A Korean Office Worker Who Became a Nuisance Villainess in a Zombie Story - Chapter 154

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Praha caught Cyprus as he lost consciousness and collapsed.
Thud.
Cyprus crumpled helplessly, as if someone had yanked a string attached to his back.
“Your Highness!”
White light burst from Yujein’s hands as she rushed forward.
Her feeble healing magic floundered, uncertain which wound to mend first.
Praha, who had laid Cyprus on the ground, issued instructions to Tangerine.
“Tangerine, check the lower levels. First, confirm whether this is truly the Temple Cyprus mentioned, and whether zombies can enter this Temple as well.”
“Understood.”
Tangerine responded swiftly and disappeared down the stairs.
“Miss Yujein, please hold Cyprus’s legs.”
“L-like this?”
“Yes. We’ll lay him flat so blood flows toward his head.”
“Where should I direct my magic?”
“Check if his pulse is beating, then cast it near his heart if you can.”
Praha responded calmly as he unbuttoned Cyprus’s shirt.
“What’s happening?”
I asked, pressing my fingers to Cyprus’s neck while Yujein fumbled, unable to find his pulse.
“Did Cyprus have a chronic condition?”
“I don’t know.”
Praha shook his head.
As Praha nearly tore open Cyprus’s shirt buttons and spread the fabric apart, a broad, muscular chest was revealed.
Both Yujein and I gasped as we watched, my two fingers still pressed against Cyprus’s neck.
“…Good heavens.”
A divine mark carved into Cyprus’s chest. Two interlocking rings…
“It’s burning…?”
“What is this? Miss Yujein, do you know anything about it?”
“I-I don’t know either…. I’ve never heard of such a case…!”
It’s definitely not a chronic condition.
Is it divine punishment? If so, why? Why so suddenly?
I spoke as my mind raced.
“It seems connected to our entering this Temple. And.”
“And?”
“Cyprus seems to know why this is happening to him.”
Cyprus had always harbored an unusual dislike for the God of Indulgence.
It wasn’t the first or second time I’d seen him, who usually smiled through anything, harden his expression when it involved this god.
“There’s no marking here, yet Cyprus recognized what this place was the moment he stepped onto the Rooftop….”
“B-but… the Grand Duke entered this Temple on the day we first came to Sodom. Nothing happened then.”
At that, Praha shook his head.
“Cyprus didn’t go inside back then.”
“What…?”
“When emergencies occur, Cyprus, Tangerine, and I divide our roles. I remember clearly. Cyprus was outside the Temple.”
“Then…”
“Yes. It’s the first time Cyprus has set foot in this god’s domain before our very eyes.”
“…There’s definitely a connection here…”
“Then let’s get out of here right now!”
Yujein, who had been listening to the exchange, cried out as if she were about to call back the Elephant that was already disappearing into the distance.
That was when it happened.
“…That’s impossible.”
“Cyprus!”
Cyprus, who had been unconscious, painfully opened his eyes. His low, raspy voice had never sounded more welcome. I hurried to his bedside.
“Are you alright?”
I brushed the golden hair clinging to his chiseled forehead and asked. When he made a gesture of dizziness, I lifted his head onto my lap.
Even Praha, who would normally narrow his eyes whenever I was close to Cyprus, said nothing at this moment.
“Are you conscious?”
“Barely… Anyway, we can’t leave here.”
“Why!”
“Did you forget? The Temple is the only place that can be safe from the zombies. Anywhere else is dangerous, and besides… there’s no door, remember?”
Cough! Cyprus coughed as he finished speaking. When I removed the sleeve covering his mouth, bright red blood glistened.
“Cheer up a little.”
Seeing my deeply furrowed face, Cyprus smiled softly and rubbed the space between my eyebrows with his index finger.
His finger was cold as a corpse.
“I’m fine. I won’t die right this moment.”
What? So you’re saying you will die eventually!
“Why are we doing this right now after entering this Temple? Did you get cursed or something?”
“I said cheer up.”
“No, talk to me! Why are you like this!”
“I don’t want to.”
“Hey!”
“Sorry. I really don’t want to.”
“You’re dying!”
I need to know the cause to come up with a solution!
“Your condition isn’t normal right now—can’t you see? Your entire body is charring black!”
I shouted, pressing my hand against the exposed skin.
“Should I hypnotize you to make you talk?!”
“I don’t want that either…”
“Then talk!”
“Can’t I just not?”
“…”
“Since I’m going to die anyway now that I’ve entered here, I want to die beautifully in front of you.”
“What the hell are you talking about!”
Dying beautifully means living long and healthy, then closing your eyes peacefully in front of the people you love!
“Waiting in a Ventilation Duct covered in dust and sweat, your buttons all torn off, and dying like this—what’s beautiful about that?!”
“But my face is beautiful….”
“If you die like this, I’ll remember you as the world’s greatest poser for the rest of my life! No, I won’t even remember you! I’ll forget everything about you before a month passes! You won’t even die anyway!”
Beside me as I thrashed about, Yujein, who had been pouring magic at Cyprus, shook her head.
“The magic is working, but… my power is too weak. I can’t keep up with the speed his life is draining away.”
“Sister?!”
Just then, an absurd voice came from the Staircase.
A tall, handsome man was being dragged along, subdued by Tangerine. The man, who had nearly taken a blow while struggling, called out to me cheerfully when he saw me.
“Sister!”
When he had pushed me into a ditch and left, when was that? And now he was calling me like we were separated families reuniting….
Everyone probably guessed it already, but this was my younger brother.
Minor Duke Aspara.
“Hehehehe.”
How is he alive and not dead?
Cyprus, looking in that direction with eyes that couldn’t open properly because of the sweat, made a joke.
“Yusara, that’s one less thing to worry about.”
“Miss Yusara, do you know this person?”
“He’s my Younger Brother….”
“Sister! What’s going on! What is all this?! People suddenly!”
“What are you doing here?”
I asked my younger brother, who was chattering away pale-faced as if he’d already forgotten that he’d pushed me a few hours ago.
“Well, I!”
“Yeah. You.”
“I was worried that if I went back right away, people would find out I was an escapee and steal my money, so I was looking for a place to sleep for the night….”
“Looking for a place?”
“Usually temples are generous, right? So I came here, but there was nobody around! So I went into the Dining Room to grab something to eat, and that’s when I spotted silver tableware!”
“…So you stole it?”
“What?! Haha. No way. Anyway, I suddenly felt like I’d need a bag to carry things, so I was looking for one, and I just wanted to lie down and take a nap! Then suddenly people! But those people didn’t come in here for some reason?!”
“….”
“But why is Cyprus like this?”
When did he build such a relationship that he’d call him brother?
Aspara’s expression finally turned serious as he watched Cyprus breathing heavily and laboriously. Even a hopeless gambling addict would notice that someone was dying here.
Aspara, who had been rolling his eyes, suddenly clapped his hands.
“Wait, now that I think about it, this is ‘that’ Temple, isn’t it? Brother, is that why you’re sick?”
“What do you know?”
My eyes snapped toward him, and Aspara flinched.
“Um… uh…? Um… I know, right? Because Mother told me….”
“Mother?”
You didn’t tell me?
“I told you, but I asked you not to bother Cyprus about this.”
“About what?”
“Huh? You don’t know, sister?”
“So what is it!”
“Tell us.”
Praha, who had been watching from the side, interjected.
“Tell us, please!”
“Tell us, if you would!”
“Tell us!”
Yujein and Tangerine, along with the children who had been quietly rolling their eyes, all joined in. Suddenly the center of everyone’s attention, Aspara stumbled backward awkwardly.
“Um… that is… can I even say it…”
“If you don’t speak, I’m throwing you off this roof.”
“But I’m not even sure if what I know is accurate…”
“Just tell me everything you know. I’ll be the judge of it.”
Even as I spoke, the mark etched into Cyprus’s chest continued to burn in real time.
Aspara scratched his head and glanced nervously around.
“Um, so then. Sister.”
“What.”
“Everyone’s curious about what I’m going to say, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Then… would the Crown Prince perhaps lend me some money?”
“…”
“No, no. I’m not saying I’ll only speak if I get paid. It’s just… you know how things have been for me lately… I regret all the money I’ve wasted on fun. I feel terrible toward my mother too… I’m going to turn over a new leaf now. So just this once, to make up for it, as a final favor.”
I stared at my younger brother in stunned silence, my breath catching.
That was when it happened.
“…I’ll just tell her myself.”
Cyprus’s weak hand grasped mine.
“I’ll tell her, so don’t worry about his nonsense.”
“Everyone, let’s head downstairs.”
Cheese, sensing the situation, hurried her brother and Muffin along. Pochacha stood up as well.
“We’ll be downstairs.”
Pochacha tossed out the words and pushed the bewildered Melon toward the Staircase.
“You should go down and check on things.”
“What? Hey! I’m a Minor Duke!”
“So what.”
Tangerine grabbed Aspara by the collar.
On the Rooftop, only I, Praha, Yujein, and Cyprus remained.
Cyprus exhaled slowly and spoke.
“Yusara.”
“Yes.”
“Your mother and my father were having an affair.”
[Temple Rooftop]
-Yusara, Praha, Cyprus, Yujein, Tangerine, Aspara, MZ12345(Survived)

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