The Illegitimate Son of a Conglomerate in the Game Is a Genius Marksman

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Siyoon once had this thought.

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Does he have at least a little bit of the original Choi Si-yoon’s heart in him?

He honestly couldn’t be sure of that.

However, the moment he saw Choi Jin-seong coming up on stage and Baek Ha-yul entrusting him with a wheelchair, he realized.

Ah, Choi Si-yoon’s heart still remains in me.

His extraordinary brain grasped the situation in an instant.

And the moment he understood and accepted it, Siyoon couldn’t stop the distorted look on his face.

Contrary to the cold brain, the heart pumps out hot blood.

Emotions that were initially bewilderment change their color to questions and then anger.

“Bocchan, this is…!”

When Pil-wu tries to grab his arm, he raises his hand to stop him.

Amidst thunderous applause, Choi Jin-seong was seen holding the microphone on stage.

[Thank you for your warm welcome. Respected Hanam City, our Seongma employees. And thank you to Marc for giving me the honor to shine today.]

Baek Ha-yul was sitting on the wheelchair.

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Despite her age, she is still as beautiful as ever.

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Despite her very pale complexion, she had a smile on her face.

Looking at that, Choi Jin-seong opened his mouth to her with a softer smile.

“And, I am very happy to be able to stand here with my mother. Although not related by blood, I have always thought of my mother as if it were my own. Because he is the one who gave birth to my dearest sister, Siyoon.]

“As expected, the boss has a different distribution.”

“You’ve been taking care of my younger sister and her family by herself until now.”

“The other brothers said they didn’t even pay attention. After hearing that, I saw Jinseong-nim again.”

“I thought the Royal Family were just unlucky people.”

“Shh. Aren’t you careful?”

‘He’s my dearest younger brother.’

Choi Si-yoon’s mouth twisted.

[Does Baek Ha-yul think so?]

When the host asked, Baek Ha-yul smiled and took the microphone.

[of course. I am always grateful to Jinsung. Like my son Siyoon, he always takes care of us so that we can live comfortably. I think of them as if they were my real son.]

Can there be such a thing as a son who forces a mother with poor health to do such external activities?

At least, the health condition of Baekha-yul he knew was not good enough to just walk around in a place like this.

‘If you think about it, something was strange starting with Kim Kang-hun.’

Only then did he begin to understand what Kim Kang-hoon had said to him.

‘Isn’t this Siyoon? I didn’t expect to see you here. No, is it worth coming?’

‘What is it? Looking around together before the main event. Isn’t that why you came anyway?’

Siyoon laughed lightly.

‘I thought I came to see my mother.’

he took a step back Pil-woo belatedly followed him.

“Do, Bocchan.”

A voice he doesn’t want to hear rings in his ears.

“No, who is this?”

When he looked away, Choi Il-soo, the son of Choi Woo-hyeok, was standing there holding a champagne glass.

“Isn’t this Siyoon Choi?”

“…Choi Il-soo?”

“What are you doing? Isn’t this time when you should be drinking and drinking?”

Then he glanced towards the stage and made an ‘ahh’ expression.

“I don’t know how you knew… but, really, would you like to see it like this? right? know. I know everything.”

There, Siyoon grabbed his wrist as he patted my shoulder.

“!”

“Choi Il-soo.”

He said, raising his eyes fiercely.

“Did I not warn you?”

Choi Il-soo took a step back at the moment, but Choi Si-yoon pulled his arm again.

It is difficult to live above the ice-cold eyes.

“If you touch me, I won’t stay still.”

“…!”

Choi Il-soo tried to shake off his wrist involuntarily, but he didn’t budge.

There he couldn’t help but be embarrassed.

But it wasn’t because he couldn’t shake Siyoon’s hand.

It was because of the unfamiliar feelings he felt.

that’s just fear.

For a moment, he felt fear from Choi Si-yoon.

‘To this child? Is this me?’

he gritted it.

‘Goofy···.’

However, that thought was soon buried by Siyoon’s bloody spirit.

A different level of pressure oppresses him.

he gulped.

“It is the last warning.”

Siyoon let go of his wrist as if tossing it.

“Please be quiet.”

When he left, Choi Il-soo breathed heavily as if he had waited and held my wrist.

On his wrists, red-red handprints remained like bloody bruises.

“Mmm, crazy.”

‘What just happened?’

He followed Siyoon Choi’s back as he left the annex with his gaze.

He was like that at dinner, but now he’s even weirder.

Choi Il-soo’s high pride immediately stops Choi Si-yoon and urges him to get angry.

However, on the first day I felt that I was living and living, I couldn’t even dare to pursue him.

After leaving the annex, Siyoon and Pilwoo returned to Building 3.

The spectators all went to the event hall, and there was not a single sign of popularity in the white exhibition hall.

At that time, Pil-wu, who had been silently following him, suddenly got down on one knee and shouted.

“Sorry, Bocchan!”

“…”

“Did you know?”

“·····Yes.”

“Since when?”

Siyoon asked without looking back at him.

“Since when did Choi Jin-sung use his mother as a tool for his politics?”

“Bocchan…”

Phil Woo closed his eyes and said.

“It’s from the time you first started living in Hanam…”

“…”

A cold sigh escaped his mouth.

hundred percent. Choi Si-yoon’s mother. A person who was once favored by the chairman and appealed to him while holding on to the president’s crotch to protect his ugly son.

And now he was selling that smile for the sake of his son who was held hostage, for the one who helped his son’s downfall.

Even if you were born in a lowly place, you are a human being.

There will be pride and shame.

However, for Choi Si-yoon’s sake, she was willing to become a propaganda tool even though she had to take absolute stability.

‘under. There’s a reason Choi Si-yoon followed soon after he died.’

There was no way my health wouldn’t deteriorate in such an environment.

It was also unknown whether this was due to the inside story he did not know or the expansion pack. But now that didn’t matter.

For the first time, even though the setting of the heroic biography that he did not know appeared, he was neither fun nor happy.

Choi Si-yoon had never had a mother in her previous life. So I didn’t know much about my mother.

But he is Choi Si-yoon now, and Baek Ha-yul is his mother in this world anyway.

Whether this was because of the feelings left behind by the real Choi Si-yoon, or because of the guilt that he might have stolen the real Choi Si-yoon from Baek Ha-yul, it didn’t matter.

I just feel kind of dirty.

That one was enough.

“Pilwoo.”

“Yes. young master.”

“Don’t hide too much from me.”

“…!”

He looked up at Siyoon as if he was startled.

“You know there are few people I can trust but you.”

“···sorry.”

It was a look that meant a lot.

“wake up. I’m not going to kneel down recklessly.”

“right. It’s not your fault, Pil-woo.”

He turned his head at the sudden sharp voice.

“Because it is your fault.”

“Ah, lady!”

Pil-woo jumps up from his seat.

There was a young woman who looked exactly like Baek Ha-yul’s beauty.

“Isn’t that right, brother?”

“Choi Eun-seo.”

“Why did I say something wrong?”

Tumble, Tumble. Tall heels ring empty in the empty exhibition hall.

She of extraordinary proportions stopped in front of Siyoon Choi.

A slanted gaze looks up at him.

“It’s all because of you. because you are helpless You’re incompetent, so you’re doing that until your mother gets to that point.”

“miss!”

“Pilwoo oppa is a little shut up and into it. Can’t you see what I’m talking about?”

“!”

Siyoon’s eyebrows twitched.

Eunseo Choi.

Choi Si-yoon’s younger brother, unlike him, he was famous as a magical prodigy since childhood.

After growing up, he was active in the entertainment world with his outstanding beauty and skill inherited from Baek Ha-yul, and was recognized by the chairman, and took control of SG Entertainment, one of the three major entertainment companies.

Even though they share the same blood as Choi Si-yoon, who was incompetent from the beginning, the process between the two was vastly different.

But in the end, she too is an illegitimate child.

As Choi Si-yoon is soon expelled from her family, Choi Eun-seo’s position becomes rapidly unstable.

In the end, after the middle of the year when the competition for succession intensified, all of SG Entertainment’s shares were taken away and the route that ended up being used as a sacrifice for an arranged marriage with Sanghyun Group was an affair.

Siyoon looked at her younger sister indifferently and said.

“Choi Eun-seo.”

“Why, did I say something wrong somewhere?”

“You’ve grown a lot.”

“Ha, what is it? Are you trying to come and pretend to be an older brother?”

“You now.”

he takes a step closer In an instant, Choi Eun-seo felt that her expression hardened without realizing it.

“Are you ignoring Pil-woo as a mere seed?”

“…!”

At that, Eunseo smiled in vain, as if she was stunned.

“You-you’re saying that I just told Phil-woo oppa to shut up…”

“Choi Eun-seo.”

he hardened his expression.

“If you say such a thing to Pil-woo again, even you will get angry. You know very well that Pil-woo has suffered by our side all his life.”

“…!”

Eunseo Choi’s face contorted. Seeing that, Pil-wu stopped him.

“Do, Bocchan! I’m fine!”

“under.”

Taking a step or two back there, she muttered as if she was full of energy.

“I take care of one of my people terribly.”

she pursed her lips.

“Did someone like that bring the situation to this point? A family? Aren’t your family members?!”

Eunseo grabs my chest.

In the meantime, her mouth was spitting out words as if regurgitating what had accumulated over the years.

“Brother! While you’re that way and you’re drinking and drinking! Do you know how we were treated? My mother can’t even rest properly to protect you, and I…!”

She was speechless for a moment, perhaps recalling a bad memory.

“I···!!”

The bullets that leave his hand at the moment are silently placed in every corner of the 3rd tube.

At the same time, the sound barrier of the 4th tier unfolds.

Eun-seo couldn’t help but be startled by the movement of that faint magical power.

“Barrier···?”

“If you shout like that, you’ll hear all the annexes.”

“Now, wait a minute.”

She looked at him with a bewildered face.

“Did you hit this just now?”

‘That Siyoon Choi is magic?’

Eunseo’s eyes widened in disbelief.

‘Magic?’

“It’s true that I was incompetent.”

Step by step, Siyoon approached him.

“It is true that I was powerless. It’s true that you and your mother were addicted to alcohol and women while going through this hardship.”

Standing tall, he stops in front of my brother.

Looking up at Siyoon Choi, her eyes were stained with agitation.

“By the way, brother. Do you know what people like us must do to hunt monsters like Choi Jin-seong?”

Choi Eun-seo gulps at the sight of her brother who is so unfamiliar.

“You look more incompetent than anyone else.”

He said, turning to his stiff brother.

“As if harmless, as helpless, as if incompetent…. That’s how you hide your teeth, endure humiliation, and build strength little by little. When the time is right, so that we can rip off the neck of the most unwary monster.”

Putting his hand on Eunseo’s shoulder, he looked away from her and said.

“So wait a little longer until that time comes. No matter how hard it is, you will endure it for now.”

“If I endure like that… if I endure, will Choi Jin-seong collapse on its own?”

“uh.”

he asserted.

“Because I will destroy it.”

“!!”

And his plan absolutely needed Choi Eun-seo.

However, in order to give Choi Eun-seo even a little trust, it was necessary to justify the actions of the real Choi Si-yoon.

It was as if he had deliberately pretended to be incompetent and secretly sharpened his counterattack knife.

“under.”

She looked at Siyoon Choi in disbelief for a moment, then shook her head.

“Are you really Siyoon Choi?”

“If you’re talking about the brother you love dearly, you’re right.”

“What is he saying now?! Crazy?!”

“Yeah, that’s what I just said, but it gave me goosebumps too. I will apologize.”

Eunseo, who was sweeping down her arms with raised chicken skin, murmured in confusion.

“You said it was all acting? What about not being able to use magic? No, isn’t that enough to have to be an actor?”

Siyoon looked at Choi Eun-seo, who was babbling, with pity.

He already knew that he was a child who would die trying to protect his brother.

Because he had already seen Choi Si-yoon’s death countless times.

Among them, there were many endings where he died along with Eunseo.

his heart beats again

It was as if Choi Si-yoon’s remaining heart was crying out for her help.

‘I was thinking of helping anyway.’

Since he decided to live as Choi Si-yoon, he had no intention of neglecting his family from the beginning.

“To be honest… I don’t know yet. Even if I try to trust you now, it can’t be easy.”

“doesn’t care. You won’t have a choice anyway.”

“Why do you think that would be?”

“No matter what, wouldn’t it be better to stick with me than with the second older brother, as there’s no chance of being betrayed?”

At those words, Choi Eunseo was taken aback.

It was because she was secretly in contact with her second brother with a stake in Enter.

Siyoon already knew all of that.

Because this was one of the processes of Eunseo’s downfall.

The exact reason was not revealed in the game, but now it seems that he was trying to do something to protect his mother.

“Wait, how the heck did that!”

“Why, do you have a little faith now?”

He added, passing by Eunseo.

“A stake in SG Enter. Watch it no matter what. Because it is your lifeline.”

“…”

“Give my regards to your mother.”

He could feel her gaze following him, but he walked out of the exhibition hall without looking back.

Then, as if they had waited, thunder and rain clouds began to form.

Soon after, the pouring rain.

Pil-woo tried to buy an umbrella, but he declined.

The cold rain flows down the drain as if washing away the emotions that had heated up for a moment.

Returning from the art gallery to the mansion by tram, Siyun shook off his wet suit.

After sending Pil-woo to the room first, he just sat under the old pavilion as if waiting for someone.

Soon, managing director Choi Woo-hyeok was seen leaving the mansion accompanied by his attendants.

He checked his watch.

It was almost past 9 o’clock.

“Where are you going tonight?”

Choi Woo-hyuk’s footsteps, which had passed the pavilion, stopped.

“To hear you talk first, there are days like this.”

His voice was infinitely soft. However, Siyoon knows the knife hidden under the tongue.

“Somehow, it feels like I haven’t seen you in a while.”

“… You went to the Mark Exhibition? How did you know there?”

“Has Ilsoo been talking about it?”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“It was a coincidence. Isn’t that ridiculous?”

Siyoon let out a laugh. It was. It was just a coincidence. He really didn’t know Choi Jin-sung and his mother would be there.

Choi Woo-hyuk narrowed his eyes.

“If you have any other thoughts, stop here. I already know there’s something strange about your recent behavior.”

“…”

“Why, did you think I wouldn’t know? Even where you don’t know, my eyes are there. I hope you don’t ignore me too much.”

“Please. Would I dare to do that? To my mother, I am my brother’s pawn, but to me, my mother is my brother’s pawn.”

“…Fortunately, it seems you haven’t forgotten the subject.”

“It’s fine.”

Shiyoon slung his suit jacket over his shoulder and said.

“I can’t stand it any longer. I will come with just one drink.”

“Without an umbrella in this weather?”

“Why are you there? Sometimes I just want to get wet in the rain.”

Choi Woo-hyuk, who was staring at him like that, smiled.

It will be disturbing. I had to see my mother like that.

As he reached out to his secretaries, someone placed a small umbrella in his hand.

“Take this with you. His name is the president’s son, but can he walk around in the rain?”

Siyoon looked at Choi Woo-hyuk’s outstretched hand and smiled.

“…is that so?”

He received an umbrella from Choi Woo-hyuk. It’s very lightly, but my hand brushes with him.

“Then let’s go first.”

Siyoon opened a black umbrella and passed Choi Woo-hyuk.

Ignoring the gaze from behind, I leave the front door and head to the entertainment district.

Passing through the street where there is not a single solicitor, which is common in heavy rain, the place where you arrive before you know it is a live ammunition shooting range.

He opens the door with the key he received from President Kang and goes inside.

She must have been out, and it was just dark inside the shooting range.

In front of the empty waiting room, the power of the monitor that should show the situation of each company was turned on.

Watching the black screen broadcast, he places a wet jacket on top of the seat in the waiting room and sits down.

Then, with his head down, he didn’t even move.

With both hands clasped together as if in prayer.

pop. pop.

Raindrops fall from wet hair.

It was then.

[This is the first time I’ve seen such an absurd contact method. Was it a test?]

In an instant, all the monitors in the shooting range began to flash and transmit pure white screens.

[It’s not even a number, it’s just the IP address and date and time written on the note. Did you really do something?]

And in the middle of the screens, ‘Lesser Panda’ was drawn.

Choi Si-yoon’s mouth went up.

He opened both hands that he had been holding until now.

In his left hand was the pen he used for engraving, in the other a bullet.

And that bullet is still shining with subtle magical power.

-For the time being, pay attention to Siyoon Choi.

-Yes, I will.

-So, where did Director Park tell you to come this time?

-This is the mirror gallery in Building 3. They said that you can expect it to be prepared only with the highest quality.

-hehehe, I’ll relieve my blood after a while.

What is imprinted on the bullet is 4th tier dark magic. shadow demon.

It was a bullet he imprinted while waiting for Choi Woo-hyuk under the pavilion.

And the moment he received the umbrella from Choi Woo-hyeok, he hid the engraved pistol bullet under his hand.

At the same time that Choi Woo-hyeok’s hand touched him, Si-yoon handed over the shadow demon to him.

Perhaps Choi Woo-hyeok would not even dream of it.

The fact that his demon hides in my shadow and informs Choi Si-yoon of his every move.

[So, sorry. silver man. Shall we not get rid of Tongseongmyeong quickly?]

He took the bullet again.

[I’m a bit itchy right now because I want to feed those bastards.]

It was time to bare the teeth.