Return of the Sword God-Rank Civil Servant novel Chapter 355

A concise deduction.

No, not a deduction—fact.

Su-ho stated things exactly as they were, and Hiro, quick on the uptake, grasped the situation in an instant.

Su-ho added,

“Looks like Sumiyoshi has made an enemy of the Japanese government.”

“Made an enemy?”

“Since long ago, the Japanese government has disliked foreign companies gaining influence on their soil. You know this. Even when foreign companies set up joint ventures with Japan’s conglomerates, once their influence grew too large, the government would intervene to seize the foreign stakes.”

It was true.

Under the guise of protecting domestic industry, Japan had repeatedly interfered in the market with outrageous moves, and this seemed to be another such case.

But Hiro thought differently.

“...Even so, it can’t be to that extent.”

“Would you like to check?”

“Check?”

“I’ll show you something interesting.”

Su-ho activated Qi Perception, scanning the surroundings.

The ryotei was full of people, but thanks to Mini Fear’s effect, no one was moving.

So they’d all fainted.

Perfect.

That meant he could tidy things up quickly.

Su-ho pressed the paralysis points on the nine unconscious assassins, then returned to the table and did the same to the collapsed Nakamura.

Oota, however, he left untouched.

Instead, he pressed a pain point to wake him through agony.

“Aaaargh!!”

Director Oota screamed.

He didn’t die.

The only reason he had endured Mini Fear was because he too was an Awakened.

Unlike in Korea, Paranormal Ability Agency employees in Japan could only be Awakened.

More precisely, only Awakened could get promoted and hold key positions.

Locking eyes with the now-awake man, Su-ho cast Charm.

[ Enthrallment is activated. ]

There were always ways to torture for information.

But this situation didn’t call for escalation—he wanted efficiency and speed.

Su-ho turned to Hiro.

“I have a hypnosis skill. Director Oota is currently under it.”

“Hypnosis?”

“It works well on Players weaker than me... you’ll see. Hey, name.”

“My name is Oota Isao.”

Director Oota answered obediently.

His usual arrogance was gone, posture stiff, manners perfect.

A look of shock spread across Hiro’s face. Satisfied, Su-ho went straight to the point.

“The men you brought—they’re all Yamaguchi, aren’t they?”

“Yes.”

“Why? Why is Yamaguchi Guild involved?”

“Our Agency recently formed a partnership with Yamaguchi. Simply put, we shield Yamaguchi, and in return they monopolize the market with our backing.”

“What market?”

“Raid business, and every other guild-related venture.”

“So suddenly? You were quiet until now—what changed?”

The government making use of Yamaguchi as attack dogs was conceivable.

Governments had long used companies like hunting dogs.

But to suddenly act in a way they hadn’t even in his past life?

What wind had blown?

Su-ho’s question was answered by Oota.

“Because of the recent upheaval in the guild industry.”

“Upheaval? You mean the Inagawa affair?”

“Yes.”

“I see.”

So it was fallout from Inagawa.

That explained it.

After all, one of the three major guilds had collapsed and been absorbed overnight.

Time to change the line of questioning.

“All right. Next question—did Yamaguchi approach you first, or did the Agency approach them?”

The most important question.

This determined where responsibility lay.

“We approached them first.”

“You did?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“We saw an opportunity.”

“An opportunity?”

“The top three guilds in Japan are all yakuza-origin groups. Our government has long disliked that fact, but had no pretext to intervene. Then, when we investigated the Inagawa collapse, we found signs that Sumiyoshi and a Korean guild had acted together. We thought it a good case.”

“What do you mean, good case? Explain.”

“We confirmed Sumiyoshi attacked Inagawa. But we couldn’t figure out why a Korean guild suddenly divided up Inagawa’s businesses, or why they established a Japanese branch with Sumiyoshi’s help. It smelled suspicious, so we concluded Sumiyoshi and Union were colluding.”

With no evidence?

It was absurd.

“So you thought it a good case and dragged Yamaguchi in?”

“Yes. From our government’s standpoint, it was preferable to reduce three yakuza guilds to one. And no matter how much we dislike them, better to support a domestic guild than let a foreign—especially Korean—company carve up the market. So we decided to clean up Sumiyoshi at the same time and allied with Yamaguchi.”

The explanation was complete.

And with it, every doubt resolved.

This wasn’t a rogue director’s scheme—it was a state-backed surgical strike.

“...”

Hiro fell silent.

Truth is always bitter. But to stare it straight in the face made his mouth taste foul.

The plan had gone awry.

But Sumiyoshi was still [N O V E L I G H T] needed.

So it was time to reveal himself.

Su-ho released his Disguise.

And the moment his real face was revealed—

“...!”

Hiro’s eyes widened wider than ever before.

No longer Kim Su-ho, Union’s vice president—he was once again Korea’s Sword Saint, An Su-ho.

He introduced himself anew.

“This is our first meeting in my true form. I am An Su-ho, Section Chief of the Special Division of the Grand Hunter Association of Korea.”

“Th-this is...”

Hiro’s jaw dropped.

At the real An Su-ho’s appearance, words failed him.

And—

Thump, thump—

His heart pounded wildly.

Frozen and speechless, Hiro listened as Su-ho smiled gently.

“Shall we move to another place?”

“Y-yes, of course.”

“But before that...”

Su-ho stroked his chin and looked around.

Nine Yamaguchi guild members.

Director Oota and Section Chief Nakamura.

What to do with them?

After some thought, he decided to take them along.

Killing them all here would make the incident too big.

At least for the Yamaguchi guild members.

Opening his Subspace House, Su-ho began tossing them inside.

Hiro’s eyes went wide again.

Yes, it was his first time seeing a Subspace House.

Truth be told, Su-ho had never shown it this openly before.

He should consider it an honor.

Once all the Yamaguchi men were packed away like luggage, Su-ho woke Nakamura and enthralled him as well.

Then he ordered Director Oota,

“Clean this up, and once you leave the ryotei, report back to me.”

“Yes, understood.”

Director Oota replied obediently.

With a perfect alibi secured, Su-ho disguised himself again as Kim Su-ho before turning back to Hiro.

“Let’s go. Now we really should move.”

“Ah, yes...!”

At last, Hiro followed him out.