The Sacred Manager Life - Chapter 83

"Do you believe in dreams, oppa?"

"I don't. But if a dream is too vivid or features someone I know, it does leave me unsettled all day."

I never believed in dreams until I met the divine.

But after experiencing prophetic dreams, I developed a habit of interpreting every dream I had.

I couldn’t tell Yuna about the prophetic dream, so I brushed it off vaguely.

"I see."

"Why? Did you have a dream?"

"Yeah, yesterday… I had a strange dream."

"What was it about?"

"Well, it might just be nonsense…"

"Just tell me. Now I’m even more curious."

When I teased her playfully, the golden light around her flickered brightly.

She must be happy that I’m showing interest.

"A honey jar? A honey pot? Anyway, there were four containers filled with honey, lined up from left to right in order of size…"

A scruffy-looking wolf walked up and took the largest honey pot and the one next to it.

It licked its lips as it walked away, but the largest pot suddenly jumped onto the wolf’s head, bouncing playfully.

Distracted by the antics, the wolf stopped in its tracks.

A moment later, something appeared before the wolf.

An enormous bear.

It looked terrifying, but its neatly groomed fur was oddly pristine.

The bear sent the wolf flying with a single swipe and returned the honey pot to its original place.

Even though bears are supposed to go crazy for honey, it didn’t touch the pot at all.

"Funny, right? You usually forget nonsense dreams like this as soon as you wake up. But for some reason, I still remember this one… It’s weird."

‘It is just nonsense, right?’

[How interesting. The ‘Gift of Dream Interpretation’ has reacted. It’s a new gift.]

‘Gift of Dream Interpretation?’

[I’ll explain later. From now on, your mouth will move on its own, regardless of your will.]

Just as the divine spirit said, words suddenly spilled out of me.

"The four honey pots represent the four members of Honey Pops. From the largest on the left: Yuna, Seo, and the two youngest. Since the bad wolf took two pots, something bad will happen when you and Seo are together."

"Huh? Really?"

Yuna startled, asking again in surprise.

Yuna, this isn’t me talking right now.

"But don’t worry. While you distract the wolf like the honey pot, someone as sturdy as a bear will appear, send the wolf flying, and save you both."

Yuna stared at me with a strange expression.

"Oppa… Oppa, is that you? It sounds like someone else is speaking."

Suddenly, control of my mouth returned to me.

"Hahaha, the dream was so interesting that I ended up interpreting it like that. Weird, right? Don’t take it seriously—just something I made up."

I laughed awkwardly, brushing it off.

Yuna also forced an awkward laugh and didn’t ask further.

What kind of embarrassing gift is this?

On the way back to the company, I asked the divine spirit.

‘What was that earlier? Why did my mouth move on its own?’

[The Gift of Dream Interpretation is a precious gift the divine bestowed upon Joseph when he was sold into Egypt.]

When Joseph was a slave in Egypt, Pharaoh ordered him to interpret a dream.

‘Seven fat cows were grazing by the Nile, but seven emaciated cows devoured them. Then, seven healthy ears of grain were eaten by seven withered ones. Tell me what this dream means.’

‘There will be seven years of abundance, like the fat cows and healthy grain. After that, seven years of famine, like the emaciated cows and withered grain. If you store food during the plenty, you can survive the famine.’

[Thanks to this interpretation, Joseph rose from slavery to become Egypt’s prime minister and lived well. That’s the power of a divine gift.]

‘So you interpreted Yuna’s dream earlier?’

[Yes, exactly.]

‘Couldn’t you just show the future through a prophetic dream or vision? Why make it so complicated this time?’

[The divine said changing the delivery method keeps things from getting boring.]

Honestly, what a fickle divine being.

Over the next few days, Yuna’s golden light noticeably dimmed, but she didn’t say anything.

Because of the gift, I already knew what was coming.

Honey Pops Dorm —

"Unnie… I’m scared."

Seo, the second-oldest, trembled in Seo Yuna’s arms.

"Don’t worry. I’ll stick right by your side, so you don’t have to be afraid."

Seo Yuna stroked Seo’s hair as she spoke.

Then, she suddenly remembered Shin Juwon, who had interpreted her dream.

Though it sounded like wordplay, his light had shone unusually bright that day.

‘It was so warm… Warm enough to want to hug him.’

"Unnie. Can’t we just not go? Why do we have to meet the investors? Shouldn’t the CEO go instead?"

"Manager Yoon said we just need to greet them briefly. The CEO will come later. Let’s go together, say hello, and leave."

Actually, only Seo had been called, but Yuna insisted on going too.

The investors wanted to see the girl group in person, but she couldn’t let Seo go alone.

A month of relentless complaints (+threats) from Manager Yoon Taehyung had worn down her resistance.

Even in her sleep, she could hear his grating voice.

The company’s struggling—can’t you do this much? It’s nothing shady. If we get through this, we can make it to our first full album. She’d heard it all countless times.

‘There’s no turning back now.’

They’d already debuted—there was no quitting.

A lot of it was their fault for not making a strong impact from the start.

And as the leader, she bore the biggest responsibility.

Manager Yoon Taehyung never let her forget that.

He kept emphasizing that a new investor could solve everything at once.

Stop relying on the CEO—we have to fix this ourselves. The investor will handle the rest—just flash a cute smile when you meet. It’s not hard… Just this once… It’s not bad… One meeting, and everything’s solved… Just once…

Before she knew it, the place she shouldn’t go had morphed into an obligation.

Crushed under these worries, she spent each day in exhaustion—until Red Blossom’s manager spoke to her.

The very person she’d seen in the video the CEO showed her.

The light she’d seen that day still shimmered behind him.

‘That light… It looks so warm to hug.’

It approached her, bought her delicious food, and spoke kindly.

If she shared her worries, it felt like he’d find a solution right away.

When she told him about her dream, he interpreted it strangely and looked awkward.

‘But, but still…’

That honey pot was her, and the bear who defeated the wolf—it had to be him.

Even if things went wrong, she felt like he’d appear out of nowhere to save her and Seo.

‘If oppa is there… I wouldn’t be scared no matter where I go…’

Buried under her blanket, Seo Yuna pressed her face into her knees and whispered his name over and over.

"Park in the underground lot, and they’ll come out. Be there 30 minutes early and wait."

Yang Seokdae and Yoon Taehyung were on the phone.

"Got it, hyung. But should I bring Yuna too?"

"Yuna? The tallest one?"

"Yeah. Seo’s too timid, so having Yuna there might calm her down. Yuna said she’d play cute too."

"Hmm… Fine. Bring her."

"Thanks, hyung. And, uh… the money…"

"I’ll transfer it as soon as Assemblyman Kim confirms the deal."

"Got it, hyung."

Yang Seokdae smirked after hanging up.

"Damn brat, so greedy for money."

I’d been in a bad mood since arriving at work.

Uneasy, nauseous—even though nothing had happened.

‘Am I sick? This feels just like the day Sera was kidnapped.’

[Yes. It’s a spiritual rejection. When something’s about to happen to someone you’re meant to save, you get this warning.]

‘I thought it only happened with cults.’

[Human malice isn’t much different from the warped faith of cults. Your spirit is pure, so it rejects these things immediately.]

‘Then today’s the day.’

[Correct. The Gift of Waymarking will react in time, so don’t worry about finding the place.]

"Meeting time. Juwon, bring the promo draft."

"Got it."

I cut off the conversation with the divine as the meeting started.

Since it’s a business dinner, the guiding light probably won’t appear until night.

Until then, work comes first.

I’m sprinting hard, following the guiding light.

Judging by the distance left, running is faster than driving.

Gangnam Station traffic is infamous at night.

My phone buzzed—Doksa was calling.

"What? I’m busy."

"Hyung! That girl group you mentioned—they’re being sent to a VIP meetup! I just found out!"

"Took you long enough. I’m already on my way."

"Huh? You’re going to Scarlet?"

"The meetup’s at Scarlet?"

The Gift of Waymarking doesn’t show location names.

"You don’t even know where it is? It’s Seokdae hyung’s place."

A members-only bar in Gangnam, he explained.

The innermost room is for VIPs—where most business dinners happen.

"Need help?"

"Pfft, you? Helping me?"

"Ah, right. My bad, hyung. Overstepped. I’ll just pray for those bastards’ souls."

His pride must be hurt, but he knows when to back down.

"Still, as your dongsaeng, I’ll show some courtesy. You’ll see."

"What courtesy?"

"You’ll know when you get there."

He hung up.

Somehow, that left me uneasy.