57
That night, despite his exhaustion, Chiaros was receiving reports from his assistant.
"Baron Rawabi's house was sold at auction as planned.
Juan Rawabi had a lengthy meeting with the Minister of Finance this afternoon."
“Hmm.”
“Immediately, an internal disciplinary committee was convened, and it appears that the results will be announced tomorrow.”
There was nothing surprising.
It was a case of embezzlement, and he would be quickly dismissed.
“Next, about Howard Olten and the Olten family.”
Howard Olton.
The old man who grabbed Namiya's wrist and made a fuss, insisting on marrying her.
Didn't he say that he was the eldest son of the Olten family?
“As I mentioned, we obtained the certificate of trainee Kebun Altis, and he has been punished for sexual harassment.”
Kiaros had met the assistant under the cover of Kibun and offered a few words as testimony.
The assistant listened honestly and carefully to his testimony.
“I was worried because he was a foreigner, but fortunately, despite his recklessness, his speech was clear.”
Hmmm.
Whether he was a cultivator or not, he was quite rude.
“We also issued a restraining order, and as a result, Olten Business has transferred Howard Olten to a position with the District.”
Anyway, Howard Olten's problem was solved nicely.
Namiya had said she would handle it, but he wanted to get the matter over with before she had to get involved herself.
He felt an inner satisfaction, and he smiled secretly as the assistant continued speaking.
“Oh, and I have ordered an urgent investigation into Victor Arwin.”
Kiaros cleared his throat.
Victor Arwin.
That name was like a fish bone stuck in his throat, constantly bothering him.
Earlier, when Luca mentioned it:
“I don’t know about Mr.
Victor...”
Namiah did not comment.
Rather, she simply changed the subject.
[Anyway, I was going to meet you.
Are there any vacant rooms in your accommodation?
How much does it cost?]
[What?
Residence house?]
[Yes.
I left home.]
– [Ha.
So you took my words seriously that night we were alone.]
Kiaros understood that there was nothing between Namiya and Luka.
However, if Namiya moves into the same residence as Luka...
He could already imagine Luca boasting, “The nights we spent alone in the boarding house.”
It was annoying in a weird way.
“Wait, about Baron Rawabi’s house.”
"Yes."
"Wasn't it bought with money from Namiya's biological father?
Make sure the papers are prepared correctly and transferred to Namiya's ownership.
There should be a paragraph stating that."
"concept."
The assistant responded immediately and raised the report in his hands.
“And now, about Viktor Arwin.”
Kiaros leaned his face on his clasped hands and looked at the assistant.
The assistant began the report in a clear voice:
“Victor Arwen, age 27, is currently on long-term assignment at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in the Emirate of Martam.”
“Hmm.”
“He is nearing the end of his term, and the Minister of the Documents Department has already issued an early return request.”
Kiaros already knew that.
Today he saw for himself Namiah writing that annoying document regarding her return request.
Of course, it was just one of the many tasks I dealt with.
'Namiya Rawabi is crazy.'
She was still working overtime, reviewing documents meticulously, and quickly dealing with new assignments.
'Totally crazy.'
He thought he was obsessed with work, but he was humbled by Namiya's seriousness.
[Aren't you going home?]
[There's no one waiting for me anyway.]
[……]
[I'd better work in my spacious and beautiful office.
You, without money, status, or ministerial office, better go home.]
In the end, Chiaros left the job first.
“He was a top student, but his parents died right before the Imperial Entrance Examination, causing his grades to deteriorate.
That's why he joined the Document Management Department...”
The assistant quickly continued his report:
“He was originally from a side branch of a baronial family, but he was adopted by Marquis Arwen, a distant relative of his and his godfather.
The adoption appears to have occurred because Marquis Arwen had no heir, and because he had known him for a long time.”
Kiaros, who was listening silently, asked in a low voice:
“What is his relationship with Namia Rawabi?”
“Ah…”
“Do you think this is trivial?”
“No, sir.”
“Does it look like I'm intruding?”
“No, no, sir.”
“That's right, I'm actually intruding.”
“……”
The assistant's face showed signs of confusion.
Then, after turning the pages of the report again, he continued:
“Viktor Arwin was the student council president during his time at the academy, and he seems to have had some interaction with Miss Namiya, who was four years younger than him.”
“What else?”
“Since the report was urgent, this is all I have for now.
Um, looking at the picture, he looks very handsome.”
“……”
“Victor Arwen seems to have special abilities if Marquis Arwen has personally adopted him.”
“……”
“Being the student council president also shows that he has a good personality.”
“……”
“Next, the Crows report.”
The assistant, unaware of any dissatisfaction, continued happily.
“They are actively tracking Cedric Rawabi, Namia’s biological father.”
“Did they investigate Baron and Baroness Rawabi?”
"Yes."
According to what Namiya told the Empress, Baron and Baroness Rawabi had information about her biological father and used it to blackmail her.
“They just put some pressure on, and yet they're starting to reveal everything.
But since the organization they mentioned seems like a fake, the matter needs to be investigated further.
However, the Crows are working on it, so we should have updates soon.”
Kiaros nodded.
‘For now… I will continue to appear in the documents section as a kibune.’
Even though he only worked there for a day, he felt extremely exhausted.
In fact, as he was leaving, Namiya said to him:
[Today was probably a bit boring with all those reviews, right?
Let's start working hard tomorrow.]
Those words sent a shiver down his spine.
Namiya continued with a bright smile:
[We need to prepare for the return of the Finance Minister.]
...What in the name of the Creator of Heaven is this?
And so, the next day, Chiaros found himself completely immersed in that “preparation.”
✧✧✧✧✧✧
It has been some time since I was appointed Minister.
Since then, the drafting of department documents has become completely organized, and the once chaotic office has turned into a tidy place.
“From now on, pay attention to security.
Immediately destroy any documents containing personal information by shredding.”
Even though I was the minister, all the staff except the intern were older than me.
So I always used the formula of respect, but I stuck to principles.
“Follow the guidelines for writing official documents.
If there is something you don’t know, ask me, or ask this intern.”
There is an important fact.
The trainee... was doing his job amazingly well!
'amazing.
Truly amazing...
He's a natural talent.'
Honestly, I wasn't expecting much.
But his speed and sense of action are unparalleled.
'I won't let this apprentice go.
Never.’
Although he was good at understanding tasks and documents, he lacked an understanding of atmosphere and context.
But no matter how much work I gave him, there was no objection.
[If the Minister orders this, I will obey unconditionally.
So don't think about anything unnecessary and just issue your orders.]
Kibun never contradicted those words.
Of course, sometimes his facial expressions would change and become dark, but if he hesitated even for a moment, I would raise my eyebrows as if to say: “Don’t do that.”
'Honestly, who's in charge here?'
Maybe it was because he didn't help me move the boxes when we first met.
As if trying to make up for it, Kibun handled an enormous amount of work without uttering a word, maintaining a deadpan expression.
‘Having a competent subordinate is really great.’
Giving orders and directions to Kippon became as natural to me as breathing.
The more orders, the more dark circles under his eyes became.
And there's something else too.
A week after I was hired.
“Hmm.”
Finally, he arrived.
As usual, Anastasia was the first to stand up to welcome the guest.
“Finance Minister?
Would you like a cup of coffee...?”
"Get rid of that disgusting powder.
I'd rather see the Minister."
The Finance Minister's face was clearly thin.
“Good to see you, Your Excellency.”
I said with a bright smile as I walked forward to greet him.
Kibun, who was standing next to me, looked surprised.
These days, he seems nervous whenever he sees my bright smile.
"It's only been a week.
I've been waiting for you."
I was really, honestly, waiting for you.
Seeing my healthy appearance, the Minister of Finance instinctively took a step back.
Behind me, Kibun cast a pitying look at the Finance Minister.
Comment and star encourage me?