Living Dangerously with a 999-Year-Old Gumiho – Chapter 107

After some time, another knock echoed on the door of the Chairman’s Office.

“Come in.”

The Chairman allowed with a calm voice.

The door opened cautiously, and the secretary entered the room.

The secretary bowed politely and said,

“Chairman, the homeroom teacher has arrived.”

“He’s in the waiting room.”

The Chairman contemplated for a moment before nodding, as if a decision had been made.

His voice was still calm, but it carried the weight of a command.

“Bring him here. And my son too.”

The secretary responded respectfully and quickly took action.

She left the Chairman’s office, heading to the waiting room to find the homeroom teacher and guide him to the Chairman’s Office.

At the same time, she instructed another secretary to go fetch the Chairman’s son, the young master, from his room.

A short while later, the secretary brought the homeroom teacher into the Chairman’s office.

The teacher’s face displayed a complicated mix of tension and worry.

Upon opening the door to the Chairman’s office, the teacher’s anxiety intensified in the grand and solemn atmosphere.

Following that, the Chairman’s son entered the room as well.

The son’s face showed unease about the situation and tension before his father.

The Chairman looked seriously at the homeroom teacher and quietly said,

“I need you to kneel and apologize in front of my son.”

His tone was firm, and the words carried a finality that left no room for debate.

The son stood beside the Chairman, solidifying his position according to his father’s words and looking at the homeroom teacher.

His face reflected a range of emotions.

There was unease about the teacher kneeling and apologizing before him due to his father’s request, perhaps a touch of satisfaction from it, and an awareness of the seriousness of the situation.

The homeroom teacher momentarily became stiff.

His face was a mix of astonishment and confusion.

He was in a position where he had to kneel and apologize in front of his student.

Following the Chairman’s command, the homeroom teacher slowly began to kneel. His movements were heavy and hesitant.

His eyes were on the Chairman, and cautious words of apology came out of his mouth.

“I’m… sorry. I was wrong.”

The Chairman smiled slightly, watching the homeroom teacher apologize to him.

But the seriousness hidden behind that smile soon became apparent.

“You’re not apologizing to me. You need to apologize to my son.”

His words were soft, but the implied meaning was clear.

After a moment of hesitation, the homeroom teacher turned to face the Chairman’s son.

His face was filled with regret, and his voice trembled.

“I’m sorry. I think I was too harsh..”

The son seemed to reflect for a moment upon hearing the teacher’s apology.

It was clear that all of this was awkward and burdensome.

However, the son nodded, accepting the teacher’s apology.

The Chairman watched the situation between the teacher and his son, appearing somewhat satisfied. But soon his expression turned serious again.

“What subject do you teach, homeroom teacher?”

The Chairman’s question was sudden, and his voice carried the weight of important decisions to come.

The homeroom teacher momentarily tensed up.

He couldn’t foresee what this question meant or how it would impact his professional future.

“I teach… math.”

The teacher’s answer was cautious.

The Chairman pondered for a moment after hearing the response.

Then, smiling as if he had realized something, he said,

“So, being a math teacher means you do a lot of writing, right?”

His tone carried a hint of lightheartedness.

The teacher, looking flustered, replied.

“Yes?.. Yes, that’s right.”

His voice was filled with anxiety and confusion, but he tried to maintain humility before the Chairman.

The Chairman’s smile broadened a bit more.

“Then you wouldn’t really need your legs, would you?”

Though it sounded like a joke, there was a profound meaning behind it.

He then looked at the secretary and calmly instructed her.

“Make this teacher… endure it for about three months.”

“Our son has ended up like this.”

“Don’t you think he should know his place?”

As soon as the Chairman’s command fell, the atmosphere grew suddenly cold.

“Understood, Chairman.”

The secretary nodded in acceptance of the order, but the teacher’s face turned pale.

Fear welled up in his eyes, and his body began to tremble.

The secretary approached the teacher and carefully reached out her hand.

Instinctively, the teacher stepped back, but he quickly found his back against the wall due to the constraints of the room.

The Chairman carefully obstructed his son’s view, trying to shield him from what was unfolding before him.

Though the son’s line of sight was blocked by his father’s hand, he could sense the tension in the air and the surrounding noise, getting a rough idea of the situation.

The secretary, with the precision of professional training, firmly restrained the teacher.

Despite the teacher being a man and the secretary a woman, her strength was surprisingly powerful.

The teacher attempted to resist, but it was futile against the secretary’s technique.

The secretary twisted the teacher’s arms behind his back, limiting his movement.

The teacher’s face contorted in pain and embarrassment as he groaned.

His struggles and resistance weakened, and he fell under the secretary’s control.

“Stop- it..!”

The teacher’s voice trembled in a plea.

But the secretary maintained her composure and showed no emotional response.

She placed the teacher against the massive desk in the middle of the office.

The teacher begged in a trembling voice, but the secretary’s actions were already decided.

She slowly reached for the teacher’s legs.

Though her touch was professional and gentle, the teacher gasped under the sudden pressure.

“Don’t…!!”

The teacher’s voice was quaking, but the secretary quietly ignored his pleas.

The pain was temporary, but the teacher’s scream echoed within the confines of the Chairman’s office.

The secretary immediately released his legs, and the teacher collapsed onto the floor, writhing in pain.

The Chairman slowly lowered his son’s hand, allowing him to open his eyes.

The sight of the teacher in pain invoked deep sympathy and shock in the son’s eyes.

The teacher sat on the floor, struggling in agony.

Approaching the teacher, the Chairman pulled out his wallet from the drawer.

He took several bills from it and placed them in the teacher’s hand.

“This should be about 500,000 won.”

“The treatment will take time, but you can at least get a cast and use a wheelchair for about three months.”

Following the Chairman’s instructions, the secretary helped the teacher up.

The teacher remained trembling, and without the secretary’s support, he wouldn’t have been able to stand.

The secretary guided the teacher out of the Chairman’s office and along the corridor.

Once the teacher was settled in the car, the secretary gave a brief bow of respect before instructing the driver to drive carefully.

As the teacher safely departed, she walked quietly down the corridor toward the bathroom.

Inside the bathroom, the secretary submerged her hands in cold water.

The atmosphere from the Chairman’s office felt heavy and serious.

The Chairman sat his son beside him and directly met his gaze while speaking.

“Son, there’s something you need to understand.”

“The world is far more complicated than you think and sometimes moves in ways we cannot imagine.”

“Money is not just a means to buy and sell things. It’s a way to exert influence and, at times, to impart necessary lessons.”

The son’s gaze was complex.

The events of the day had left a deep impression on him. Initially, he may have felt some relief and satisfaction at the punishment given to the teacher, but now he was beginning to question whether it was the right way.

“But Father, did it really have to come to this?..”

“The teacher must have a family as well…”

His voice was still filled with confusion.

The Chairman paused for a moment.

It seemed he was contemplating an answer to his son’s question.

He took a deep breath and slowly smiled.

“Son, this is how money is used.”

“It’s about destroying the things that don’t exist and gaining pleasures.”

The son began to absorb his father’s words, gradually aligning himself with that viewpoint.

“You’re right, Father..”

“If you have money, you can do anything.”

The Chairman smiled in satisfaction at his son’s response.

“Exactly, that’s it. There’s nothing more certain in this world than money.”

“With money, you can change respect, power, and even people’s opinions.”

The son’s gaze grew increasingly resolute.

Embracing his father’s principles, his worldview started to solidify.

Knock-. Knock-. Knock-.

“Come in.”

The Chairman’s voice resonated.

The secretary opened the door and quietly stepped inside.

The Chairman and his son were still seated, and they seemed to have just finished their conversation.

The secretary approached the Chairman and reported.

“Chairman, I safely placed the teacher in the car.”

“I instructed the driver to ensure a smooth arrival at the destination.”

The Chairman nodded and expressed his gratitude to the secretary.

“Good, thank you. You can head back now.”

As the secretary quietly closed the door and was about to leave the Chairman’s office, the Chairman’s voice echoed again.

“Oh, wait a moment.”

The secretary halted and looked at the Chairman.

His gaze shifted to his son sitting beside him.

“Take him and put him to bed.”

“After being hit a bit, he must be tired. He needs to rest quickly.”

The secretary responded politely.

“Understood, Chairman.”

She approached the Chairman’s son and gently spoke.

“Young master, let me escort you to your room.”

The son hesitated for a moment but then nodded in agreement to the secretary’s words.

He stood up and left the Chairman’s office with the secretary.

The two quietly walked down the corridor toward the young master’s room.

As they walked toward the young master’s room, he turned to the secretary and cautiously asked.

“It’s been about a week since I started working here, right?”

“How’s the job for you?”

The secretary seemed surprised for a moment but quickly regained her usual calm demeanor.

“Yes, young master. It’s already been a week.”

“Everyone, including the Chairman, has been very helpful, so I haven’t faced any significant difficulties.”

Upon reaching the young master’s room, the secretary carefully opened the door and ushered him inside.

The room was spacious, decorated with a comfortable atmosphere, and a large bed was centrally placed.

“Please rest comfortably, young master.”

The secretary spoke in a gentle voice as she guided him toward the bed.

With the day’s events leaving him exhausted both physically and mentally, lying down on the bed gave him a sense of relief.

The secretary neatly arranged the blanket so the young master could rest comfortably.

“Sweet dreams, young master.”

“If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to let me know,” she added as a final check.

The young master nodded.

The secretary dimmed the room’s lights and, after taking one last look at him, quietly exited the room and closed the door.

Once outside in the corridor, the secretary paused for a moment and let out a deep sigh.

After ensuring the young master was safely asleep in his room and quietly leaving, the atmosphere in the Chairman’s office returned to stillness.

The Chairman walked toward his study, retrieving an elegant crystal glass.

He carefully took a bottle of aged wine from the wine cellar.

Looking at the label of the wine under the soft light, the Chairman momentarily recalled the wine’s history and the first time he tasted it.

Opening the bottle, he began to pour the wine into the glass slowly.

Watching the red wine flow gracefully into the glass, he let out a small sigh.

With the wine glass in hand, the Chairman paused in thought.

The rich aroma and taste of the wine deepened his emotions.

He felt a need for time with one of the most important people in his life—his wife.

The Chairman took a sip of the wine, then set the glass down on the table.

He slowly headed towards his wife’s room.

His steps were heavy but resolute.

Before entering his wife’s room, he paused momentarily at the door to catch his breath and then knocked.

Knock, knock.

“Come in.”