Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 12



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 12

Overtime (3)

“First and foremost, we need to create a clear reporting system and reporting form.”

I answered in a very confident tone.

As if I knew everything in the world.

This is for a young child who has only eaten fifteen times and has only been a member of the Cheonmasin Church for ten days.

“Once the reporting system and reporting form are established, it will be easier to handle things later. For example, there is no need for the death row officers to personally go to each and every county and check the situation. They only need to check for any differences based on the report that has been submitted to the higher-ups.”

With that being said, I continued my explanation in line with the current state of civil servants in the Republic of Korea.

“We need to specialize. We shouldn’t have someone in each region do all the work. That’s where the specific reporting system and set format I mentioned earlier come into play.”

If work is divided and specialized in that way, dozens of departments will naturally emerge.

“And each department on site can convey the situation through reports and handle work according to reports from higher-ups.”

As a result, the government departments of the Republic of Korea begin to pass the buck.

As reports travel from the field to the top, work is delayed, and there are even frequent cases where reports disappear into thin air due to the intervention of middle managers who try to avoid ‘responsibility’.

“Also, if someone continues to be in charge of the same job, there is a risk of corruption. So, you should move the person to another region or department at regular intervals to prevent them from building close relationships with local people or people in related industries.”

This is exactly the part that Korean civil servants find most burdensome in their work.

Departmental transfers under the pretext of preventing corruption.

In fact, one of the most difficult things for civil servants was moving between departments.

The biggest reason was that only departments were moved, and there was almost no handover.

“If there is a detailed reporting system and format, there will be no problem in carrying out work even if you move to a different department or region.”

After moving to a new department, whenever I asked my predecessor, the answer I got was always the same.

– Just follow the manual.

– If you look through the forms, they’re all there.

– I’m also busy adjusting to my new life here, so why do you keep contacting me? Please take care of it yourself.

Yes, that could be possible.

Just as I was accidentally dragged to another department, they were also forcibly moved somewhere.

But, no matter what.

‘So, where are all the reports and files you wrote while working before? I was thinking of studying them by looking at them… .’

– Why would I leave that behind? I made it. Of course I transferred it all to a USB and deleted it.

‘… … .’

You can leave some traces of the work you did.

‘You damn bastards!!’

Memories of my time as a civil servant came to mind without me realizing it, and I almost accidentally screamed.

Because of that damn predecessor, I had to work overtime for days on end, going through manuals and forms to get used to my new job.

A life that is light years away from the work-life balance I dreamed of.

As such, the way civil servants handled their work was riddled with problems, contrary to the flashy excuses they put forth.

Processing work that is carried out only with set manuals and reporting forms, while pathologically talking about responsibility, may be fast only for ‘set tasks’, but it is endlessly delayed when it comes to exceptional situations or civil complaints.

And since things are handled through reports, you can detect corruption just by comparing the reports to the field?

They are not idiots, and if you work in the field for a few years, anyone can manipulate it appropriately and make a lot of money.

It’s gotten a little better these days, but among civil servants working in real estate, architecture, or construction, anyone at least at the team leader level can do it if they want.

And the system that was introduced to prevent that corruption was the transfer of departments. It was the worst system that made the lowest-ranking civil servants lose their minds.

The reason I confidently explained a system that was full of talk but actually riddled with problems was simple.

Because I wanted you to notice those problems.

No, there was no need to notice the problem, it just didn’t matter if the system I explained didn’t fit with the Demonic Cult.

Before I died, there was a community where the word NuKalHyeop emerged.

I remember seeing a post there that was written by a human resources manager at a company that was really just a complaint.

It was a mix of grumbling and advice for new employees and interns, and the gist was simple.

The content is that it is a bad move for new employees or interns to show excessive enthusiasm to succeed at the company.

The story was that a rookie who hasn’t even gotten used to how the company operates would look pathetic if he kept trying to appeal that he would bring innovation to the company.

If you want to lead innovation or change, you should at least fully understand the system that runs the company before you start.

The company’s senior executives, or at least those at the deputy manager level or higher, had only one thing they wanted from new employees.

Adapt quickly to company work and understand how the company operates.

So, I did the opposite and acted like the new employee described in the passage.

A young child who hasn’t even been in the game for ten days and doesn’t even have a proper grasp of how the Demonic Cult works.

They present a new system as if it were something that could be done, as if it would bring about some kind of innovation.

That too, a system that is flashy on the outside but full of problems.

‘You’ll look at me like a fool now, right?’

He’s a hard worker and somewhat intelligent, but he’s a bit of a pity because he can’t think of important things.

Just another over-enthusiastic rookie who’s everywhere.

I wanted everyone to see me like that.

‘…what?’

For some reason, the teacher was looking at me with an expression that seemed like he was dying of happiness.

“Hahahahaha! Teacher. Now that I look at it, it seems like the youngest is a much smarter kid than I thought.”

The ambassador burst into his characteristically foolish laughter, as if he was dying of joy.

“… … .”

“… … .”

The three and six death row inmates didn’t say anything, but one of them glared at me darkly and the other looked at me with a surprised expression.

“Even considering the possibility of corruption among those working in the field. Isn’t this a system that even takes into account the doctrines of our new religion? Master.”

What’s worse, Ambassador Wi Jin-hak, who was laughing like an idiot, even started spouting out strange nonsense.

“Hahaha. You’re right. All humans are inherently evil. However, as a Heavenly Demon, I couldn’t personally inspect all the followers every day. It’s so easy to solve that by moving departments and regions. Hahaha.”

Even the teacher smiled happily and said it was good.

It was unfair.

I never really thought about this issue in terms of doctrine.

‘I didn’t want to be brainwashed in the first place, so I didn’t even look at the doctrine except when I was studying.’

Could it be that I have already been brainwashed without even knowing it?

‘No. That’s not it. No matter what I say, those people are the ones who will get involved with doctrine.’

Anyone who is obsessed with religion, whether it is a cult or not, is like that.

Whenever something happens, we accept it by linking it to a passage from the Bible or Buddhist scriptures, thinking, ‘This too is the will of heaven.’

But that wasn’t what mattered now.

Why on earth are these people so impressed by the stories told by an ignorant idiot?

In particular, the eyes of the three brothers who are glaring at each other are cold.

‘I hope you sleep comfortably from now on.’

For some reason, I had a feeling that he would come into my room on a moonlit night without anyone knowing and spread his wings all over my balls.

I unconsciously swallow my saliva as I imagine that cool image.

“Hahahahaha. This, this. It seems like the youngest is smarter than our elder brothers, so in order not to become an embarrassing elder brother to the youngest brother, I have to keep working hard. I have to keep working hard.”

The ambassador’s tactless words of praise poured out.

As I was sighing inwardly, feeling like I had attracted more attention by trying to look stupid, the teacher asked me a question.

“As Jinhak said, it is indeed a great idea. However, no matter how much I think about it, it seems like it would be a bit difficult for someone like Ichimoku, who was a stay-at-home mom in an orphanage, to come up with something like that on their own.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the prisoners’ gaze turned to me again.

A look in his eyes as if asking what his true identity is.

A situation where he tried to act like a know-it-all fool with his shallow knowledge, but ended up being branded a suspicious genius.

Could it be because of the threat to life that I could die if I continue like this?

My head started spinning more quickly than usual, and a pretty good excuse came to mind.

“As I listened to the conversation between the Master and the executioners, I was thinking about how I could handle things a little more comfortably. But for some reason, my thoughts just wouldn’t stop, and I kept thinking until I found the ‘perfect’ method.”

And fortunately enough, the Master answered my question in accordance with my intention.

“Hoo. I couldn’t stop thinking until I came up with the perfect method. I guess it must be because of the side effects of the Talhonmujeonggeom.”

“Ah! Now that I think about it, it really seems to be because of that martial arts.”

He just succeeded in portraying a child who was swayed by the side effects of magic. A child who didn’t even realize that the reason was because of magic.

And when my acting got through, the master muttered, “Indeed,” and stroked his beard.

Naturally, the prisoners’ gaze turned back to the Master.

The teacher, who seemed to be organizing his thoughts, soon burst into laughter.

“Hehehe. It seems like you’ve found a proper disciple in your later years. It’s only been ten days since you started learning martial arts, and you’re already experiencing side effects. Not only are you smart, but your martial arts achievements are also impressive.”

At the Master’s rave reviews, the prisoners’ gazes turn to me once again.

“… .”

It seems that the strategy of the youngest disciple hiding his talent has gone down the drain.

At this point, it was no different from the youngest disciple showing off his talent.

‘Or, the youngest disciple might show off his talent and get beaten by the elders…’

While I was feeling uneasy in many ways due to the gazes of the Master and the executioners, the Master added his last words.

“Hehehe. Now that I think about it, it seems like we’ve only talked about work at a gathering for brotherhood between brothers. We’ll have to talk about the specifics separately, so let’s just enjoy our drinks for today. I’ll call Ichimoku separately later to organize what we talked about today.”

Overtime after overtime has been confirmed.

* * *

Uncharacteristically, the teacher didn’t bring up work-related topics any more after that.

The only problem was that the oblivious Wei Jin-hak ambassador would occasionally compliment me in the middle of our conversation, and every time he did, I had to face the cold stares of the three elder brothers.

However, fortunately or unfortunately, no special guests visited Pungamjeon for three days after that day.

There has been no third death row inmate coming to visit me on a moonlit night with a knife in his mouth, and the Master has not yet called me to make me work overtime.

And during the three days of talking with Jin Ha-yeon, I was able to understand why everyone treated me like a genius.

‘I didn’t know you would handle things so ignorantly…’

As a result of asking Jin Ha-yeon subtle questions and finding out, the way Cheonmasingyo handles things is literally ‘the old-fashioned way’.

If you think about it carefully, it was natural.

No matter how much the South Korean civil service system is criticized for being outdated, conservative, and rigid.

It is only natural that it is much more sophisticated than the system of the medieval martial arts fantasy world.

Even this was not a palace, but a cult. It was a place where when the leader said, “Do it!”, they would just say, “Yes!” and proceed without any system.

That’s why, when you hear about the problematic administrative system that I’ve just spit out, you can’t help but look shocked, like a primitive person who has just encountered a new civilization.

‘shit.’

I had my own excuses. It was a company dinner that was arranged in a hurry, so I didn’t know all the details.

And most of all, without realizing it, I had been thinking of my teacher as an incredibly great person.

It wasn’t that I was obsessed with pseudo-religion. It was just the majesty that the Master occasionally displayed that was the problem.

With such a great person as the head, I naturally assumed that there would be some level of system in place.

No matter how great it is, we end up forgetting that the old people are still the old people.

But what’s done is done.

In order to survive the clutches of the death penalty that could come at any time, and above all, in order to survive the Magic Academy examination that would be held next year, I could not abandon my training.

Since the teacher even threatened to make me work overtime, there was a risk that more time would be lost soon.

So, for the fourth day, I had no choice but to go about my daily routine, worrying about the guests who might come at any time.

The guest finally came.

“What brings you here, Miss Seon-a?”

A cute little girl who looked to be in her early teens at best.