A Korean Office Worker Who Became a Nuisance Villainess in a Zombie Story - Chapter 152

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Elephant hide is remarkably tough.
Even fierce predators like lions struggle to inflict serious damage upon it, or so they say.
With their intelligence and overwhelming size, elephants have been employed in warfare by numerous nations—India, Egypt, and others.
Could human teeth possibly wound the hide of a creature so formidable?
‘I wouldn’t say it’s entirely impossible, but it would certainly be difficult.’
Therefore, zombies wouldn’t be able to infect an elephant either.
Without tanks or jeeps at our disposal, this is the finest means of transportation we can choose.
‘Creating wings to fly away’ or ‘digging tunnels to escape’—surely this is far more practical than such absurdities, wouldn’t you agree?
Yes, the answer is unmistakably the Elephant.
I nodded to my companions, whose mouths hung agape as they stared at me, and spoke.
“We ride it out of here. The Elephant that Pochacha used to take for walks.”
“An Elephant, you say….”
“Yes. It’s large enough that zombies can’t easily climb aboard, and it’s been trained reasonably well. If anyone has a better idea, raise your hand.”
“….”
“….”
“No one? Then we’re going with the Elephant.”
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“It’s enormous… and it reeks.”
“What did you expect from an Elephant Stable!”
“Can this really be called a Stable, Tangerine?”
Shouldn’t it be called an Elephant Pen instead?
Despite the chaos of the zombie outbreak, the Stable in Sodom Castle remained untouched—but instead of horses, it housed two Elephants.
“It’s truly enormous.”
Are Elephants normally this large?
It’s practically the size of a building.
The Elephants, who had been nervously sensing the castle’s anxious atmosphere, visibly relaxed the moment they caught sight of their owners, Pochacha and Melon.
“Oh, the Elephant is smiling.”
“It would have been difficult without Pochacha and Melon….”
“Indeed. Even dung has its uses, as they say.”
After making a remark that would have caused quite a stir had Pochacha, who was expertly calming the Elephant, overheard it, I surveyed the surroundings in search of the saddle.
“Aha! Lemon, stop that.”
Pochacha, who had been laughing with her cheek pressed against the Elephant’s trunk, gestured with her chin to indicate where the saddle was located.
She had seemed half-dazed from shock earlier, but during my absence, she had recovered much of her composure.
‘The reality of it all hasn’t quite sunk in yet, I suppose.’
Once we escape this place and reach safety, the full weight of what’s happened will come crashing down upon her.
“So your plan, Yusara, is….”
“We ride the Elephant, destroy everything in our path while advancing to the City Wall, position the Elephant there, then climb over and escape.”
“But what about the Elephant? What happens to it after we leave?”
“Without its owner, it will naturally head toward the Hunting Ground.”
Pochacha interjected.
“He’s been trained for it. There’s plenty of food there, so he can survive on his own until we come back for him.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes.”
“That’s a relief.”
“We have two of them, so we can split up and ride them.”
“Yes! I really hope we can escape this dreary City soon!”
‘I really hope we can escape this dreary ~~’ has become our standard refrain now.
It’s just like a company.
No matter what job or where you transfer, it’s all equally tedious. Everyone just wants to escape quickly.
“Once we climb up onto the City Wall, we can use a rope to descend.”
I replied while gathering a rope—the kind that’s always kept in a Stable for such purposes.
I glanced at Praha’s swollen red eyes as he secretly worked to befriend the Elephant, then began coiling the rope carefully.
He wore an expression as though nothing had happened, but his eyes were so puffy that even a child could tell Praha had been crying.
My heart ached.
‘Once we escape safely from here, I have to tell him.’
About my secret.
As I made this resolve, Yujein approached and spoke to me.
“Um, Yusara.”
“Yes?”
“About Aspara…”
Seeing Yujein’s kind face unable to continue, I instantly understood what was troubling her.
“You’re worried whether my Younger Brother, who’s somewhere in Sodom right now, has become a zombie?”
“Oh, no…! Not to that extent! The Minor Duke must be alive!”
“It’s fine. I don’t think it’s likely either, honestly.”
When I first heard the news that zombies had overrun the area outside the Castle, that was the first thing I thought of.
“He doesn’t have superior physical abilities like Praha or Cyprus, and he doesn’t know the area well enough to navigate it. He’s almost certainly dead.”
“….”
“But what can I do about it? My worrying won’t change anything.”
I can only hope that after parting with me, he quickly lost his money and got trapped in the Basement again. At least there, he’d be safe until the food runs out.
“By the way, Yujein, you mention Aspara quite often. Have you been interested in my brother?”
As I narrowed my eyes and asked, Yujein’s cheeks flushed.
“Yes, well… actually.”
“Actually?”
“I’ve always thought he was someone I’d like to have a conversation with.”
“Why?”
“Because he’s handsome….”
“…You haven’t actually had a conversation with him yet, have you?”
“No, no!”
“Then once you do talk to him, you’ll change your mind.”
“Why? He’s so handsome though.”
“Have you ever heard of a flower without fragrance?”
“Who’s a flower?”
“Pochacha.”
“Stop talking about flowers and get on. We need to leave.”
“So you and Melon are each going to be riders, right?”
“Yeah. As you can see, the Elephant of Sodom is huge, so we need to climb one more level to ride. The Staircase is over there.”
The rest of our conversation happened atop the Elephant.
“Your brother is that handsome? I’m curious. Do you have a portrait?”
“He’s probably already a zombie by now, so what’s the point of a portrait? If he’s still alive, I’ll introduce you. At least he’s around your age.”
“Yusara, you never mentioned introducing me to Aspara!”
“Yujein, there’s a very fatal reason for that.”
“What is it?”
“Yujein, you at least have normal taste in men. But this one—I don’t even want to call him her boyfriend—he’s fifteen years older than her.”
“Oh my!”
“Exactly. My brother is at least close in age to her.”
Of course, assuming he hasn’t become a zombie yet and completely breaks that gambling habit of his.
-A rare moment of Yusara’s age-gap poetry-
Age: Meeting someone younger…
Gap: …is refreshing.
-Yusara’s gambling poetry, reluctant to praise her brother-
Gamble: A gambling habit won’t be cured even if your head gets smashed in.
Smashed: Won’t be cured even if your head gets smashed in.
“You want me to date someone older? I’m sixteen! That means I’d have to date a child!”
“Perfect! Go to kindergarten and find your future husband!”
Register the marriage before he can speak! Carefully choose one who’ll grow up to be even more handsome!
“How dare an old man pursue a girl who hasn’t even had her coming-of-age ceremony! That bastard became a zombie, right?! Thank goodness!”
That last part wasn’t me speaking. It was Yujein.
“My brother is alive! When that incident happened, he pushed me and ran away!”
“What?!”
“He didn’t do it on purpose! It was an accident! He said he’d find a weapon and come rescue me!”
“Perhaps Pochacha should simply avoid men altogether.”
Cyprus, sitting behind me, mocked Pochacha, asking why she even had eyes.
Melon, Praha, Muffin, and the others sitting on the adjacent Elephant turned to look at us at the sound of raucous laughter.
Praha, whose eyes met mine, immediately made his appeal.
“I am younger than you.”
“…Weren’t you born just four days later?”
“Four days is a considerable span of time.”
“I see… I’ll keep that in mind.”
Even as we exchanged utterly useless conversation, the Elephants faithfully advanced through the Sodom Streets.
By then, the sun had already risen in the sky.
Beneath the midday sun, the devastated Sodom Streets came into sharp focus.
The Market lay in complete disarray—toppled streetlamps, scattered stalls. The people wandering through no longer cared for fruit or meat; they sought only human blood and flesh.
The Elephants, now without a Servant to control them, trampled the abandoned stalls with abandon and surged powerfully toward the Castle Gate.
Pwooooo—
“Grrrrrgh!”
“Kyaaaaaahhh!”
As we advanced with deafening noise and thunderous vibrations, the zombies naturally unleashed a barrage of attacks upon us.
“This is actually working….”
“Right? It’s actually working.”
The zombies packed densely across the path crumbled beneath the Elephants’ feet.
Whenever the zombie horde grew too thick, Praha would either shoot down the tent flaps leading into alleys with arrows or fire sound-producing arrows in the opposite direction to clear our passage.
“Don’t look.”
As we passed before the Alley where Aspara had vanished, Cyprus’s hand gently covered my eyes.
“It’s not because I was thinking about my brother.”
“Then what?”
“Things are going more smoothly than I expected.”
I had worried that the surging zombie horde might block our path entirely, leaving us trapped.
“That’s true. I can already see the City Wall.”
Cyprus, whose eyesight far surpassed mine, spoke while gazing ahead.
Yes, we were almost there.
But then.
Cyprus, his expression darkening, spoke.
“Isn’t that person Madeline, the Lord of Sodom?”
[Sodom Streets]
-Yusara, Praha, Cyprus, Yujein, Tangerine, MZ12345(Alive) +Two Elephants

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