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IWTGHFW CHAPTER 3

IWTGHFW

Episode 3 

He really does have a scary face.

Good looks aside, the overall vibe is just intimidating. Now I get why, despite being adored by all women from noble ladies to palace staff, no one ever actually approaches him.

“Why?”

“You really need to fix that attitude. You’re the only one who talks to me like that.”

Even as he said that, Ron didn’t seem particularly offended. For a world with such a rigid class system, he really was surprisingly laid-back.

“This came earlier, from the royal courier.”

“What is this
? That golden envelope—don’t tell me it’s from the Audit and Oversight Bureau?”

“Looks like it, doesn’t it?”

What Ron handed me looked like a letter in a gold envelope, but it was clearly a warning notice. I recognized it because I’d seen one before when I (as Ail) received a pay cut warning from the same bureau. That one had come from the internal audit team, but who knew where it came from this time.
Anyway, nothing good ever comes from departments with names like “oversight” or “audit.”

With trembling hands, I took the envelope. Ron gestured for me to open it—as if he wasn’t the one who should’ve opened it first and told me what was inside.

“I’m not really good with budget stuff,” he said, scratching his head and smiling sheepishly.

I sighed deeply and opened the envelope. The paper inside was smooth and high-quality. I read the elegant cursive writing.

“An audit of the Royal Knights will be conducted over three days starting on the 25th of this month. Please make the necessary preparations
”

“Wait, the 25th
?”

“That’s next week.”

“NEXT WEEK?!”

Unbelievable. We still had piles of receipts to go through, and now this?

When it comes to audits, I couldn’t afford to overlook anything. Every single receipt used for things like unauthorized outings or personal expenses had to be flagged—not just the recent ones, but the ones from years back.

Let’s see. They want two years’ worth reviewed


I’m doomed.


[D-7]

Audit prep began by kicking Mien out of the office.
She looked totally baffled when I told her to leave, but I didn’t have time to explain. I just packed up her stuff, shoved it into her hands, and pushed her out.

Then I turned to the mountain of paperwork filling one side of the office.

I’ve only been employed in the Royal Palace for two months. Logically, I shouldn’t be responsible for receipt mishandling from before I was hired.

Right. If this were a normal Korean company, that might be the case.

But this is a world with a rigid class system. The higher-ups will gladly pin everything on a lowly employee like me just to avoid any personal inconvenience.

Every stack I sorted stirred up dust, showing just how long they’d been neglected.

So, day one was spent coughing and sneezing as I sorted two years’ worth of documents by date.


[D-6]

“How the hell are there so many unauthorized outings?! What was Ron even doing?!”

While cross-referencing receipts with outing logs, I ended up screaming and hurling my pen.

This one? Unauthorized. That one? Unauthorized. That one too? Totally unauthorized.

And all of them had been processed as if they were legitimate expenses. I had to correct them and submit revisions to have the costs deducted from this month’s salaries.

The knights’ paychecks were about to get sliced in half—but hey, not my problem.


[D-5]

“Ail! Why won’t you let Mien back into the—whoa! What is all this?!”

Some knight—who’d recently started acting overly friendly—opened the office door, only to immediately recoil. He almost knocked over a massive stack of paperwork and barely managed to catch it in time.

He stared at me, clearly overwhelmed.

What was this guy’s name again?

“Sir Happy, please stop bothering me and leave.”

“‘Leave’?! That hurts, you know. Anyway, what is all this?”

“What do you think it is? Audit prep, obviously.”

So shoo, shoo.

I even waved my hand like I was warding off a fly. He stepped back with a wounded expression but showed no signs of actually leaving.

Finally, annoyed, I gave him a look that asked, “What now?”

“My name’s not ‘Happy,’ it’s ‘Heppy.’ There’s a subtle difference in pronunciation. ‘Happy’ sounds like a dog’s name
”


Seriously, what’s the difference.


[D-4]

Even the knights who used to barge in to ask why I kicked Mien out had stopped showing up.

Can’t blame them—most took one look at the towering stacks of documents and noped right out before even saying a word.

“Just how much did Lynolf drink? If I removed just his receipts, I’d cut this pile in half.”

Okay, maybe not literally half, but you get the point.

It was that bad.

Lynolf, Lynolf, Lynolf.

If I’d known it’d come to this, I would’ve blackmailed him for something more useful.

Even that stingy bastard Pynens, who tried to expense a broken supply cabinet, had multiple suspicious entries.

Other knights were no different. Unauthorized outings, personal entertainment expenses.

What is it with these knights and their obsession with booze and gambling?

“
Who the heck is Rohail?”

I picked up a receipt with that name on it.

Since I was tagging every receipt by name (for future leverage, of course), I had the list of knight names in front of me—but no matter how hard I looked, I couldn’t find anyone named Rohail.

Even the list of retired knights didn’t have that name.

While I sat there puzzled, the office door suddenly burst open.

Only one person had the guts to barge in during this chaos.

“Ail! I know you’re swamped with audit prep, but—whoa, what is all this?”

“Careful, sir! That stack could collapse!”

“You’ve been organizing all this alone? No wonder they call you a prodigy.”

“Oh, now I’m a prodigy? You still assigned me here just because I’m a commoner.”

I didn’t mean anything by it, but Ron’s face turned serious.

Apparently, that did bother him a bit.

Not that I cared what he was thinking.

Instead, I held up the receipt and asked,

“Do you know someone named Rohail?”

“Rohail? Who
 Oh.”

“So you do know him? His name’s on a lot of receipts, but I couldn’t find him on the knight roster.”

Receipts under Rohail’s name were numerous, and the amount he spent was on par with Ron’s own budget.

If Rohail was a ghost knight, this could be serious. That’s basically embezzlement.

I vaguely remembered the penalties for embezzling knights: maybe suspension, maybe termination.

Better double-check the policies to make sure I don’t get dragged into this mess.

As I waved the receipt, Ron groaned and sat on the sofa.

I quickly moved my papers out of the way so he wouldn’t squash them.

“That’s Little Kashian.”

“Little Kashian? And I’m supposed to know what that means?”

Ron gave me that “you idiot” look again—the same one he made when I once asked what the name of this empire was. (It’s the Kashian Empire, by the way.)

Wait a second
 Little Kashian. Kashian Empire.

If someone uses the empire’s name as part of theirs


“You don’t mean he’s royalty?”

“Not just any royalty—he’s the second prince.”

So that’s why you called him Little Kashian. Then I guess the first prince is Big Kashian? What a silly nickname.

Still, what would a prince need with knight squad funds?

I fluttered the receipt again, showing I wasn’t satisfied with the explanation.

Ron rubbed his temple and said,

“Rohail Missi Kashian. The second prince is part of our knight order. He doesn’t actually train with us, though.”

“
Huh? But his name’s not on the roster.”

“You don’t just write royal names down casually. If you check the official records at the main palace, he’s listed.”

Ah, that makes sense.


Wait, no it doesn’t.

Why would a prince, who should be rolling in gold, be using the squad’s budget?

Is he secretly broke?

Ron must’ve read the expression on my face because he shook his head.

“You really don’t know anything about the royal family, do you?”

“No one ever told me anything!”

I don’t know if the real Ail had known this stuff, but the only intel I had came from my roommate, Rose.

She did mention the first prince being handsome or whatever, but nothing about the second prince.

Let’s think. Even if the second prince were a cheapskate, using knight funds like this would look really bad.

So maybe


“Is the second prince poor or something?”

“Ha
 Only you would dare say something like that. Be grateful you’re talking to me. Say that elsewhere and you’d be charged with treason.”

“I said it because you won’t kill me. I’m not stupid enough to say it to anyone else.”

Ron looked like he had more to say but just sighed instead.

“So in the end, there’s no issue with the prince’s expenses?”

“Hmm. Not really. He didn’t spend it on alcohol or unauthorized outings like the others.”

“What? Who’s drinking all this alcohol?”

Wait—he didn’t know?

I handed him the audit reports I’d compiled so far. He needed to see how much trouble the knights had caused me.

As he read through it, Ron’s brows twitched in irritation, crumpling the paper slightly.

Hey, that’s my precious document!

“The prince’s receipts were all for swords, repairs, or training gear. Sometimes food or basic supplies—bread, clothes, things like that.”

He didn’t seem like a prince. More like a poor trainee struggling to make ends meet.

It wasn’t hard to imagine the truth: a second prince, sidelined in a brutal succession war.

That painted a clear picture.

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I want to go home from work

I want to go home from work

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Score 10.0
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean

Synopsis

"What's your dream?"

Ever since I was a kid, whenever someone asked me that, I always had the same answer:

"A rich bum."

To fulfill my childhood dream of being a wealthy slacker, I’ve been working for 16 years straight!

Finally, I set my D-day and have been counting down the days to throw my resignation letter in my boss’s face...

"Ail, aren’t you leaving work?"
"I should. I really should
 but there's just way too much to do. Hahahahaha."

Suddenly, I find myself starting over in a world I've never even heard of.
And I’m a brand-new 20-year-old recruit?!

Well, it can’t be helped. I’ll just have to run toward retirement all over again!

 

A new office life begins, using my Korean work experience as my only weapon.
This time
 will I be able to retire in peace?

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