SSS-Rank Awakening: My Talent Multiplies Everything novel Chapter 16

Chapter 16: Kael’s Rage.

A fluorescent lights above buzzed faintly, filling the quiet hospital hallway with a cold, sterile glow.

In front of one of the private wards stood a young girl with soft brown hair resting over her shoulders. Her delicate face would normally make people think of warmth and gentleness, but right now anxiety clouded her features while anger simmered quietly beneath her eyes.

Lyra clenched the hem of her sleeve tightly as she stared at the man standing before her.

The hospital director wore an expensive white suit that probably cost more than most people’s yearly salary, but the elegance of it was completely ruined by his bloated figure. His stomach pushed so hard against the buttons that it looked as though they might burst apart at any moment. His face was even worse. The kind of face that makes people want to wash their eyes with holy water after seeing it.

"I already told you, Director," Lyra said firmly, trying to suppress the disgust in her voice. "I’m not interested in your offer."

The director sighed as though she was the one being unreasonable. "Why are you making this difficult for yourself?" he asked with a smile that made her skin crawl. "I’ve seen plenty of girls like you before. At first they all resist and pretend they have dignity, but eventually they come crawling back."

His eyes slowly wandered across her body without any attempt to hide his intentions. "You won’t be any different."

Lyra’s expression stiffened. "I’m still not interested," she repeated. "I only came here to take care of my mother."

The smile on the director’s face widened. "And that," he said softly, "is exactly why you should accept my offer."

His tongue slid across his lips in a revolting manner as his gaze moved over her once more like a predator examining prey. "You see, I control this hospital. I decide who gets proper treatment. I decide whose bills become cheaper. I decide which patients are prioritized."

He leaned slightly closer, lowering his voice. "If you make me happy, I’ll personally make sure your mother receives the best care possible. But if you refuse..." He left the rest unsaid.

Lyra’s face paled instantly. "You wouldn’t dare," she snapped. "I can report you—"

Before she could finish, the director burst into a loud, mocking laughter that echoed through the empty hallway as he looked at her like a child who knew nothing about the world.

"Young lady, you really are naive," he said while shaking his head. "What do you think runs society? Compassion? Justice?" He laughed again before his expression slowly turned colder. "This world belongs to people with power."

His gaze sharpened slightly as he pointed toward the hospital room behind her. "And what exactly do you think someone like you can do against me? You’ll only make things harder for yourself... and for your mother."

The words struck Lyra like cold water. Her lips trembled faintly before she lowered her head because deep down, she knew he was right. People like him always won.

The director noticed the change in her expression and immediately softened his tone, pretending to sound gentle. "See? Isn’t this better? I’m not asking for anything unreasonable. People who cooperate with me tend to live much easier lives."

That disgusting smile returned to his face. "You’re beautiful, Lyra. Satisfy me and I’ll make sure both you and your mother live comfortably for the rest of your lives. You’ll have money, luxury, security. Everything."

He slowly stepped toward her. "You just need to make me happy."

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

The cold voice shattered the atmosphere instantly.

Both of them froze before turning toward the source of the voice at the end of the hallway.

A young man was walking toward them with calm steps.

Kael.

His face looked expressionless, yet his eyes carried a terrifying coldness that made the director’s heart skip violently. It was killing intent. Pure and undisguised.

The director frowned in confusion at first, but a chill quickly crawled up his spine. For some reason, the young man walking toward him felt less like a person and more like a blade slowly being drawn from its sheath.

Meanwhile, Lyra’s eyes widened in shock. "Kael...?"

Why was he here?

Kael ignored her completely. His gaze remained locked onto the director as he continued walking forward one slow step after another.

"I asked you," he said again, his voice colder this time, "what the hell do you think you’re doing?"

The director unconsciously took half a step backward.

He himself was an awakened with a combat-oriented class, but unlike actual hunters, he had never risked his life fighting monsters. With his family’s wealth and influence behind him, he had chosen comfort instead. Power. Money. Luxury. Using his connections, he secured the position of hospital director despite lacking the qualifications for it.

His life had always gone smoothly, but right now none of that mattered because for the first time in years, he genuinely felt afraid.

The young man standing before him looked like someone who could actually kill him.

Not threaten him.

Not bluff.

Kill him.

And the most terrifying part was the fact that he didn’t seem to care about the consequences.

"Kael, stop."

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