Ch. 1
The life of a low-level civil servant is miserable. The salary is almost laughably low, but the workload is overwhelming. If a complaint comes in, you have to handle it, even if it’s in the middle of the night. If the complainer acts out, you can’t lose your temper. If your superior yells at you, you become their punching bag. If they give you more work, you become their slave.
But the worst part? This life wasn’t even one I chose.
Baek Seojin. An employee of the Superpower Assessment Department. Below average as a civil servant. Below average as a superpowered individual. The kind of person who’d make a perfect extra in the background.
That’s me. To be precise, that’s who I became.
“Seojin, there’s a dispatch request for you.”
“What? Me? Why me?”
“Who else but you? Is there anyone else in this department?”
There are plenty of other people, though. Why me, of all people? I wanted to throw the resignation letter I’d been keeping in my bag at them.
I wanted to, but with rent coming up next week, I bit my tongue. Even after being transported into another life, I couldn’t escape financial struggles.
Other people possess dukes or chaebols. If I had known this would happen, I would’ve read a fantasy novel.
“Where am I being sent? It’s not a daycare again, is it…?”
“The Academy. A position just right for someone like you opened up.”
“What about the person sent two weeks ago? Didn’t they fill it already?”
“They’re in the hospital.”
They went to an educational institution and ended up hospitalized? What does that even mean?
“Why are you still standing there? Get ready.”
I wanted to ask why, how, and where they got hurt. It felt like my survival depended on knowing. But my boss cut me off with a curt dismissal. What a bastard.
Before leaving their sight, I activated the skill given as my transmigration perk, “The Third Eye.”