Secretary Gwanggong's Survival Diary-Chapter 49

I thought I had decent judgment, living my life. Before coming to this world, I hadn’t really felt it, but in this place where life-threatening situations repeat every day, I realized it properly. My judgment, which I always responded to instinctively, was right.

But this time, it feels like I may have made a big mistake.

“I think I’m running a bit of a fever.”

Why on earth did I sneak into Yoon Taeo’s rut place? Honestly, it would have been better if that bastard died and this world collapsed, and I scattered into the cracks of time. If I’m lucky, I could return to my original life with his death.

Moreover, was this bastard really worth saving up to the point of throwing away my own... my firsts? Ultimately, that didn’t happen, but it’s clear that it would be better for everyone if this bastard just died.

“My pulse seems to have quickened.”

Sometimes, there’s something like this. Is it called regression...? A chance to return to the past and start life over again. If such an opportunity were given, I would want to return straight to yesterday. Right before I sneaked into Yoon Taeo’s villa.

Looking back on my life as a whole, there are many regrets, but the biggest regret of my life is this one.

Why the hell didn’t the rut he was supposed to have come? Until I crawled into the villa, my only worry was not being caught by Yoon Taeo, that I had been there.

“...I’m fine.”

“Really? But why do you look like that? I thought you’d be happy if it wasn’t the rut, but is it because you’re disappointed?”

“Ah, disappointed? Why would I, why would I be disappointed?!”

If I had known that Yoon Taeo would threaten me with a clear, mocking tone when he tried to save me while he was in his right mind, I would never have made such a choice. Especially when he talks in such a teasing tone, I seriously feel like tearing his mouth off.

At this point, I would rather the rut come and I could escape the villa while he lost his mind. If I lock him inside and check after a week, maybe he’ll be dead or insane. With such delusional thoughts, I finished checking my blood pressure and pulse. His face looks fine, but I didn’t have the authority to ignore his nonsense.

“The reason is something Si-eon would understand better. But don’t worry, when the rut starts, I’ll send Si-eon out nicely.”

“CEO! Please...!”

“Is it that you’re more disappointed?”

The reason this bastard calls my name again and again, so clearly, is because of the name tag.

I don’t know who prepared it, but the villa’s study had all sorts of stationery, and among them was a sticker the size of two fingers for stationery use. The name tag, hastily written on it, ended up sticking firmly to my chest. Because of that, now ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) his mouth often produces the correct name, but he keeps calling me by my first name without the honorifics.

“Because you hate it, you want to call me more, Si-eon?”

The bastard who put that name tag there, I’ll find them and hand them over to Security Team 3. Why the hell are these idiots doing things they weren’t even asked to do when they can’t do their proper jobs?

“Hyung.”

“...What?”

“Stop it, hyung. This joke has gone too far, Taeo hyung.”

Ah! That felt so satisfying. Seeing Yoon Taeo’s dumbfounded expression after my words, it felt like a decade of frustration had been lifted. How about it, isn’t it ridiculous even to you?

“Now that I think about it, I guess I should make sure of that.”

For a moment, I felt uneasy. Yoon Taeo, who had briefly been flustered, now had a smile that made it seem like he was looking at something absurd... something that disgusts him.

“...What do you mean?”

“Whether Si-eon came as Secretary Kim or as Si-eon.”

What kind of nonsense is that? Is Secretary Kim different from Si-eon...? And what is Secretary Kim? Is that a position...?

“Of course, as a secretary...”

“If you came as Secretary Kim, you’ll have to take responsibility.”

Before I could answer without much thought, Yoon Taeo interrupted me. His expression, which had been smiling a moment ago, was instantly wiped away, replaced by a sharp look.

“Not to mention disobeying the order to stay at home, but sneaking into the CEO’s rut location... you probably know what happens next. Anyway, as a secretary, there are too many unforgivable acts, don’t you think?”

What is he talking about now? You and I have nothing to do with secretary and CEO, right...? It’s hard to understand how he’s talking like I was trying to assault him.

“If you came as Secretary Kim, you’ll need to take responsibility. Kang Seokho will be very pleased.”

...Kang Seokho...? That ignorant, murderous weapon... is this bastard trying to frame me for assaulting him and threatening to tear me apart?

“No, it’s not disobeying orders, CEO... I was just worried, and since our CEO’s safety is my safety, I just wanted to check, so I came in without telling anyone...”

“Try explaining that to Team Leader 3. He’s not the best at understanding, but just handle it.”

“...If that’s not it...?”

Suppressing my boiling frustration, Yoon Taeo asked the question he wanted. He smiled faintly, as if I had found the right answer, and sat back on the sofa, crossing his legs in the opposite direction. His posture, deeply sunk into the sofa, was relaxed, but his expression was different.

“If you came as Si-eon, then it’s a different story. You were worried about your ‘hyung’ living together, so you couldn’t just stay at home, right? You came into danger without telling anyone, just to check in case something happens during the cycle.”

...What...?

“Luckily, the cycle hasn’t come yet, and once Si-eon confirms that I’m safe, you’ll leave the villa without anyone knowing a few days later.”

He leaned his arm against the back of the sofa, still threatening me. Whether I would become a shameless secretary trying to assault the CEO in the middle of his rut or whether I would cover up everything that happened here, it all depended on Yoon Taeo’s words.

“...Call me however you like. We’re close enough to call each other ‘hyung,’ right...?”

A little while ago, the term came out naturally, but now it feels awkward. The word “hyung” and Yoon Taeo don’t fit at all. I’ve used it jokingly before, but every time I call him like that, goosebumps crawl up my neck and arms. What’s worse, calling the CEO “hyung” is terrifying. Isn't it a creepy story?

“I think you’ve gone a bit too far, Secretary Baek. I didn’t mean to say that you should call me ‘hyung’ for real.”

“I’m sorry, CEO.”

Ah, that’s right...? It’s a bit much for us to call each other ‘hyung’ like that.

“Anyway, you’re saying you came as Si-eon yesterday, right?”

“...Yes... I’ve said this over 100 times already... I thought the Beta ran away, and I was worried about you, so...”

“Alright, that’s fine. Let’s have lunch.”

What’s fine? Huh? What’s fine? Before the conversation had even ended, Yoon Taeo made a decision on his own and stood up. His abrupt attitude made my insides boil, but anyway, what he said wasn’t a bad offer for me. It meant that if I kept my mouth shut, he wouldn’t make an issue of last night.

“CEO, what would you like to eat? How about pasta? I’ve brought some spaghetti noodles picked by a master in Italy last time. We also have clams, so how about a vongole, which you like?”

The bastard’s long legs made his steps seem slow, but they were actually quite fast. I followed behind him, hoping his mind wouldn’t change.

“Well, do as you like.”

“Please wait upstairs for a bit. I’ll make it quickly and bring it. And you can’t go outside, alright?”

“Of course. If they find out that Si-eon is here, it will be very troublesome.”

Yeah, so you’d better adjust your attitude and make sure you don’t get caught, right...? I’m going to spit in the vongole when I make it. What an annoying bastard.

“...When did you prepare this?”

“I didn’t prepare it.”

“Really? The table wasn’t here originally, and neither was the blanket...? And there shouldn’t be a heater here...”

The second floor of the villa is a bit unusual. There’s a small garden right in the middle of the living room. The glass ceiling is operable, and it’s almost like a greenhouse with glass walls on all sides. A large bonsai pine tree, matching his personality, was placed in the center, and the space was decorated simply with fine sand and rocks. Even the small pebbles on the floor were incredibly expensive ornamental stones.

In the middle, there were tables, chairs, a heater, and blankets. It seemed like they had been moved from the terrace.

“Put it down quickly. It’s going to get cold.”

“...Ah, yes.”

At his words, I put the dishes I was holding on the table and sat down in the empty seat.

“We can’t go out on the terrace.”

“I can just sit on the floor and eat.”

“You’ll get scolded badly one day for mocking like that.”

“...Sorry. Oh, the clams are in good condition...”

I tried to change the subject, but my words didn’t form properly because of Yoon Taeo’s actions. The blanket covering my knees was choking me. ...What’s this guy doing?

“If you get sick here, it’ll be a hassle for me too.”

Then why didn’t you just stay inside from the start? Now that I look at it, the heater is only blowing warm air toward me, and the cold river wind can’t even be felt properly.

“Delicious.”

I followed Yoon Taeo and took a bite of the pasta. Why is he being so kind and friendly? It’s unsettling. Well, the pasta was good; I made it myself, but it turned out really well. There was no fishy taste, and the umami was nice. Even though I cooked almost enough for four servings, our plates were quickly emptied.

At first, I didn’t understand why we were eating outside in this cold weather, but once I was covered with a warm blanket and felt the cool breeze, it wasn’t too bad.

“Wow... the sky is really blue.”

“Yeah.”

“Doesn’t it make you sleepy? The heater’s warm, and the air is cool.”

“It does feel like that.”

After finishing the meal, I leaned back against the chair, looking up at the sky, and drowsiness started to overcome me. It seemed like I hadn’t slept properly last night due to the turmoil in my mind, and now, feeling full, I felt relaxed and a bit sleepy.

“I think I could sleep for a bit.” freēwēbnovel.com

Yeah. Hearing Yoon Taeo’s voice, I closed my eyes. It was an environment where it was impossible to stay awake.

“...But CEO, shouldn’t I leave soon?”

“Why?”

“Why? Well, since it’s not your rut, you’ll leave soon, so before that, I should leave first.”

The overwhelming exhaustion almost swallowed my consciousness.

“What do you mean? I’m staying for a week.”

But when Yoon Taeo’s voice rang out, all sleep disappeared. I opened my eyes wide and looked at him. A nasty smile was on his face. ...That smile always appears when he’s about to deliver bad news to me.

“Of course, Si-eon can’t leave until then.”