Starting a Criminal Takedown Broadcast

Internet broadcasting.

In this era where people don’t watch television or news, it’s the best promotional tool.

It’s not for nothing that celebrities do internet broadcasts and appear on YouTube.

To begin with, since I have a bad relationship with the government, they won’t edit me well if I go on TV.

‘It’s impossible through normal methods.’

Some might ask if it’s appropriate to promote public authority through internet broadcasting, but it’s better than no interest at all.

They say indifference is scarier than hate comments, right?

And I’m not weak enough to be crushed by hate comments.

As for team members…

I’ve never had weak team members who would crumble under hate comments.

“Scammer… scammer… scammer…”

Maybe I should start with mental education first.

“Write the announcement quickly.”

“Yes, Tia… no, Team Leader.”

Fran’s followers more than doubled after the last broadcast.

Since she’s rejecting all the guilds, reporters, and PDs who have been reaching out, people think Fran’s broadcast is the only place to get information about me, so her followers have increased.

Instead, controversies about her personality and attitude have arisen, but we were really busy handling real work.

On the internet, people think policies and systems change as soon as I say something, but they don’t know how many nerve-wracking battles take place in between.

Just receiving those disgusting old men’s gazes makes me nauseous.

Later, I’ll sweep all their crimes and kill… judge them.

“You can rest for today. I’ve provided living expenses to celebrate you becoming a team member, so buy some clothes.”

“Are there any restrictions on attire?”

“Just wear something comfortable for fighting.”

I need to prepare for the broadcast.

The content and location are ready, so I just need to find someone to help with the broadcast.

[Phantom]

Sigh… I don’t want to get help from this kid.

Phantom, from R.A’s Information Management Department.

Lives in cyberspace, manages R.A’s servers, finds information needed by field workers, and is in charge of creating AI operators.

A truly capable employee, but the problem is their attitude that has devoured etiquette.

A strange person who behaves like a menhera in person but is a mesgaki in non-face-to-face interactions.

How many people have been hurt mentally because of their contemptuous attitude?

These days, everyone seems to overlook it as a cute childish tantrum, but a woman estimated to be 30 years old being treated as a child.

‘But their ability is good.’

Ring ring-

-What? You need my help again. Without my help as expected-.

“Please make a broadcast manager for me.”

-… No.

Ding-

How should I deal with this trash?

Ring ring-

“Make it before I visit that dirty room of yours.”

-Ha. I’m not your subordinate, why are you ordering me!

“Tell me if you never want to enter the cyber world again.”

Just to be clear, I don’t intend to break off my relationship with Phantom.

If I don’t do this, I’ll have to listen to their mediocre talking, so I have no choice.

-Fine. I’ll make it!

“Please hurry.”

-Until when?

“Tomorrow.”

Ding-

Sigh. They’re not my direct subordinate, but I’m higher in rank, yet they’re oddly cocky.

I really should raid them once.

Their defensive ability is good, so there are limited people who can enter their room, making it hard to discipline them.

‘Ah. They’re not a kid, so is discipline the right word?’

Next, it’s time to go to the Korean R.A branch.

I’ve never been here before, but they should know me.

… They really should know me, right?

R.A Korean Branch Head, Fria.

A woman who returned after living as a snow woman in another world.

Not all R.A members are returnees, but to be a branch head, you must be a returnee.

It might seem unfair, but it’s also strange for the head of a group of returnees not to be a returnee.

‘Snow woman’

A race proficient in ice and snow magic with little emotional variation.

White hair and white skin.

Bloodless lips and pale pupils might make her look like a corpse, but Fria only gives off a beautiful impression.

“Tia-nim, you’ve come. We’ve been waiting. Our Korean branch has always been waiting for your visit…”

Little emotional variation?

The suddenly flushed face and passionate speech seem quite different from the snow women I know.

‘She’s well socialized.’

It seems that a kind of survival instinct for living well in society is more important than racial characteristics.

It’s not incomprehensible.

The relationship between Korea and R.A is not good.

For 5 years now, they’ve been making a fuss, telling me to return to Korea and fulfill my duty as a citizen.

Here, duty refers to the duty of national defense.

Since I was originally a man, they’re spouting nonsense that I should naturally come to the military.

‘They just covet my abilities.’

The moment I’m affiliated with the military, they might do anything to tie me down. I’d be crazy to go there.

For that reason, the Korean R.A Association doesn’t receive help from the government, let alone proper documents. In reality, they always make a fuss about interference in domestic affairs.

So, with an executive of the association directly coming to Korea, from Fria’s perspective, it must feel like gaining a million soldiers.

“We’ll see each other often from now on, so don’t be too nervous. If you need anything, just ask.”

“Thank you!”

Although I’m a victim too, since we’re suffering together, I should help where I can.

“As per your contact, we’ve selected someone from the medical team.”

“Thank you. The medical team must be valuable.”

“No, we’re mostly administrative, so we don’t have many situations requiring the medical team.”

What I requested was a healer.

It’s called bizarre food, but in reality, it’s the act of eating poison.

If done without a healer, it’s not just controversial but could get one arrested as a criminal with no excuse.

“Is the location okay?”

“R.A provided a mansion. It’s spacious and has good security, so I plan to proceed there.”

Being a core executive, they provided me with a house and a housekeeper.

It’s too big, that’s the problem.

And I have to pay the costs.

‘I should have all team members live together.’

I’ve formed temporary teams before, but I’ve never seriously created a team.

Most of the time, I caught criminals alone, and even when I had teammates, we parted ways after the case ended.

… My social skills aren’t very good, so I don’t talk much after a case ends.

Talking with Fran?

That’s work.

“Even if you ask me, there’s a big difference between field workers and office workers.”

“No, I appreciate you looking into it for me.”

Should I request resources or personnel from headquarters for this?

Now that all the business is done, I should go home.

“Tia-nim? We’ll be seeing each other often, so how about having a meal together?”

“I’m fine.”

“Since you’re Korean, I made a reservation at a really famous Korean restaurant.”

A Korean restaurant.

It’s not that I’m not interested, but I’ve eaten Korean food outside before, and going to eat with people I’ve just met is more troublesome.

“The chef appeared on a famous program recently, and if you don’t eat today, it’ll really take a long time.”

… This is also work.

“Alright.”

♦♦♦

From the moment she heard Tia was coming, Fria had made numerous plans.

Korea, which she came to with a joyful heart thinking she would work in her homeland, not only didn’t cooperate with R.A but also picked fights at every turn and even tried to implement strange policies.

The torment Fria received here was even more gloomy than the suffering she experienced as a snow woman in another world.

‘At least demon clans harass you openly.’

In such a situation, a drop of honey.

No, a person like a storm appeared, so Fria resolved to make a good impression by any means necessary.

One of those means was a reservation at a famous restaurant.

One of her secret weapons, planned by compiling all of Tia’s preferences and recent interests, obtained by begging the association’s information management department.

The moment she pulled out that weapon, she saw Tia’s face brighten, if only slightly.

An ordinary person might not notice, but Fria, who had lived among snow women with almost no facial expressions, could tell.

And so, a meal was held with R.A Korean branch executives, Tia, and the newcomer Fran.

Fran was eating with an almost tearful expression, while the executives were eating while looking at the rice and Tia alternately.

In the midst of it all, Tia was eating without any change in expression.

In the suffocating atmosphere, Fria felt she needed to somehow lighten the mood.

‘Since we’re eating, work talk is out, and talk about when they returned is also a pass.’

Fria brought up the 4th most preferred conversation topic among returnees.

Talk about before going to another world.

“What were you like before going to another world, Tia-nim? Since you were Korean, did you have black hair?”

Tia has never shown such a dislike for Korea.

She seems to dislike the government, but that’s because of what happened right after her return.

If she likes Korean programs and food, Fria’s conclusion was that she doesn’t hate Korea.

“I originally had black hair and was short too, but I completely changed after becoming a snow woman.”

For reference, the 1st ranked topic is about life after returning.

In this case, the information is certain, so the biggest reason was that they could avoid stepping on mines.

The 2nd ranked topic, about life in another world, is the same.

It’s because you can learn what world they came from.

The 3rd ranked topic, about what they do after returning, is for the same reason.

Returnees, having lived in a different world, often experience more stress than Earth’s people who faced the new threat of monsters.

Many returnees have already shown what happens when you touch PTSD incorrectly.

-Crack.

The spoon Tia was holding broke.

Under her strong force, the spoon didn’t bend but broke.

…

At that sight, everyone stopped eating and looked at Tia.

Fria, who had spoken to her, was on the verge of fainting at the sign.

“I’m sorry. I should have told you earlier. I don’t really like talking about the past.”

“Ah. No! I’m sorry!”

Fria apologized, almost burying her head in the dining table.

‘Association President! This wasn’t in the precautions!’

It was a moment when her faith in the Association President was faltering in her heart.