My heart, which had been sinking into the deep sea, suddenly rose up with anxiety.

My head was pounding.

At the same time, he turned his head.

When I turned my gaze, I saw a child running onto the crosswalk even though the signal hadn't changed yet.

"shit……!"

My body moved in sync with my intuition.

He caught the child who was about to run away.

“What now… … .”

At the moment when the surprised child's mother was about to say something.

With a roaring exhaust note, a delivery motorcycle rounded the corner and passed right in front of the child.

If Lee Kyung-bok had not stopped it, an accident would have occurred. The child burst into tears in shock and a beat later, the mother hugged the child.

“Jiwoo! Are you okay!? Hey, thank you. Thank you so much.”

"no."

Lee Kyung-bok clenched his teeth against the headache that was coming on him. But he smiled as if nothing had happened and added a word.

“Make sure to hold your children’s hands while you walk.”

“Ah, yes yes… … .”

Lee Gyeong-bok, who had been looking at his mother muttering as if possessed, walked across the crosswalk.

'If I had become a shaman like my grandmother, things might have been better than they are now.'

He was far from ordinary since he was young. His parents did not acknowledge it, but his grandmother, who was a shaman, noticed something different about Lee Gyeong-bok.

But the grandmother actually wanted Lee Gyeong-bok not to be possessed by a spirit.

'Kyungbok, the divine power within you is not something a human body can handle. Don't even think about becoming a shaman, you understand? If you do, the gods will swallow you up.'

The warnings my grandmother had left me time and time again were still vivid in my mind.

'Divine power… … .'

He couldn't ignore his grandmother's warning, because Lee Kyung-bok had already experienced countless 'reactions'.

It was like that even now.

My head started to feel dizzy for no reason and I felt a little dizzy.

'But I don't think the new recruits will give up.'

Lee Kyung-bok consciously breathed evenly and waited for the recoil to subside.

'If there was this much recoil, even if he didn't die, he would have been badly injured.'

Fortunately, his symptoms did not get any worse and he was able to sit safely on the waiting room bench.

I thought I could rest a bit like that.

A call notification popped up with a buzzing sound.

[Human Edge]

It was his shooter.

Lee Kyung-bok frowned slightly, then turned on the recording app and answered the call.

“Yes, Manager Jeong.”

<How did the contract go?>

As soon as I heard the voice, I felt stressed. But if I showed that feeling, I would only become more tired.

“It’s almost done. Maybe next time… … .”

<You couldn't do it?>

Before the story could even end, words came rushing in. Lee Gyeong-bok tightly shut his lips.

<Hey, how much time do you spend on that one thing? Are you just going to post this month's performance report with that one thing?>

“I have to work hard. And I can confirm it at the next meeting.”

<Did you say that? See you next time?>

"yes."

<Ha, s***… … Hey, are you crazy?>

“Are you crazy?”

The shooter spouted off words as if he was in a state of absurdity.

<What? Seriously, I'm going crazy. This little shit just talks back. Hey! You've only done one or two sales?! If it works, you should push harder! We'll see you next time, right? Are you really going to see me next time?>

"yes."

In this situation, a short answer is sufficient.

This situation was familiar.

It was obvious that no matter what I said, he wouldn't listen.

<Huh? Huh?>

"yes."

<Ha, you punk. Answering. What's the point of just answering well? Huh? Shouldn't things be getting better! Why? Is work hard? Are you the only one having a hard time? If you do things like that, don't you think about other people having a hard time?>

“Then shall we go back now?”

Of course I won't go. But I won't tell you to go either.

You must be feeling a bit lost now, having come all this way from your usual job of helping the shooter.

<Okay, did you get on the train now?>

“No, not yet.”

<What time is the train?>

“In ten minutes.”

<… … Oh, that’s enough. Since I’m passing through there, you can just go up. I’ll take care of the rest.>

"yes?"

<Oh, your smart link is 'Pineapple' right?>

You don't know that even though we've been working together for a long time?

“Oh, yes… … why is that?”

<Tsk, what a sales guy. You should use Android. The basics are really bad. That's why you're like that. Huh? Come to your senses.>

The call suddenly ended. At the same time, I was dumbfounded.

'This author will clean up after me?'

Although the company labeled him a shooter, I don't remember benefiting from it at all. If I asked him about something he didn't know, he'd snap at me for not trying to find out for myself, and if I tried to handle things on my own, he'd ask me why I was acting selfishly.

Rather, he was the one who was nagging Lee Kyung-bok to wipe his own shit.

'Something is strange.'

A sense of foreboding grew deep in my heart. It was not a simple feeling, but an intuition close to a premonition.

As expected.

My face distorted on its own.

String.

"shit."

My head is pounding again. It's quite intense, unlike before.

Lee Kyung-bok glanced at the time. It was time to board the train, but he did not get up from his seat.

Lee Kyung-bok, who had been pondering for a moment, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Slowly, his senses became dull and calm came over him.

A voice rose above them.

'What time is the train?'

The shooter, who had never been interested in anything before, checked his schedule.

'I'll take care of the aftermath.'

He took it upon himself to clean up the mess. He had never even met the president of the business partner.

'I think it would be good to try to be more flexible like other employees.'

But strangely enough, the business partner's president mentioned 'another employee'. Clearly, the only person in charge was Lee Kyung-bok.

“So this is why my head keeps hurting.”

We can't just let this go. Something is happening somewhere we don't know about.

A tingling sensation in the head.

This isn't just a headache.

It's a kind of signal.

A signal that is transmitted to him even though he has not been possessed by a spirit.

The moment I completed the picture by fitting together the fragmentary clues one by one without passing the ominous signals, the divine power that I had been suppressing began to move on its own.

Lee Kyung-bok instinctively took out a ballpoint pen and notebook and randomly marked points. If there was rice, he could try fortune-telling, just like his grandmother did when she did fortune-telling, but the situation was not ideal.

Still, this was enough for now.

'What if it goes up like this?'

A great calamity.

'What if I go back to the business?'

Little good luck.

The fact that it is a telephone restoration was also added here.

After seeing the fortune telling results, Lee Kyung-bok made a decision. Instead of going up right away, he would visit the business partner again.

But I felt a dizzying pain in my head and my vision went dark.

It's the aftereffect of a new activation.

"ah……!"

A drop of red blood fell onto the waiting room floor. He quickly took out a tissue, wiped the blood from his nose, and took a deep breath.

I felt quite weak, but I had no regrets.

Didn't you know what would happen by looking at the given information and divination results?

'You want to steal the credit? But why did you try to exclude me? If you take me, you can brag that you did it on your own. There's something more to it.'

Lee Kyung-bok had a confident expression on his face. It was a miracle that even his grandmother had worried about eating away at his flesh. This miracle had never been wrong so far.

As soon as the pain subsided, Lee Kyung-bok headed straight to his business partner.

'… 1… That?'

I saw the shooter and the president of the business partner shaking hands happily. They looked familiar, even though it was their first meeting.

Soon, the business partner's president naturally got into the car.

Lee Kyung-bok's smart link captured the scene without fail.

* * *

Late evening, dimly lit bar.

“Electronic cigarettes are good, but I still prefer regular cigarettes.”

“That’s right. I don’t know how Manager Jeong and I get along so well.”

“Oh, sir, it’s only natural that Cuban cigars suit you.”

The shooter and the boss returned to the table laughing while still drunk.

“Is that so? Hehe, looking at this contract, it seems like I could get one. But can I really throw it away like this?”

“Oh, you don’t have to worry at all.”

The shooter waved his hand and died.

“No one knows I’m here today. Even the staff didn’t see me.”

“Well, that’s true.”

“Sir, you can just say that you signed a contract with Lee Kyung-bok. And if you leave out this much, wouldn’t both you and I be a little more satisfied? That bastard will take the blame anyway.”

The boss burst into laughter at his boast.

“Okay, okay. Then I’ll just trust Manager Jeong. Oh, but I don’t understand why that guy Lee Kyung-bok is so clueless. He should know how to serve people and stuff when he’s working. It’s frustrating. Manager Jeong must have had a hard time working with a guy like that.”

“Oh, don’t be ridiculous. That kid is all show and no substance. Do you know what it’s like at work? I heard he always sets the mood in front of the female employees. He should be doing a better job at work during that time.”

“Really? You were that kind of friend?”

Of course, Lee Kyung-bok had never done that. But that was how he saw it in the eyes of the shooter.

The gaze that was obsessed with inferiority complex was unfair.

“Yes. At first glance, it seems like he has the fortune to be a pillar of society. Now that I think about it, this is also work for the company.”

“Huh? What are you talking about?”

“If we let that kind of guy be, he’ll definitely have an accident with a female employee. In the long run, it’s good for the company.”

“Oh, that’s true too.”

The two men emptied their bottles of wine, giggling.

“Okay, boss, let’s go to round two now.”

“Oh, okay, okay. Let’s go.”

As the two people staggered to their feet and left, a staff member came over and began clearing the table.

Then a man approached the seat where the two people were sitting.

“Sorry, I think I dropped the smart link.”

“Oh, yes, yes. Do you need a flash?”

“No, no. It’s okay.”

The man pretended to feel around on the dark table bottom, then pulled out the smart link that had been hanging under the table.

[New recording]

[00:47:57]

The man, Lee Kyung-bok, pressed the end button for recording. He bowed slightly to the employee and went out.

“The price I pay for my nosebleeds will be high. Very high.”

There's probably going to be chaos at work tomorrow.

* * *

The next morning.

As soon as Lee Gyeong-bok arrived at work, he was the center of attention.

“Mr. Kyungbok, what on earth is going on?”

“The manager is in trouble right now.”

“Mr. Kyungbok, everyone has just been called up.”

The other employees asked with worried expressions. Before Lee Kyung-bok could answer, the shooter approached with a wrinkled face.

“Mr. Kyungbok, what the hell is going on? The company has been turned upside down because of the contract renewal issue!”

Lee Kyung-bok burst out laughing at the words he said without even changing his expression.

At this point, shouldn't I go into acting rather than sales?

“Didn’t you say that Manager Jeong would finalize that contract?”

“What?! No, what the hell are you talking about!?”

He was truly a detestable man.

I had always felt that way when we were alone, he spoke informally, but when he was with other people, he pretended to be polite, but now it was especially so.

“… … Talking any further would be a waste of time.”

Lee Kyung-bok looked at the confident shooter with pity and said. The shooter's face was truly crumpled at his attitude.

“No, what now… … .”

“This employee and Manager Jeong! Come into the conference room right now!”

Just as the shooter was about to say something, his immediate superior, the team leader, shouted. The shooter flinched, glanced at Lee Kyung-bok, and then walked away.

Lee Kyung-bok followed him to the conference room.

“Is this your friend?”

"yes……."

The sales manager and deputy manager who don't hide their anger, and the team leader who is careful.

Despite the suffocating atmosphere, Lee Kyung-bok faced them with an indifferent expression.

“You know why I called you, right?”

Lee Kyung-bok tilted his head at the question from the cold-blooded manager.

"well?"

For a moment, their faces distorted. At the same time, one corner of the shooter's mouth slightly rose.