A Korean Office Worker Who Became a Nuisance Villainess in a Zombie Story - Chapter 149

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By the time I came to my senses, I had already burst out of the Cleaning Supply Cabinet.
I was far too important a figure to be trapped in such a cramped space!
Muttering this absurdity, I gripped the bag I’d retrieved with all my strength.
I ran.
As I ran, I swept my gaze across the surroundings in rapid assessment.
“Kyaaahhh!”
“Kieeeek!”
Beyond the Central Staircase, I could see Pochacha, who had already sprinted far ahead.
Her damp hair clung to her young face, matted with perspiration.
Dozens of zombies in tattered, threadbare clothing descended upon her.
Pochacha reached the Dead-end Alley and slowly turned to face what was coming.
The adolescent, realizing there was nowhere left to flee, made no attempt to resist.
My eyes met hers from a distance—her expression a mixture of resignation and terror.
I shouted immediately.
“Push back and escape! Don’t let them bite! Don’t let them scratch!”
Don’t get caught! Don’t let them touch you! Come this way!
As fast as you can! Don’t fall!
“Come carefully, safely, please!”
My throat tasted of iron as I added spells one after another like toppings on tteokbokki, whatever came to mind.
Would this even work?
Who knows!
It worked on Lime, so it should work on Pochacha too!
“Push! With all your strength!”
Then you’ll survive!
“Uh… uhuh?”
The girl, who had resigned herself to her fate and merely hoped it would end without too much pain, suddenly unleashed superhuman strength and shoved the zombie pressing its teeth toward her face.
Bewildered by why her body was suddenly moving of its own accord, she nonetheless faithfully ran toward me.
“Uhuh… uhuh!”
In the blink of an eye, a tear-streaked, youthful face reached me.
Unable to stop due to her running momentum, Pochacha rushed past me, but I swiftly snagged her and spun us both around together.
At the same moment, I plunged my hand into the bag.
Squeeeeeeeee!
My fingers found the doll’s neck and twisted it. The aggro doll began wailing with a piercing shriek.
I yanked the doll out and hurled it in the opposite direction from us.
Squeee! Squee-squee!
“What was that just now?!”
“Be quiet for now!”
“But my body is moving on its own…!”
“Just shut up!”
Squeeeeeeeeeeeee!
The aggro doll soared through the air in a parabolic arc, and the zombies’ heads turned to follow the sound.
Good, I’ve dealt with half of them…!
The problem is the other half still staring directly at us!
“Run as quietly as you can! They can’t see ahead of them!”
Still under the effects of my silencing spell, Pochacha could only open her mouth soundlessly. I grabbed her wrist and bolted forward.
Screeeee—
“Kyaaaah!”
Crunch!
Behind us, the sound of the aggro doll shattering echoed through the corridor.
My promise to give the doll to Melon seemed to have shattered along with it!
“When you get out of here, buy your younger sibling a doll!”
“…Ugh, phew! What are you talking about!”
“It means run if you want to live!”
Pochacha’s sweat-drenched body emanated the scent of pure humanity—exactly the kind of smell that would captivate zombies relying solely on their sense of smell and hearing.
The small golden bell attached to the choker adorning her neck chimed with each crystalline jingle as we ran…
Sensing my gaze, Pochacha instinctively tore off the choker and hurled it in the opposite direction.
Yes, well done!
Crackle!
“Yusara, this way!”
A zombie that lunged from an alcove beside us was struck by Yujein’s lightning and hurled backward.
Yujein, who had emerged from the Cleaning Supply Cabinet, frantically waved her hands toward us.
“Run this way! I’ll cover you!”
Crackle!
“Thank you!”
We’d bolted without asking for any specific help, yet they read the situation perfectly!
This feeling—I’d never experienced it among my office colleagues…!
“Gack!”
“Kyaah!”
“Argh!”
The problem was that there were far too many obstacles and hardships disrupting our teamwork!
Startled by a zombie that suddenly thrust its face into view, I sharply changed direction.
I sprinted toward the Staircase ahead, but seeing zombies pouring up from the lower level, I reversed course immediately.
“Grrrrgh…!”
The zombies that had destroyed the doll were turning their attention back toward us!
This is maddening!
Yujein continued channeling her power with a pallid face, but even she was reaching her limit.
‘I can’t go back into the Cleaning Supply Cabinet!’
The zombies had already detected Pochacha and me. If we retreated into the cabinet in this state, we’d all die together.
“We can’t go there!”
Pochacha, having reached the same conclusion, shouted the warning at me.
“Ugh…!”
I gazed up at the Ventilation Duct that Cyprus had torn open.
It was impossibly high.
What, did I think I could just jump, grab the ceiling, and climb through like some action movie protagonist?
Did I think I was the star of an impossible mission film?!
Even if luck somehow allowed me to haul myself up, there was no way I could lift Pochacha along with me!
“This way!”
In the end, what I chose was a small Staircase tucked off to the side.
Only when my foot touched the first step did I realize this was the Staircase to the Rooftop that Cyprus had mentioned earlier.
They say people being chased don’t think about direction—they just run toward whatever they see first. How painfully true.
Information I really didn’t want to learn!
Creak!
I wrenched the door open.
I pulled Pochacha’s arm and hoisted her onto the Rooftop first, then scrambled up after her.
“Kyaaaah!”
“Argh!”
Thwack!
I smashed the nose of the zombie gnawing at my shoe.
I couldn’t even close the door—I just ran.
“Where do we go from here?!”
“I don’t know! Just run!”
Praha!
You said you’d be here soon!
Get here fast and save me!
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I learned something as we ran together.
What was smeared on Pochacha’s feet was just a red velvet cupcake.
“Thank goodness!”
At least you weren’t bleeding all over the place as you ran!
“What are all these things?! Why are people suddenly like this?!”
“You don’t know?!”
“How would I know?!”
“…?!”
You didn’t know there was a secret Underground Level 3 Building beneath your own house?!
“Then why did you go to dawn prayers?!”
“Because they won’t give me allowance if I don’t!”
“Ah!”
So the Lord of Sodom is behind all of this alone?!
Was Pochacha lying even now, or did she genuinely not know, just like her younger sibling?!
“But why were you in the Servant Quarters at this hour anyway?! Gasp!”
No matter what we did, we couldn’t shake the zombies pursuing us from behind—we were screaming at the top of our lungs as we ran.
On the rooftop where dawn was breaking faintly, one misstep could send us sliding to our deaths.
Zombies chased us without discrimination, slipping and tumbling off the edge one after another.
Yet still, so many remained.
If I glanced down at the ground below, the fallen zombies—now even more grotesque than before—waited with gaping mouths for us to plummet.
I had to scream, had to feel the presence of the only ‘human’ beside me, or I’d lose my mind and miss a step.
So I kept shrieking until my throat burned, saying whatever came to mind.
“I’m trying to meet my boyfriend!”
“Your boyfriend is the Servant?!”
“Yes, huff, ah!”
“Wait! What about your engagement ceremony?!”
You invited Praha and Cyprus!
“Operation: Make my boyfriend jealous!”
“Don’t do that!”
“I can’t help it! My boyfriend is fifteen years older than me!”
“What?!”
I turned around without thinking.
Pochacha, being dragged along with her wrist in my grip, cried out urgently.
“Look ahead! Ahead!”
“Fifteen… years!”
I twisted my body to avoid a chimney I nearly crashed into, but my mind kept circling around ‘fifteen years old’.
Fifteen… fifteen years old… absolutely insane… That’s her boyfriend?
And then I realized.
I had been running in the opposite direction from the Watchtower.
The edge of the rooftop. Ahead, the Castle Moat of Sodom stretched below—studded with sharp wooden stakes to repel intruders.
I looked to the side.
The zombies that had chased us and fallen were still in the courtyard below, mouths agape, not yet dead.
I looked behind.
“Kyaaaack!”
Still a massive horde of zombies charging forward with gaping mouths.
Pochacha, who had been running behind me with her eyes barely open, seemed to grasp the situation now, her gaze darting between me and the zombies behind us.
“Kyack! Kyak!”
A young face that had lived far fewer years than mine.
“W-what do we do?”
The eldest daughter of a wealthy noble house, dating some man fifteen years her senior, sneaking into the Servant Quarters at dawn just to see her boyfriend, and now this—I stared at her foolish teenage face, the kind that deserved a sigh…
“Hey, promise me one thing.”
“What…”
“When we get out of here, break up with that bastard.”
“What?”
“Fall back, and when they rush us, run back the way we came. …Don’t get caught.”
Enough idle chatter.
I drew the auxiliary blade at my waist to face the zombies that had crept disturbingly closer in those brief moments.
The instant I blocked the first zombie’s lunge with my sword, I understood the truth.
This wouldn’t work.
Overwhelmed by sheer force, I released the blade and plummeted downward.
“Kyaaahhh!”
“Kyahhh!”
I heard the zombies waiting below open their maws, eager for my descent.
Pochacha sprinted in the direction I had commanded, faithful to my orders, and….
Cyprus, Tangerine, Yujein… and Praha rushing toward me from the other side.
Our eyes met.
‘I’ve never seen such a foolish expression before.’
His eyes were practically bulging from their sockets.
When he opens them that wide, he looks even more handsome.
Why did you take so long to arrive….
Liar.
[Sodom Castle Rooftop]
-Praha, Cyprus, Yujein, Tangerine, Muffin, Cheese, Cheese’s Younger Sibling, Melon, Pochacha (Survived)
-Yusara (???)

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