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There Are No Humans in the Monster Company Chapter 7: When You Can’t Reason With Your Boss at Work

Chapter 7: When You Can’t Reason With Your Boss at Work

“Manager,​⁠​ we’re back.”

When‍ I returned to‌‌​ the office together​​ with Assistant Manager​‍ Son, Manager Myeon‍ was already seated⁠​‍ in his place.‍

As‍ always, he had​ seven heads on‍⁠ his shoulders, and​⁠‌ one of them​​‍ was yawning with‍‍⁠ slightly dried lips.​‍‌

The‌‍ moment I saw​ that, I turned⁠ my head away‌ purely on instinct.⁠

It⁠​ was impossible to⁠‌‌ get used to‌‌​ it.

Though,‌‍ well, there was‍ no point in⁠‍​ thinking I ever⁠‌ could.

The‍‌⁠ human brain was‍ not designed to‍​ accept something like⁠​ the appearance of⁠​⁠ your direct superior.‌⁠

“Ah,‍ you’re back already.‌‌ Employee Jeong also​‍​ worked hard.”

One‍⁠⁠ of Manager Myeon’s​‍‌ faces, the one‍ with the relatively​ more orderly mouth,⁠ spoke.

“Yes,‌​ thank you very⁠‍ much.”

I responded as clearly‌‌​ and respectfully as‍‍ possible.

My⁠‌ body was exhausted‍ and my insides​ were still churning,​‍​ but when you‌​​ want to take‍​ money out of‌ someone else’s pocket,‌‍ the bare minimum‍ is to hide⁠​⁠ everything behind a smile.

Though‍⁠​ in my current⁠ case, it was‍⁠ more about survival⁠ than money.

“I⁠ assigned D-7 to​‌ him as a start. He understood‍​ the manual well​‌ and, although there​ was a small⁠‌ variable midway through‌ the process, he​‍ handled it perfectly.”‌⁠

Assistant‌​​ Manager Son added​​‍ that while handing‍​‍ over the report​ from behind.

The‌​​ fist-head seemed to‌ rise slightly, as‌⁠ though proud.

For‍ an instant, I became confused wondering⁠⁠‌ whether that movement‍ meant nodding or​​ shrugging.

“Oh,‌⁠ that was an⁠​‌ excellent start.”

Manager⁠‌ Myeon spoke with​⁠ satisfaction while reviewing‌​‍ the report.

Then‌​‍ he lifted his‍ arm and gave‍⁠ me a few‌ gentle pats on​⁠‌ the shoulder.

I felt those long,⁠ pale fingers brush‍‍‌ against my shoulder,‌‌⁠ but I maintained​⁠​ a calm expression.​‌

“It’s⁠ not common for⁠‍ a rookie to⁠ respond so well‍⁠​ during their first‍‍⁠ extraction. Most of‌⁠​ them trigger the​​​ alarm.”

“Exactly.‌⁠ Just as Director‌ Gu said, it⁠‌ seems a rather‌​‌ intelligent rookie joined​ us.”

When​⁠⁠ Assistant Manager Son‍‌ snapped his fist‍ once more, one‍⁠ of Manager Myeon’s⁠​‌ faces smiled kindly‌ before continuing.

“Your​​‌ reaction speed was‌⁠‍ good. According to‍ the report, not‍ only did you​⁠ memorize the content,‌‍ you also remembered‍‍ the core of​ the manual. Mm,​⁠ very good. Tomorrow‌​⁠ we’ll already be⁠​ able to send‌ you to a risk zone.”

Manager‌‌​ Myeon’s hand tightened​‌⁠ around my shoulder‌‍ a little more.⁠‍

Risk⁠⁠‍ zone?

No.​​ No, I want⁠‍ to believe I heard wrong.

Besides,⁠‍ I could swear​⁠​ some lips had​ just licked themselves⁠‍⁠ strangely again.

“I⁠ hope you maintain⁠ that attitude from‍‍ now on. The​​ work here doesn’t‍‌‍ consist of mechanically⁠ repeating things. It‌ requires thinking.”

“Yes.⁠​⁠ I’ll keep that​‌ in mind.”

I lowered my head⁠‌ respectfully once again.‌​

And‌‌⁠ sighed deeply inwardly.​‍‍

Two⁠ monsters were congratulating​​ each other because⁠‌‌ I hadn’t repeated​ another monster’s words.‌⁠

What‌ kind of company‌ was this?

Could⁠​ this really be⁠‌⁠ called work?

“Now⁠‍‌ that I think‌ about it, we⁠ said you were‍ a competent employee‍ and we didn’t‌‍ even give you‍⁠​ a joining gift.⁠⁠ After all, I was the one‍ who personally interviewed‍‌‌ you.”

He⁠‌‍ said that while‌‍‍ pulling a finely‍⁠‌ decorated small metal‌ box from the​‍ back of a drawer.

On‍⁠⁠ the surface was‍⁠ engraved the code⁠​ [D-88].

“Take⁠⁠ it. It’s an‍ item processed by​‌ the refinement department⁠​ from one of‌​​ the dimensional entities​ you saw yesterday.⁠⁠ Consider it a gift for completing‍ your first practice.⁠‍‌ Besides, tomorrow you’ll⁠ be going to‍​‌ another zone, so‌‍⁠ you might need⁠​​ it.”

So⁠​​ the part about‌⁠​ sending me to‌‌ a risk zone‍⁠‌ really was serious.⁠⁠⁠

When‍‌ Manager Myeon’s pale⁠​⁠ fingers opened the‍⁠ box, a faint​⁠ purple light revealed‌ a strange object.‍⁠‍

At‍​​ first glance, it⁠⁠​ looked like an​‌ ordinary fountain pen.⁠

But‌​​ upon closer inspection,‌ the body of‍ the pen was‌‌​ made from carefully⁠ polished human phalanges,‌ while the tip‍​ was a sharp⁠ fragment of white‌ bone.

“Oh,‍ are you already⁠ going to give‍ him equipment?”

Assistant​‍ Manager Son shifted​ aside as though‍​‌ surprised.

To⁠‍ be honest, it‍⁠ looked extremely unpleasant‍​ to use.

Without⁠‌ knowing whether he⁠⁠​ understood what I was thinking or⁠ not, Manager Myeon‍‌ replied with a warm smile.

“It’s​‌ not something we‌ officially sell in‌⁠​ the company store.‍ Let’s say it’s⁠​ a welcome gift⁠ specially prepared for​‌‍ Employee Jeong. It’s⁠ made from the‍‍⁠ remains of the​ dimensional entity D-88,‌ the ‘Holy Mother‍​ Who Strips the‍ Bones’ The name‍​ will be… ‘Compassion‍‌ of the Holy‍ Mother,’ I suppose.”‌

Hearing‍ him speak like​‍ that, it was‍​ impossible to come‍ up with an‌‍‌ excuse not to‌‍ accept it.

The​​ instant I took⁠⁠‌ the pen Manager⁠⁠ Myeon offered me,⁠⁠ a chill ran‌​ through my entire​​ body and the‍‌ hairs on my⁠⁠ hand stood on‌‍‌ end.

From‌ the cold body‌ of the pen‍‍ came a faint‍​‍ vibration, like the​⁠ heartbeat of a living being.

“The‍‌ function is simple‌‌ but effective. If​ during an extraction‌ you suffer a fracture or dislocation,‍‍ don’t hesitate to‌⁠ stab the tip‍‌‌ of this pen‍ into the affected‍‌ area.”

Manager​⁠ Myeon’s seven mouths‌​ simultaneously formed a grotesque curve.

“The‍⁠ experience of feeling‌‍​ broken bones scream​​‍ while returning to‍ their place is‍ quite special. There’s‍⁠‍ no better immediate‌⁠ emergency treatment. If‍‍‌ it’s a wound⁠ you can directly​ pierce with the‍⁠ pen, it also⁠​‍ works on cuts⁠‌ or scrapes. Ah,‍‌​ and of course,‌ it also functions‌‌⁠ as a writing‌ instrument.”

When​ he finished his‌⁠​ explanation, I looked⁠‍⁠ once more at‍‌ the pen I was holding.

Thanks‌‌‍ to my service⁠‌ in certain special‍ places, I had‌ seen many advanced‌ technologies.

But​‌ that white bone‍‌​ fragment I held‍‌ in my hand‍ instantly reduced all‍ achievements of modern⁠ science to the​ level of primitive⁠​‌ craftsmanship.

The‍⁠ walls of the‌‌⁠ laws of physics‌​ crumbled before my⁠​⁠ eyes like sandcastles.⁠⁠

‘Should⁠​ something like this​‍⁠ even exist in⁠ the world?’

An​ object capable of‌ repairing tissue and‍‍ resetting bones simply​‍ by stabbing into​⁠ the body.

It⁠​ didn’t seem like⁠‌ a technological product.‌​

It‍ was more like‍⁠‍ a miracle created‍​⁠ by sacrificing logic‌ and concepts.

“Thank‌⁠⁠ you very much.‌ Though honestly, I’m​‌ worried it may​‌ be too much‌⁠ for me.”

I tried to speak‌ calmly, but the​‌ tips of my⁠​‌ fingers trembled slightly​‌ while holding the‌‌ pen.

As‍ Sergeant Jeong Haeil,‍ I admired the‍‌⁠ strategic value of​ that object.

As​ a psychology student,⁠​ I felt nauseated⁠‍ by the inhuman‍ efficiency of equipment⁠‍‍ that repaired human‌ bodies as though‌‌ they were simple​ chunks of flesh.‌‍‌

“It’s⁠‌ not that remarkable.‍​ It’s useless against‍​⁠ higher-category damage and,⁠⁠​ moreover, it consumes‍ calcium, so each⁠ use will cause​ severe demineralization. You’ll​⁠ have to accept​​ things like deformed‌⁠ limbs or loose​​ teeth.”

In‌⁠ other words, if⁠ I didn’t want‍​‌ to end up​⁠‌ completely boneless, I had to use‌​‍ it sparingly.

It‌‍⁠ wasn’t treatment.

It⁠ was a mechanical‍ consideration intended to‌ force the body‍ to continue working.‌‍‌

Even⁠ so, when I placed the bone⁠ pen into my‌ breast pocket, the​‌⁠ heartbeat transmitted from⁠‍​ it toward my​​‍ own heart gave‌‌ me a strange‌⁠‍ feeling.

Steady,‌ rhythmic pulses.

And‍‌‌ beyond that, in​‍ this insane job,⁠ I felt a certain practical relief⁠‌‌ at having equally⁠‍ insane equipment I could rely on.​

“Then‌ I’ll gratefully accept‌ it.”

The​‌ corners of my‍‌​ lips rose a little more easily.‌​‌

This‍​⁠ is good.

Smile.⁠

As⁠⁠ soon as I returned to my⁠ spot while maintaining‌⁠‌ a kind expression,‌ Assistant Manager Son‌ turned his head‌​‍ toward the wall.‍

No,‍⁠ the head that‌ is, the enormous​ fist tilted slightly.⁠⁠⁠

“By‍⁠ the way, it’s⁠‌ almost time for‍ him to arrive.”⁠

Unconsciously,‍​ I followed Assistant​‌ Manager Son’s gaze​ and looked at⁠‌ the clock.

More‌‌ precisely, I guessed​ where he was⁠ looking and then⁠‍ looked at the⁠ clock.

How⁠‌ did Assistant Manager⁠ Son even tell​ the time?

With‍ a sixth sense?⁠

If‍‌ you see with​‍​ a fist, can‍ it still be⁠​⁠ called a sixth​ sense?

After⁠‌​ even seeing Manager⁠‌​ Batory, I could⁠⁠ no longer hold‍​ back my questions.‌‍

“Excuse​ me… what exactly​⁠⁠ is Supervisor Shik‍‍ like?”

Assistant‌ Manager Son snapped​⁠‌ his finger as‌ though he had‍ been waiting for‌ that question.

Manager‍ Myeon slightly raised‍⁠ his head thoughtfully,‍ and the face⁠ on his left​ cheek spoke.

“He’s​‍‍ the ace of‌⁠ our team. He‍‌ can handle almost​‍ any dimensional entity⁠ alone. His extraction‌‌ capabilities are practically‍ at the level‍‌ of an administrator.”‍‍

“He‌​‍ has a somewhat‍‍ impulsive temperament, but‍​​ he’s responsible and‌ very competent. Ah,‍‍‌ of course, Assistant‍⁠ Manager Son as‍ well. He can⁠ subdue most Class‍⁠ B dimensional entities‍ on his own.”​‍​

At​‍ Manager Myeon’s praise,‍⁠‌ Assistant Manager Son’s‌ fist clenched and‍⁠⁠ opened once with​‍⁠ a snap.

“His‍​ personality is… how⁠‌ should I put⁠⁠​ it… when he‍‍‍ concentrates on work,‍⁠‌ he can become⁠ somewhat rough, but‍‌ that’s part of​‌ his nature. Even‌‍ so, he always‌‌ takes work very‍‍‌ seriously.”

“I‌‌‍ see. I just‌ wanted to know​‍​ if there was‌‌⁠ anything I should‍​ keep in mind​‌ beforehand.”

When​ I responded in​ a lifeless voice,‍‍ the mouth beneath‍‍‌ Manager Myeon’s chin‍ let out a chuckle.

“Don’t​ worry. At the⁠ very least, he​ devours fewer employees​⁠‌ than Manager Batory.”‌‌​

Devours⁠​​ employees.

For‌ an instant, I lost my expressionless‌​ composure and my‌ face slightly twisted,‌‍‌ but Manager Myeon⁠ casually leaned back​⁠​ as he spoke.⁠⁠‌

“So,‌ Employee Jeong. Don’t‍⁠ be too afraid​ and simply observe​ and learn just‌ as you are.‌ Supervisor Shik is,‌‌⁠ without a doubt,⁠‌ the magnificent ace‍‍ of Extraction Team​‌‌ 1.”

Without‌​ knowing whether that‌ was comfort or‍ a warning, I forced a tense​ smile.

And‌ thought inwardly.

Temperamental,​⁠ an ace, a guy I’ve seen‌⁠ many times in⁠​⁠ the military already.​

Maybe​⁠⁠ retiring was the​​‍ worst decision of‍‍ my life.

“Oh,‍‌⁠ he’s almost here.”‍​​

Thud.‌​​

The​​‍ moment Manager Myeon‍‌⁠ finished speaking, a heavy sound echoed​‍‍ from somewhere.

Thud…‍‌ thud…

Footsteps‍ slowly approaching from‌⁠ beyond the wall.​

They​‌ were not Manager‍‍ Myeon’s soft footsteps⁠‍ nor the rhythmic​ sound of Assistant⁠⁠​ Manager Son’s shoes.​​‌

Those‌⁠‍ weren’t footsteps.

They​‌‍ were impacts.

As⁠ though an enormous‍‍ beast, its center⁠ of gravity collapsed,⁠⁠⁠ was advancing while‌​​ crushing the hallway​‍ beneath gigantic paws.​‌

Thud.​‍‍

Thuuud.⁠

Thuud.‍‍

The⁠ rhythm wasn’t even​ constant.

Between‍‍⁠ the footsteps dragged‌ a heavy metallic‍⁠​ and viscous sound.‍‍

Clang—‍‍ scrape— thud—

The⁠⁠‌ noise of metal⁠‍‌ scraping against concrete​⁠​ approached slowly, very‍​​ slowly.

Don’t​ get nervous.

One‍ experience with the⁠‌‌ company infirmary was⁠​ already enough.

Thud—⁠​⁠

Thuud—​

The‍⁠ hallway footsteps arrived‍ directly in front⁠‌ of the office.⁠​​

And​​⁠ then, silence.

A brief silence.

Within​ it, I heard‌⁠ my heart pounding‌⁠‌ louder than my‍ own eardrums.

Click.‌

The‍‌‌ handle slowly turned.‌

There‍⁠ were no mechanical‍‍⁠ sounds or alarms.​⁠⁠

Only⁠ the faint trembling‌‍​ of the floor⁠⁠​ as the door⁠ began to open.‍

And​ finally.

“…….”‍‌‌

When​ the door opened,‌‌ something darker than⁠ darkness entered.

Black​‍ fur.

Completely​ black fur, rigid‍ like steel.

It‍ looked like a beast through whose​‍​ veins not hot​‌ blood, but something⁠ entirely different flowed.‍‌​

That⁠ thing crouched down,‌ filling the entire‌⁠ office entrance while‌‍‌ exhaling a rough‍⁠ breath.

“Grrrrrrrrng…….”‍‍‍

With⁠⁠ that low growl‍‌‌ alone, the air​​‍ tore apart and​‌‍ the objects on‍‍​ the desks began‍ vibrating.

One‍​​ step.

Two‌ steps.

That​ gigantic existence entered.⁠⁠

The‍ instant I raised‍‌‌ my gaze to​​ check what exactly​‍‍ it was, I sincerely regretted doing‌ so.

My‌⁠‌ hands tensed on‌ their own to​​ the point that‍‍ it felt like‍​ my bones would‍‍⁠ break.

That​ thing could not⁠⁠ simply be described⁠⁠​ as large.

It⁠⁠‍ easily stood over‍ 2.5 meters tall,‌‌ and even while⁠‍ hunched to avoid‍‌ the ceiling, it​​‌ radiated pressure capable⁠⁠⁠ of crushing the​ entire room.

Up‌⁠ close, between the⁠ black fur bristling⁠‌ like blades, chunks‍​‌ of rotten flesh⁠⁠ and reddish scales​ stuck like scabs‍ could be seen.⁠‍​

The⁠​​ skin looked like‌‍⁠ that of a beast forcibly stitched​⁠​ together, covered in​‍ indescribable scars intertwined​‌‌ like coral reefs.‌⁠⁠

‘That…⁠⁠‌ isn’t a suit?’⁠

Besides,‌‍ Manager Myeon, Assistant​‌ Manager Son, Manager‍ Batory, even the‍​⁠ tentacled doctor monster,‍ all of them‌ wore normal clothes.⁠​

But‌‍ this monster before‍ me was wrapped​‍ in thick, rough‌ gray fabric.

It‍​ resembled a net⁠​ used to capture‍ beasts or a pile of rotten⁠‍⁠ rags wrapped around⁠‌⁠ its body.

Between‌⁠⁠ those worn cloths‍‍​ protruded swollen black⁠​⁠ muscles as though‍‍⁠ they were about⁠ to burst.

And⁠​ chains.

Thick​ rusted chains were‍ embedded into its‍​‍ arms, legs, and‍ torso.

The​ flesh around them⁠ was red and⁠⁠ festering, as though​‍‍ the metal and​‌⁠ body had fused‌​‌ together.

Every​ movement produced a horrifying metallic clanking‌ sound.

But‍‍‍ what was truly‍‌ overwhelming was the​‌ head.

It​‌‍ was not human.⁠

It‍⁠ was the skull⁠ of a gigantic‍​‌ beast.

One‌ of the ears​‌⁠ had been bitten‌⁠ off halfway, and⁠‍‍ around the snout​ were geometric scars,‌‌‌ as though someone‍ had stabbed it‌ repeatedly.

Over⁠​⁠ its mouth, designed​‌ more for tearing​‌‌ apart than speaking,⁠ it wore an⁠ enormous metal muzzle.‌⁠‍

But‍‌⁠ even that muzzle​ was warped by⁠‍ the strength of‍‍⁠ its jaws, and⁠ between the gaps‌⁠ gleaming fangs dripped‍‍​ thick saliva.

As‍​ though it could⁠‍ crush and devour‌‍ everything in the‍‍⁠ world.

Between‌⁠ those enormous fangs‍ escaped deformed breaths‍​ resembling laments.

Long⁠⁠​ arms, curved and‌‍‌ covered in worn​ claws.

Its‌​ arms seemed twice‌‍ as long as⁠‍⁠ a human’s, and‍​ the claws dragged‌​ along the floor,​ carving grooves into​ the cracked concrete.⁠‌

‘This⁠ shit… is supposed‍⁠‌ to be an​​ employee?’

Supervisor⁠⁠‌ Shik did not‍​‍ resemble a living​‍ being.

He‌‍ looked like a natural disaster made​ flesh.

Even‌‍ without speaking, it‌⁠‍ could be understood.‌‌⁠

That‍⁠ existence was far‍‌‍ closer to tearing​ people apart than‍​ teaching them.

Supervisor​ Shik heavily entered​‍ the office.

When⁠ his enormous body⁠ brushed against the⁠⁠ doorframe, a fluorescent​ cover nearly got​⁠‌ torn loose by‍⁠ his mane.

He‌‍​ stepped back once‌ as though accustomed‍ to it and‌‌ let out a long snort toward​ the ceiling.

“Grrrgh…⁠ khk… grrrrr.”

The⁠‌ office fell silent‍‌ for an instant.⁠⁠⁠

But‍​ it was not⁠ an awkward or​​ tense silence.

It​‌ was as though‍​ everyone had perfectly‍ understood what he‌ had just said.‌⁠

Manager​⁠ Myeon crossed his‌​ arms and answered​​ using one of​ his seven faces.‌‌

“Yes.‍ We restocked enough​ for three days.‌ Besides, you now‌⁠ have a new‌​ subordinate, so there’s⁠⁠ no need for‍‌‌ you to overwork‌ yourself.”

“Grrr…‍⁠ grrrrr. Huuuh—”

“Yes,‍ our Haeil. He⁠‍ did very well.‌ It was his‌ first time facing⁠ D-7, and even‌⁠ so, he was‌⁠ excellent.”

I stared at that​‍ scene in shock.‌​‍

Could‌ those sounds of‌⁠ boiling phlegm coming⁠ from that beast‌ truly be interpreted‍‍ as language?

How‍​‍ the hell did​‌‌ that work?

Frequencies?⁠‌ Telepathy? Or was‌‍‌ there some common⁠​ language among monsters‌​⁠ that I didn’t‍‌​ know?

Supervisor‍​ Shik slowly turned⁠​‍ his head toward‌‌​ me.

Within⁠‍ those golden pupils‍ burning like magma‌‍‌ swirled eternal fury‌⁠ and an impossible-to-satisfy​ hunger.

And‌​ in the next⁠⁠ instant, that gigantic⁠‍‌ body growled.

“Grrrgh.‌‌ Krrr, huuuugh. Haaa—”​‌

That⁠‌ could not be⁠ called conversation.

It⁠‍ was a strange⁠⁠ breath dragged up‍ from the depths⁠ of the throat.​

Not‌ words, but low‌​ vibrations, like bones​ scraping against one​ another.

And⁠‌​ yet, both Manager⁠‍‌ Myeon and Assistant​‍⁠ Manager Son simply‌⁠⁠ listened and nodded⁠⁠ naturally.

“Of‍​⁠ course. Employee Jeong⁠‌⁠ comes from the‌⁠‍ military, so he’s‍ physically fit and⁠‌‌ quick to learn.⁠⁠ He’ll surely adapt‍​‌ soon.”

“Yes,‍⁠ Supervisor Shik. I already taught him‍⁠‌ the basics, so‌⁠‍ don’t worry.”

“Krrgh,‍⁠ huuuuh… grrrrr.”

“Hehe,​⁠ how about we​⁠ hold a welcome​‌‍ dinner for Employee‍⁠⁠ Jeong before work⁠ ends?”

“Eh,⁠ shouldn’t that wait‌‌​ until Director Mok‌‌⁠ returns from vacation,​‍ don’t you think?”‌⁠

“Grrrrng,‍ khk, grrrrrr….”

They‍​ were smiling.

Manager‍‍​ Myeon and Assistant​‍ Manager Son were​⁠​ showing sincere smiles​ in their own⁠‍⁠ ways.

Manager‌⁠‌ Myeon softly curved⁠ several lips.

Assistant‌​⁠ Manager Son lightly​​ opened and closed⁠ his fist.

And‌⁠ meanwhile, Supervisor Shik‍ slowly began approaching⁠⁠ me.

Thud,‍ thuuud, thud—

The‌‍‌ weight of his⁠⁠ footsteps traveled through‍‌​ the floor into⁠⁠ my body.

At‌⁠ that instant, I understood instinctively.

‘…I’m⁠‌ fucked.’

I’ve‍ gone through countless‍ shitty situations until‌ now, but this‌‍‌ one takes first​ place.

That‌‌ existence before me⁠‍ was far larger‍ and more terrifying⁠⁠​ than any monster‍ I had seen‍‍‍ before.

He‍‌‍ couldn’t speak.

Literally,‌ there was no‌ way to communicate⁠ with him.

And‌​ on top of⁠ that, he was‍‍ supposed to be‌⁠‌ my mentor.

“Gweeeehk.”​

His‍ growl continued echoing​​ throughout the office‍‍‌ while that hoarse​⁠ breathing drew closer​ and closer.

Until⁠ it stopped directly⁠‌ in front of⁠‍​ me.

I pushed my chair‌​ back purely on‍⁠‍ reflex.

If‍​​ he straightened up,⁠‌⁠ he would touch​‌ the ceiling.

Some‌‍ part of my‍⁠⁠ brain desperately screamed‍​ that I had‌⁠​ to run away⁠‍ right now, but‌ my body wouldn’t‍‌⁠ move.

‘He’s​ an employee. He’s​​ an employee, right?‌‍⁠ A permanent worker‌ at this company.‍‍‌ A social existence.‍‍ A superior… with‍⁠​ the duty to‍‌‍ train rookies….’

I frantically repeated that‍‍ inside my mind.‍

And⁠ then I slowly‌ forced a smile.​

“……Nice‌ to meet you.‌ Supervisor Shik.”

The​‌ gigantic beast looked​ down at me‍ while releasing a low growl.

And‍‍ then.

Very⁠‍‍ slightly.

He‌ nodded.

With‍⁠⁠ that simple movement,⁠ the air throughout‌⁠ the office seemed‌‌‌ to sink.

Supervisor⁠⁠ Shik slowly lowered‌‌ his enormous body‌‌‍ toward me.

The⁠ more that gigantic‌‌ torso descended, the‌ more the office‍‌ lighting became blocked​​ behind him, until​ his shadow completely‍⁠‍ crushed me beneath​​‍ it.

“……Grrrrr.”‌⁠

Within‍ his voice vibrated​​ a high frequency,‌‍⁠ like the distant​​​ howl of a beast.

Slowly,‌‌ he raised his⁠‍‍ eyelids.

And‍‍ the instant I came face to⁠‌ face with those⁠ burning golden pupils,‍ I felt as⁠⁠ though I were‍‌ staring directly into​ the abyss of‌ the universe without⁠⁠⁠ any telescope at⁠​‌ all.

The‍​ moment that gaze​‍​ reached me, every‌‍‌ fold of my‍⁠‌ brain began screaming‍ in terror.

The‍ sensation of seeing​‌ something that should​‍ never be witnessed.‍‌​

As‍ though my eyes⁠ were going blind,​⁠⁠ not from light,​‍⁠ but from oblivion​‌⁠ itself.

The​‍⁠ moment those golden‌ eyes looked directly‍​‌ at me, I involuntarily stopped breathing.‌

I felt my lungs​‍ curling upward.

As‌​ though my heart‍ were trying to‌‌‍ move inside my​​‍ stomach.

That‌ gaze didn’t seem‌​ to pierce only‌ my skin, but⁠​ drill directly into⁠⁠‌ my brain.

“Pleasure‌‌ to meet you.⁠‌ I hope we‌⁠ work well together.”‍

I gripped my knees​‌​ so hard it​ felt as though​​ I were trying‍‌⁠ to crush them.​⁠

I tried to maintain⁠⁠ a smile, but​‌ my teeth trembled‌‌ uncontrollably.

Fortunately,‍​⁠ that horrible greeting​⁠ did not last​‌‍ long.

When⁠⁠ Supervisor Shik slowly‌‌​ turned his head‍​ and straightened back‌ up, I felt⁠‍ my vision cooling⁠‍‍ until it became​ bluish.

Then⁠⁠​ the floor trembled‍ once more.

Thud,⁠​‌ thuud.

Supervisor‍⁠​ Shik growled as⁠​​ though nothing had⁠‌ happened while licking​⁠⁠ the wounds hidden⁠⁠‌ beneath his mane.​⁠⁠

Only​⁠⁠ then could I breathe again.

It‌‌ took several seconds‍ for me to⁠‍ recover my breath.‍

And‌ I realized one‍‍⁠ thing.

From‌ now on, I would have to​ work beside this​ monster every single​‌⁠ day.

I definitely have terrible⁠‍​ luck with mentors.​‌​

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