A Korean Office Worker Who Became a Nuisance Villainess in a Zombie Story - Chapter 194

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When it comes to K-dramas, romance is the first thing that comes to mind.
But there’s another genre just as famous as romance.
Zombie films.
“Zombies, you say…”
“This isn’t even a movie…”
“B-but we can’t just disbelieve it! There’s evidence right in front of us!”
“If you don’t believe it, Manager, why don’t you go open that door yourself!”
Yes, those were the lines of zombie film extras.
‘Under normal circumstances, most people here would have been infected by the zombies from the neighboring team.’
But I, a seasoned zombie veteran, had handled it.
Feeling a quiet sense of accomplishment, I examined Yujein’s footwear.
‘I’d rather not get tangled up and fall over because of shoes again like last time.’
This is the advantage of being experienced.
Being able to prevent accidents you’ve already encountered once.
‘Loafers.’
I would have preferred sneakers, but loafers weren’t bad.
At least they weren’t high heels.
I glanced around, but I didn’t see anyone wearing shoes that would be particularly problematic.
In the meantime, my teammates finished their murmuring and asked me.
“S-so what should we do?”
“Do you have a plan, Sarah?”
When were they cursing me from behind, and now they’re relying on me again.
Typical company people. I answered curtly.
“I’m going to think about it now.”
This is my dream, after all, so wouldn’t it work the way I want? If I wanted, wings could sprout from my back. A protective barrier could form.
Thinking such thoughts, I furrowed my brow and glared ahead, but nothing happened.
‘Or should I shout loudly? This is actually a dream! Like this?’
No, if I did that and people suddenly went silent and looked serious while staring only at me, what would I do then.
If zombie plus romance is possible, why wouldn’t zombie plus ghost story work.
I spoke to the people.
“After all, there are only two options, aren’t there? Either we go down and escape to a safe place, or we hide somewhere in the building.”
“That’s true. So should we escape quickly now? While there’s still nothing happening outside?”
“But where would we go if we leave?”
“Does everyone have a car?”
“L-look over there!”
That’s when someone shouted.
I quickly pressed my forehead against the window and looked down.
The Intersection Crosswalk was teeming with people.
Judging from this alone, it looked like a normal lunch hour or rush hour in Yeouido.
The problem was that it was currently work hours.
And people who came out for lunch wouldn’t be clinging to each other like this.
What’s clinging is this off-shoulder knit dress I’m wearing right now. (Ugh!)
“This is insane…”
I sighed as I watched the chaos outside—people pushing, shoving, running, charging at each other.
“I can’t get out there?”
“What about the Underground Parking Lot? We could go down there and just plow through them all with the car…”
“Ahhh! Ahhhhh!”
Someone screamed at that moment.
“There, there!”
People being chased by the rushing zombies came pouring into the path connecting our Company Lobby and the Underground Parking Lot beside it.
Zombies chasing after them with thundering footsteps.
Even knowing this was a dream, watching that sight made my skin crawl.
I had my forehead pressed against the window when I instinctively covered my mouth with a gasp.
“Ugh.”
So creepy.
I was trembling when I felt the warm body heat beside me.
Praha had come to stand beside me at some point, looking down at the scene together. When our eyes met with that familiar gaze, I found myself speaking to him.
“We’re screwed.”
“No, Yujein! That’s no way to speak to the Manager!”
Ignoring the dialogue that sounded like it came from an extra, I asked Praha.
“What do we do? Should we go up or down?”
If we go up, what would we do up there? If we go down, what would we do down there?
“We can’t stay here anyway.”
I pointed to the Break Room where regular banging sounds were coming from.
Looking at the state of it, the glass would shatter soon.
“…”
“…?”
Just as Praha, who had been staring at me without responding, was about to open his mouth.
Cyprus, who had been sitting perched on a desk a step away, spoke first.
“Got a message. They’re sending a helicopter to the Rooftop?”
“A, a helicopter?”
“From who?”
Who else? The Former Empress… no. The Chairman, obviously.
The faces of my team members lit up at the realization.
“We’re saved…”
“So we just need to make it to the Rooftop?”
“Right, we just go up, lock the door, and hold out until the helicopter arrives!”
“Let’s go! Before the zombies swarm in!”
Hmm.
‘I have a feeling. If we make it up and escape successfully, the dream will end.’
Just as I had to go down from the Artificial Island Villa and take the Portal before.
‘Here, I need to go up and take a helicopter instead.’
As I nodded to myself with that thought, Praha continued to stare at me intently. Why? As if telling me to look back at him.
“You have a mark on your forehead.”
“…Oh.”
I touched my forehead sheepishly.
Praha had already turned away.
“Do you think we can go without weapons?”
“Yes, I think it’s better to just go as quickly as possible, don’t you?”
“Still, shouldn’t we bring a blanket? The Rooftop will be cold.”
“And we need water and snacks too. We don’t know how long we’ll be there.”
“But the Break Room is right now….”
“There are chocolate bars here!”
“Yujein, have you been hiding those in a drawer and eating them all by yourself?”
“What? Oh, that’s….”
Good grief.
‘The Manager’s at it again. Don’t bother Yujein.’
I cut in abruptly.
“Shall we go quickly?”
I glanced at Yujein, who was holding up a chocolate bar wrapper with wide eyes and turning to look at me, her pink hair reaching to her waist swaying against the Korean office backdrop, and spoke to the Manager.
“Why are you saying she hid them? She just put them there. Does that mean Yujein’s carrying it on her head?”
“No, I….”
“It’s good to have them, so why complain? Let’s go quickly.”
Everyone stuffed a handful of the chocolate bars Yujein distributed into their pockets and lined up in front of the water cooler in order, gulping down water eagerly.
“Should we put it in a tumbler?”
“No. If we accidentally drop the tumbler, it’ll make noise.”
Cyprus says what I was about to say instead.
“Praha should be at the very front, and I’ll be at the very back….”
Cyprus, after checking everyone’s condition, arranged our formation. As he looked back at me one last time.
“I want to be at the very back.”
I quickly moved to stand beside Cyprus.
‘It’s not that I particularly like Cyprus.’
Of course I’d rather stick next to Praha.
‘But who knows who the villain might be.’
If the villain causes trouble, the back is better than the front for quick response.
☆In my opinion, I think the Manager is the villain☆
As I quickly went over to stand beside Cyprus, Praha seemed to glance at me for a moment, but I ignored it.
“We’re taking the Staircase, right?”
“Of course.”
“Can’t we take the elevator instead?”
“When you get out of the elevator, there might be zombies, and you’d be trapping yourself in a narrow space with nowhere to hide, Manager?”
“Good grief.”
“Manager, thankfully we’re on the 11th Floor, so we only need to go up to the 14th Floor.”
“Only the 14th? Only? Only?”
Whack!
“Ow! What was that?!”
“Sorry, you kept repeating yourself, so I thought you’d turned into a zombie.”
“Yujein, have you completely lost it?!”
I hadn’t lost it—it was just the kind of audacity a dream allowed me to indulge in.
“Sigh, I’ve seen it all in my life….”
The Manager, who had been muttering, fell silent as we reached the staircase. Praha pushed open the door leading to the stairs, checked above and below, and gestured for us to proceed.
We all moved forward cautiously.
Cyprus, walking beside me, lowered his voice and spoke.
“You’re acting strange today.”
I straightened my expression.
“Excuse me, Cyprus. Even if you are the Chairman’s nephew, shouldn’t we use formal speech at work? Let’s show each other respect in the workplace.”
“What are you talking about?”
Why would family use formal speech with each other?
I looked up at Cyprus, who was questioning me as if bewildered, at a loss for words.
Family…?
How could you possibly be my family?
“Cyprus, you don’t mean….”
“Don’t mean…?”
“My… husband?”
“Ahhhhh!”
Cyprus suddenly let out a scream, and everyone in our group turned their attention toward us.
“My apologies.”
Cyprus apologized.
As soon as Praha, who had been glancing between Cyprus and me with a warning look, turned away, Cyprus started patting my shoulder repeatedly.
“Sister, have you gone insane?! How could you say something so horrible!”
Sister?
You said you were the Chairman’s nephew?
How could the Chairman’s nephew be the Manager’s sibling?
…Unless.
“A secret about my birth?”
As I whispered this, Cyprus raised his eyebrows and nodded.
I simply laughed.
Hahahaha.
There’s a lot to laugh about today.
‘That’s right. A K-drama wouldn’t be complete without a secret birth revelation.’
I have no idea what kind of secret would produce a family tree like this, but let’s just say I understand for now.
I glanced at the group ahead and tugged Cyprus’s arm. As he obediently came down, I whispered in his ear.
“So what about me and Praha?”
What kind of relationship would make Praha look so cold?
“Don’t tell me our blood is mixed too….”
“Are you insane! Absolutely not!”
“Phew. Thank goodness.”
Right. Even when K-dramas get melodramatic, they draw the line somewhere.
“Then what exactly is our relationship….”
I didn’t have time to hear the answer.
“Shh.”
Praha, turning to address everyone, pointed ahead.
We must be around the 16th floor?
Someone was crouching in front of a wide-open door. Their head was bowed so low that their face wasn’t visible.
A frightened team member asked.
“Is that a zombie?”
“It looks fine for that….”
I craned my neck through the murmuring crowd to get a better look.
And I was certain.
“It’s a zombie.”
A zombie. That’s definitely a zombie.
“A zombie?”
“But it looks perfectly normal….”
The confused people all turn to look at me.
Under everyone’s gaze, I stated it plainly.
“It’s definitely a zombie.”
And a villain zombie we need to be extremely careful about.
Because.
“It’s wearing an off-shoulder top.”
There’s no way someone wearing an off-shoulder top to the office is just a minor extra.
[Characteristics of K-dramas as Seen by K-office Workers (3)]
The standout fashion of the lead actor.

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