[TS] Became a Peach Saint – Chapter 82

“The most important thing in this operation is self-hypnosis.”

[What’s that?]

[Like a secret agent losing their memory, infiltrating enemy territory, and waking up when they hear a keyword?]

“Kid, that’s going too far.”

[LOLOLOLOLOL]

[This is hilarious LOL]

“Something like this. I’m pretty.”

[That’s true]

[Cheating by using facts, huh?]

“I’m adorable.”

[That’s also true LOL]

[For real LOL]

“I’m a freaking flirt.”

While repeating this to herself, she slowly moves forward.

[Our room master has finally lost it LOL]

[Protect the room master]

Her destination is the seat next to Herman.

With a lively step, she links arms with Herman and jumps in.

“Grandpa~”

[Why is the room master’s tongue so short all of a sudden?]

[WTF ew]

“Ugh.”

[The operation is a total disaster]

[WTF, hold it together for at least one second LOL]

[One-second fake gag LOL]

“Huh?”

Herman, caught in this strange situation, is momentarily stunned. But showing what experience is, his expression quickly shifts to that of a kind grandfather.

“Yes, Ga-eul. Are you having fun?”

“Yes~ It’s fun.”

Herman, who always calls her “Miss Ga-eul,” immediately adapts to this baseless act. Watching him smile warmly and pat her head, even I couldn’t tell if it was acting or real.

“Did you eat enough?”

“I ate a lot with Denis and Grandfather Kamar.”

“Hoho. Good job.”

As they laugh and chat, a strong gaze is felt from the front.

“Ahem, Mr. Melville. May I also be introduced to this beautiful lady?”

Looking ahead, there’s a refreshingly smiling old man and a drug addict with a face that looks like he’s about to die.

“Where the hell did that damn deadly smile come from…”

[Ah, crazy girl, act act!]

[Act, you lunatic! Operation name: Adorable!!]

As I mutter, Herman’s face stiffens slightly. Meanwhile, the old man’s gaze is fixed on the whale badge on my chest.

“She’s my precious friend.”

“Ah, I see. You two look so good together, I thought you were family.”

Everyone knows Herman Melville never married, even in his old age, but he keeps spouting nonsense.

“Hoho, she’s like a granddaughter to me.”

“Oh, I see. Nice to meet you. I’m Kunthong Chaopae. I run a small food and beverage business in Thailand.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Han Ga-eul.”

“Suddenly, but do you happen to have a fiancé? If not, how about my son? Not to brag, but he’s quite capable. He looks just like me, and also…”

As the drug addict’s dad starts talking, the situation quickly spirals out of control. Listening to all this might drive me insane.

Finally, as the drug addict’s dad rambles on, I point at the drug addict with a sly finger.

“Huh? Grandpa! That person was rubbing drugs on their nose and bothering me earlier…”

“That guy got scolded by Denis and got kicked out!”

“What, what? No!! I don’t even have any drugs!”

A drug addict frantically waving his hands.

“Then what the hell were you smearing on your nose? Flour? You damn bastard.”

[Lol, flourㅋㅋㅋㅋ]

[Is Bangjang really not a two-faced person?ㅋㅋㅋ]

Seeing me suddenly turn into a crazy person, both of them had stunned expressions.

“You bastards, do you even put drugs in your drinks? I heard you guys were selling noodles with opium powder, and you look exactly like that.”

“Autumn. Calm down and explain in detail.”

At Herman’s words, which seemed to calm me down, I took a deep breath and spoke.

“I was smoking outside earlier, and that guy… no, that human came over with powder all over his nose, saying I was pretty and smiling at me.”

“Hmm, so?”

“Yeah, so I asked him carefully, ‘Why are you acting so deadly, you damn bastard?’ Then he said if he moved a single finger, my life would be over… sob.”

[Lol, crazy womanㅋㅋㅋㅋ]

[Bangjang got scolded by Denis and became too honest]

[Lol, no middle ground]

“Wow, so that’s how he answered your question?”

“Yes. And then he asked if I knew who he was, and he proudly stuck out his chest, and there was a badge just like that grandfather over there.”

Denis’s pupils moved toward Kun-Dung Chaopai, and both father and son stiffened.

“My, my son wouldn’t do such a thing.”

“Wouldn’t he? How about changing Kun-Dung to a condom? From what I see, it looks like he was born wrong.”

Kun-Dung Chaopai glared at me, his eyes wide with anger.

Seeing him, I tightened my grip on Herman and clung to him even more.

“Eek. If you keep glaring like that, I might just pull it out. Grandpa, I’m scared!”

“I’ll protect you, so it’s fine. And I think teasing him this much is enough.”

Herman gently patted my head, making me feel all mixed up.

“Umm, I wasn’t teasing. If Denis hadn’t shown up, I would’ve crushed that drug bastard’s limbs. Too bad.”

At my soft tone, even the people around me fell silent.

“Right, drug bastard? Thanks to Denis, you’re alive, so go to Denis’s bakery every day and buy $100 worth of bread. If you don’t want to die.”

“…..”

“Answer.”

“Ah, got it.”

[Innovative lunaticㅋㅋㅋㅋ]

[Wow, is this our captain? My chest feels grand]

[Bangjang’s chest is always grand]

[For realㅋㅋ]

In this utterly baseless situation, the viewers’ mindless chats added to the chaos.

“This is dizzying.”

“Are you hurt somewhere?”

“Huh? No. But grandpa. Can’t you take over their company? A company run by a drug-addicted bastard sounds like a complete mess.”

“Oh? Are you interested in investments?”

At my question, Herman’s eyes sparkled more than ever.

“No. I don’t know anything about that. I was just asking.”

“What you’re talking about is a hostile takeover…”

“It’s really simple, you know.”

“Huh? Investment and stuff, isn’t that hard?”

“Hehe.”

Suddenly, Herman starts laughing like Denis. It seems like Herman caught Denis’s laugh, just like how I caught my sister’s laugh.

“If you put aside ethical issues, there’s nothing simpler than that. Whoever has more money wins.”

“Win? Do we have to fight?”

“Exactly. You attack with money and defend management rights with money. It’s what you call a money fight. What could be simpler than that?”

Looking at the dumbfounded reactions around, Herman’s words seemed wrong, but seeing the face of the dying rich man, it didn’t seem to apply to Herman.

“There are various methods of attack. You can lure a third party to secure shares and suddenly exercise voting rights at the general meeting to seize management rights, or you can threaten with a public buyout. But both attack and defense are done with money.”

“Hmm, I don’t get it.”

“Then, shall we play a simple game?”

“A game?”

“This game has a 50-50 chance of winning or losing. If you and I keep playing this game with money, who do you think will win?”

“Isn’t it 50-50?”

“Haha, no. The one with more money wins.”

“Ah…”

[Desperate laughter]

“Every time I lose, I’ll double the bet. No matter how unlucky I am and keep losing, if there’s no betting limit, eventually you’ll lose because you lack funds.”

“That’s true.”

“It’s a different story, but in the end, in a money fight, the one with more money wins. Small tricks are meaningless in the face of overwhelming financial power.”

Gwang-oh, who calls the fight with the Thai high-so chaebol a small trick, often blinked, but he was Herman Melville.

“Then can we just go gamble and keep doubling the bet?”

“Haha, that’s why most casinos have betting limits and lower payouts.”

[What is this nonsense?]

[It’s called the Martingale betting system, where you infinitely double your bet to eventually make money.]

“Then life isn’t a free ride.”

[Can you earn infinite points with that method?]

[Now I see how the chairman made his fortune.]

[Let’s raise the stakes, Chairman!!]

[Broadcasting points also have betting limits lol, the chairman is just skilled.]

Talking with Herman, it felt like the surrounding space had frozen and become eerily quiet.

Feeling uncomfortable with everyone’s attention, I tried to talk to Herman.

“Ah, right. Grandpa, let’s go smoke.”

“Haha, sure.”

[Is that really a conversation between a grandfather and his granddaughter? I can’t tell.]

[Hahahahahaha]

As I turned to go out for a smoke, the chairman, who had disappeared, was watching us with Grandfather Kamar.

“Chairman, you’re here?”

“Yeah, I’m here. But did the room master cause any trouble?”

“No, I didn’t. Do you think I’m a troublemaker?”

[???: No, I didn’t <Already did lol>]

[That’s why I told the chairman to keep the room master in check, where have you been?]

I came out onto the deck, bickering with the chairman, and pulled out a cigarette.

“Grandpa. Should I give you mine?”

“I’ll smoke it well.”

While handing a cigarette to Herman, a familiar face appeared.

“Grandpa? When did you two get so close?”

It was Arthur, with Baekseol perched on his shoulder.

“Arthur, you’ve gotten close to Baekseol too.”

“Ahem. Is it the same with me? That guy builds walls around his heart wherever he goes, but you’ve gotten close to him so easily.”

“Hahaha. It took us quite a while too.”

“Ga-eul!!”

Denis and Isabel appeared, holding a bottle of wine.

I came out to smoke, but suddenly the party members gathered again.

“Since there are more people now, should we move to the table we were sitting at earlier?”

The small table on the deck became lively once more.

“Grandpa, how’s my cigarette?”

“Hoho, it’s good.”

“What about those guys earlier?”

“I gave them enough warnings, so they should’ve understood.”

“Yep.”

Herman kept smiling, whether he was just keeping up the act or genuinely feeling comfortable, but seeing his friendly gestures, it seemed like we had definitely gotten closer.

“By the way, does Ga-eul live in the slums?”

“Huh? Slums…?”

“Your language is pretty rough.”

[LOLOLOLOLOL]

[This place is definitely the slums LOL]

“I guess you could say she chose racial evolution to protect her family. Otherwise, it’s hard to survive.”

“Wow, you’ve been through a lot. If you ever decide to immigrate, I’ll help you.”

“Haha. No, thanks.”

[Only the strong survive here]

[Survival of the fittest! The weak perish! Hellfire! Hellfire!]

[Powerless justice is useless! Kill! Hang! Execute! Execute!]

[These crazy guys LOL]

[Pascal, what kind of battles have you been fighting?]

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– Look at this!! Ga-eul, you said you filmed in the military, right? It’s even trending on real-time search right now. Something about an army idol or whatever?

“What kind of idol?”

***

“Sis, where have I seen this photo before?”

– Of course, I saw it on Isabel’s SNS. The internet is going crazy right now. It’s all about Ga-eul.

“Oh, damn the world.”

***

“Herman!! Help!!! Immigration!!!!”