A Terminal Healer Needs an Obsessive Maniac

The red wave-patterned sword created a rift leading to another world.

<Deputy Guild Master!>

As usual, Choi Gang-ho stepped forward quietly, slightly furrowing his brow at the voice of the From Hell guild member coming through the eavesdropping device he wore in his left ear.

<Please help just once!>

The plea from the head of the first human resources team, belonging to the management department, buzzed irritatingly in his ears.

<I want to help too, but the Guild Master is quite firm in his resolve.>

Choi Gang-ho’s sharp gaze softened immediately upon hearing the voice of his lover, who had readily agreed to install high-definition CCTV with eavesdropping capabilities.

<The only person who can persuade the Guild Master in this world is you, Deputy Guild Master!>

<I don't really have any special tactics either...>

<It seems that with just a little nudge from you, he could easily be swayed!>

<If the decision is based on a reasonable justification, shouldn't we try to follow the group leader's judgment as much as possible? >

Despite being bothered by the persistent nagging of the HR head, a contented smile appeared on Choi Gang-ho's face as he stood on the dark land of the Abyss. He sensed the will in Ryu Seo-ha’s voice to somehow support his position.