“How on earth are you handling these matters?!”
Republic of Korea Awakened Management Bureau (Center) Headquarters. The Director’s Special Security Service (SSS), commonly called the Secret Team, or S Team.
“Silent devotion to the motherland.”
True to the creed of an intelligence organization, this place was usually quiet. But in the underground conference room, raised voices were rare—and loud.
Kim Mugae of the Secret Team swallowed dryly.
His first time attending a full high-level meeting in the four years since he’d joined the team.
Not only the rarely gathered Senior Executive Service, but core figures from within the Center to people from the NIS were in attendance.
‘Stacked lineup as hell…….’
“Hey, hey. Relax. Why are you so frozen up?”
“Ah, Senior Seong. I think that lunch I had earlier isn’t sitting well.”
“As if I didn’t see that coming.” He slipped over an antacid. Kim Mugae bowed his head and emptied the bottle at once.
Even as this was happening, the sharp condemnations didn’t stop.
“What does the Secret Team even do! You mark key rankers and follow up on them, don’t you? Then how does a disaster like this happen! This is dereliction of duty!”
“……Did you finish the antacid already? You could’ve left me some.”
“S-sorry.”
The Center’s Deputy Director looked like he was breathing Dragon…