I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 525:

Right.

You can't argue with that.

Originally three people would have been enough, but suddenly we had to take six, so of course work is going to be disrupted.

And on top of that he’s already slept with four of them.

That’s actually fast!

“...Yeah. Looks like this old man gave you too heavy a load.”

“Well...that’s not—”

“Then shall I help a little?”

“Huh?”

“If you change your mind a bit, how hard would it be to bring your father back to life? Right?”

“....”

“Our Muyeol gets a lighter load, I get to raise a son — and nobody needs to care about what the public thinks anymore. Isn’t that right?”

“....”

No, that’s a bit—

Bring someone who’s been dead for over twenty years back to life? That’s nonsense.

And there’s no way I’m handing my wives over to another man!!

“Tsk tsk tsk. The man’s just grumbling.”

“....”

“You should listen when an elder speaks, you hear? Don’t talk back.”

“Yes. I’m sorry.”

I apologized quickly because Grandfather seemed like the kind of person who could actually do it if he tried.

Giving my wife to another man is absolutely impossible.

Once she’s inside my targeting range she’s already mine!

“Make hay while the sun shines when the opportunity comes.”

“I’ll try harder.”

I shouldn’t have talked back — I didn’t even get my dignity back.

“So, what about the remaining girls, Hayan and Seon-a?”

“Yes.”

Grandfather clicked his tongue and shook his head left and right.

“I can see Seon-a possibly, but Hayan — she still hasn’t progressed? Didn’t those two even go traveling together?”

“Well...yeah. It didn’t seem like it would take long.”

“I never really understood the thinking of young people, but Hayan being this slow is inexplicable.”

Well, originally she moved pretty fast — I’d have thought she’d be right after Go Minji....

But is that something to make Grandfather suspicious?

“That brat once—well, anyway.”

“?”

“Hayan, if you push her she’ll go where she needs to go; Seon-a...sigh...you should work on her a bit.”

“...Is there something unusual about her?”

“You’ll know when you meet her.”

“....”

What the hell.

What is it.

“Still, it’s your family — you love your niece, don’t you? Go and play up to her a bit, there shouldn’t be a big problem.”

“....”

Something feels off.

There seems to be something unusual about Seon-a.

What could it be.

“Anyway, that’s settled. Now that Incheon has completely separated, shouldn’t the Group put some measures in place?”

“What sort of...measures?”

Grandfather looked up at me for a moment.

His eyes were impossible to read; even though it was nothing, I felt a cold sweat break out.

“Whether it’s Incheon or an island, clear some land. Build a building.”

“...You mean you yourself?”

“I’ll give you a Prestige branch office. You figure it out. It won’t get in your way.”

Huh —

A Prestige branch?

Since Incheon has become a separate country, that makes sense.

But Prestige is our Group’s holding company; if he sets up an Incheon branch and gives it to me...what does that mean for relationships?

“Get the details from Chief Jung. I’ve sent the kids back, so hang around for a bit and then go.”

“...Thank you, Grandfather!”

Grandfather waved his hand like he wanted me to leave.

I bowed and left the room. Chief Jung was waiting with an envelope.

“The chairman prepared this for you.”

“So this is—”

He smiled without answering.

His face looked older than Grandfather’s, as if he had zero anti-aging applied; I couldn’t bring myself to scold him.

I opened the envelope and checked the papers....

‘!’

It stated that the Prestige Incheon branch would be established and that all rights to it were being gifted to me, Go Muyeol.

On top of that, he handed me 2% of Prestige shares.

Combined with the 1% I received six months ago, that makes a full 3%.

Aunts like Go Min-young or Go Hayoung each hold 3%, so as of today I have the same stake as them.

‘Grandfather...!’

This is truly something incredible.

It must mean how important my work is within the Group!

“Does anyone else know about this?”

“No one yet.”

“Wow....”

For reference, Go Minji’s stake is 1%.

Sure, she’s accumulated other assets through various things, but Prestige is the main game, right?

Now that my Prestige stake tripled to 3×, no matter how much Go Minji scrabbles she won’t be able to surpass my assets.

‘Go Minji, you scumbag.’

Ha...Go Minji’s dead.

“Thank you, Grandfather!!”

I bowed toward the door.

He didn’t show much reaction, but I imagine he felt pleased.

++++

He said the kids were sent back so stay around, and at the time I took that as a throwaway line, but when I returned to my room it hit me.

Go Min-young left, Go Hayoung left, and everyone else went back to their regions on Grandfather’s orders.

Ha.

He must have worried another incident would happen.

Even Minji-ah and her daughter left.

That’s a bit disappointing. I wanted to get her fully pregnant.

There was nothing useful to do here, so I boarded an AV and left.

“Where should we put the Prestige branch?”

“We built the headquarters in a dedicated city and put the building at the center. The Incheon branch should at least have some scale, shouldn’t it?”

“Then Namdong Industrial Complex might not be an appropriate fit.”

“Yes.”

“Redevelop Songdo...ah, that might not be ideal either.”

After discussing with Soo-ah and the managers, we decided to build it on Muyeol Land.

Anyway, my island basically always floats off the Incheon coast. There’s plenty of space, and it’s perfect to house the Prestige branch.

“An island that holds Prestige...not bad.”

It still didn’t quite feel real.

Maybe because I didn’t know enough about it??

“Then plan the loting and layout for Muyeol Land and bring the plans to me.”

“Yes.” 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Once the construction plan is complete I’ll go personally to Seon-a and tell her.

She’s handling construction. Is this Grandfather’s plan too?

“A very bright New Year.”

++++

— Right. So that’s how it turned out. I didn’t worry from the start and as expected there’s no problem. Keep it that way. Do as you were asked.

“Yes....”

Go Min-young looked unhappy, and Minji-ah watched her closely over a video call.

It couldn’t be helped.

Even though the experiments were for safe pregnancy and childbirth, the idea of Muyeol embracing other women couldn’t sit well with her.

And she hadn’t even had her turn this time, had she?

She must have been waiting for a chance since before coming; Go Youngman messed that up. I doubt she’s in a good mood.

— If you or your daughter get pregnant, report to me immediately. Understood?

“Yes, yes, Vice Chair.... I will report right away....”

— Good. And when you return, handle that first. Even if we have knights, your production can’t fall behind, right?

“Yes— I’ll correct it immediately...!”

— Don’t do video calls for a while. Don’t come to report in person either. I don’t particularly want to see you.

“....”

Go Min-young’s expression vanished and the video call ended.

Minji-ah let out a long breath and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, then sank back into her chair.

“...Mom, here’s some water.”

“Uh, thanks....”

A daughter is the best.

They’d both been humiliated together, but that also left me with a sliver of relief.

Go Muyeol is a decent man aside from rough sex, and the other direct-line issues were effectively solved through pregnancy.

My daughter had even been raped while still a virgin, but it didn’t seem to cause a major problem.

Looking back at the scene, she seemed to enjoy it, even? Absurd as it sounds, I’m glad.

“Mom, what about that issue? According to the report we received, there really isn’t anything left to squeeze.”

“...Are you sure? You’re not just saying that.”

“You know. Our kids are involved over there too. It’s not all lies.”

“Hmm.”

Signs had been appearing subtly since the year before last, but in the second half of last year there was a noticeable drop in production.

The cause was disruption in the supply of the demon materials that go into almost all Biotech products.

More precisely, the eggs that serve as the base.

Those are necessary for processing into biotech label products, or to make demon factor to produce mains, but the suppliers began reducing shipments, making excuses.

“Ba'al is waiting.”

“Hah, that guy must have nothing to do. If he came personally, he should concentrate on farming instead of bothering us.”

“....”

From that perspective this is the most important matter, but Yesle refused to add commentary.

A few hours later at Biotech headquarters.

Below ground was a sanctum-like area few could enter. When Minji-ah arrived a gigantic monstrous thing rose above it.

It was roughly the size of a building, and horribly feral-looking, yet nobody, including Minji-ah, showed fear.

Minji-ah looked up at the grotesque thing and said, “You’ve been having a hard time lately, haven’t you? Supplies keep dropping. This is going to be a problem if it continues.”

『...I would have said it many times. It’s a limit.』

The voice and the moving lips didn’t match.

Even hearing it made one’s insides feel like they’d burst — a grotesque sound — but Biotech, which had long interacted with it, possessed enough technology to neutralize that.

To Ba'al, seeing the perfectly normal humans like Minji-ah was absurd despite having seen it countless times. How could humans be like this??

Well. No wonder it’s causing such trouble; I’d blame my past self too.

“Limit....”

Minji-ah sighed and lit a cigarette.

Normally smoking is deadly for a pregnant woman, but in an era where you can pay ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) 100,000 won for a single stick, cigarettes can be made perfectly harmless to the body.

Given the stress caused by enforced quitting, smoking can be the lesser evil.

Especially when you have an irritating problem like this, it’s practically mandatory.

“That’s your problem.”

『....』

“We lend you our power, and in return you provide the supplies we demand every month — that’s the contract, right? That solemn demon contract. Thanks to it you repelled the heavenly invasion and Ba'al, you maintained your rank. So stop whining and do as you’re told. Isn’t a contract absolute?”

『...I can’t even if I wanted to. Do you know how much I’ve already given you? Over decades our world has been exhausted because of your demands! Productivity just won’t come out anymore. How can I provide what doesn’t exist?』

“Take care of that yourself. Don’t report every little thing to me. Just bring results.”

『....』

“Phew, I’m being nagged from above too. Don’t you see that cold look? Stop complaining and come properly prepared next time. If this happens again, the army will be the ones to meet you, not me.”

『You—,』

Ba'al tried to say something, but Min Ye-seul cut the communication when Minji-ah shot her a look.

The enormous body of Ba'al that had loomed on the altar writhed grotesquely and vanished with a scream-like roar.

“...Do you think it’s okay? He looked really strained. I’m worried we’ll end up cutting open the golden goose.”

“You can always make another golden goose.”

“....”

“Try approaching others besides Ba'al. There’ll definitely be some who’ll promise to give more if you lend a bit of strength. If that doesn’t work....”

She took a deeper drag of her cigarette.

“Use more extreme methods.”