A Korean Office Worker Who Became a Nuisance Villainess in a Zombie Story - Chapter 198

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[Characteristics of K-Dramas as Seen by Korean Office Workers (7)]
We restart from the scene in the previous episode that made us think, “What did you just say?!”
“Praha and I will stay behind for now. We just need one person to remain with us.”
“Wait, this helicopter is coming to rescue both of you… if both of you are staying behind.”
“If we stay, the helicopter will come again.”
“So, who’s going to stay?”
There’s nothing to think about here. Obviously, I should be the one to stay….
“I’ll stay, Director.”
Huh? I checked who had spoken.
The Manager, who seemed like he’d insist on leaving first, was raising his hand.
The Manager spoke.
“I’ll stay and wait here with the Director, so go on ahead.”
“Why…?”
That’s not the kind of character you are.
Just moments ago, he was pestering us about whether those two abandoned us and left, telling us to try going up once. At my question, the Manager’s gaze shifted away awkwardly.
“Well, I mean… if the Director and Cyprus the intern are here, there’s no risk of being abandoned either….”
“….”
“…I don’t want to ride with Yujein.”
Yujein was the first subordinate to ever hit him.
“What if she pushes me out of the helicopter?”
The Manager’s voice trembled.
“She hit you?”
Cyprus gasped beside me.
“Are you insane?”
He asked that. I pretended not to hear.
“It’s fine, Yujein.”
The Manager said.
He fumbled in his back pocket wallet and pulled something out to show me. It was a photo of a girl holding a soccer ball.
“It’s my daughter. I stopped her from playing soccer and we fought, so she won’t even talk to me these days… if I make it out of here safely, I want to apologize to her first.”
I have time now anyway.
“Actually, today is my last day at the company. You didn’t know?”
“….”
“If I just get through today, this miserable company is done. From now on, I’m going to stop acting unreasonably toward others and live a better life.”
“….”
“And treat my wife better….”
“…Manager.”
“Hm?”
“Just get on first.”
“Huh? No, I really should stay….”
“No. Don’t plant death flags like that. Just get on.”
I pushed the Manager toward where the Team Members were.
“When the helicopter arrives, you board first. I’ll stay behind.”
“W-well then, I’ll stay too!”
Huh?
Yujein, why you? I stared at her in confusion, and Yujein’s cheeks flushed red.
“….”
Better not to ask.
Cyprus, who had been observing the situation, clapped his hands together.
“Very well then. So we four will stay.”
When the helicopter arrives, we’ll send off the Manager and the Team Members first, then we’ll remain here and wait while eating the chocolate we received earlier.
That’s how we concluded it.
After that, it was a relatively peaceful time.
Everyone wandered about or gazed downward, enjoying their free time.
“….”
I sensed something was wrong.
‘It feels like the drama will end once the helicopter arrives.’
Are we really going to end it like this, leaving the four main characters stranded on the rooftop?
The love quadrangle hasn’t even been resolved yet. I glanced at Praha, who wore an expressionless face but whose features subtly hardened whenever I so much as moved toward Cyprus or Yujein—clearly harboring some serious misunderstanding.
If it ends like this, ambiguous and unsatisfying, then that would be….
Not a K-drama but an American drama, right? One that teases a season two?
‘There’s something more.’
My mind, honed by years of watching Korean dramas, issued a warning.
“Oh, it’s coming!”
I stared at the helicopter approaching from the distance, its rotors thundering.
“Here! Over here!”
“Thump-thump-thump thump thump thump… Huh?!”
“No!”
Sure enough, as the helicopter drew near and rotated, zombies began pouring out in droves.
“No…!”
The pilot turned into a zombie too!
How did it even get here without a driver?!
Where’s the logic?!
We’re all going to die at this rate. Praha blocked my path as I stumbled backward.
“Stay behind me.”
He said that while clenching and unclenching his bare fists—weaponless.
“Just stay behind me. I will protect you.”
Don’t be ridiculous—at this rate, you’ll die too!
‘This is the perfect setup for him to single-handedly defeat all the zombies, get tragically scratched by one at the end, reconcile with me, and then die!’
Even if this is a dream, that can’t happen!
There’s a finishing move for moments like this!
I grabbed Praha by the wrist and spun him around, then blurted out at the top of my lungs.
“I love you!”
“What….”
“Cyprus is actually my younger brother! There’s a secret about his birth that I couldn’t reveal there!”
“….”
“Anyway, I love you!”
A happy male protagonist doesn’t die!
Clear up the misunderstanding quickly! Change the genre! Make it a romantic comedy!
I was thinking that if the genre became a romcom, the male protagonist’s death probability would plummet drastically… when it happened.
“Seraphina Coffee!”
Along with egregious product placement, zombies swarmed toward one location.
Their target was Yujein.
Yujein, who had lured the zombies with coffee, kicked the incoming horde off the rooftop.
“A taste so good, even zombies crave it!”
“Kyaaaah!”
Thud!
Yujein finished off the last zombie with a punch, her eyes gleaming as she delivered the final line.
“Available at convenience stores nationwide.”
“….”
Only then did I remember a fact I’d forgotten.
The strongest among us wasn’t Praha or Cyprus—it was Yujein.
‘And in drama production, the most powerful person isn’t the director or the writer—it’s the advertiser footing the bill.’
Nothing can compete with advertising.
“Haha! Even as a zombie, they’re rushing toward coffee!”
“The coffee must be really delicious!”
So we all stood in place and took a brief commercial break.
“The pilot’s dead too, so the seat’s empty. We can all just take that thing.”
Without even bothering to maintain plausibility anymore, I pointed to the helicopter sitting intact and undamaged right beside us.
“Cyprus, you can fly one, right?”
Cyprus nodded as if it were obvious.
We boarded the helicopter one by one.
What, boarding a helicopter like it’s a bus at a bus stop?
‘What did you expect from this?’
Once everyone was aboard, I called out to the Team Member who had been quiet the whole time.
“Consomme?”
“Yes?”
“Come over here for a moment….”
Thud!
“Gack!”
“Kyaaaah!”
From the moment I first saw my Team Members’ faces earlier, from the moment I confirmed this dream was a zombie genre story, something had been nagging at me.
As I swatted away the last zombie crawling up from below, the one that had been about to bite Consomme’s ankle.
The helicopter lifted off, carrying all of us safely aboard.
“Phew.”
Is it over?
“….”
No. It’s not over yet.
I turned to look at Praha sitting beside me.
Ever since I suddenly blurted out “I love you!” earlier, he’d worn that dazed expression the entire time. I pulled the blank-eyed Praha closer and kissed him lightly.
“We got divorced?”
“…That’s.”
“It doesn’t matter. We can just remarry.”
When should we? His answer came through our touching lips in response to my question.
“Right now.”
A hallmark of K-dramas.
The kiss scene between the two leads that gets delayed until the very last moment.
The instant our lips—so familiar in their touch—met, music erupted from all around.
“Cut!”
“Thank you for your hard work!”
Staff members holding cameras and microphones burst out from various spots on the Rooftop we’d just left.
“Now let’s all head home!”
“But how do we leave? The Rooftop door is locked!”
“The elevator stopped too!”
“Jump!”
With staff members bungee jumping their way out in the background, I spoke to Praha, who watched me with the same expression whether in reality or in dreams.
“Let’s meet in reality.”
* * *
“Ugh….”
My entire body ached. I stretched in bed and woke up.
I didn’t want to get up. As I tossed and turned with that thought, I noticed the space beside me was empty.
Huh? I lifted my head and saw Praha leaning against the window frame, studying some documents.
The curtain, half-draped over Praha, fluttered in the dawn breeze coming through the open window.
‘He still likes sitting there.’
He used to do that long ago too. As I watched him with my chin propped up on my hand.
“….”
Now that I think about it.
I can see it?
‘My eyesight was originally so poor I couldn’t see that far.’
Now I could see clearly—the distinct arch of Praha’s eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, even the shadows cast beneath his eyes.
Noticing me stir in surprise, Praha quickly lifted his gaze from the documents and stood up.
“Are you awake?”
He strides toward me, apparently assuming I wouldn’t be able to see his face.
I spoke to Praha as he tucked my hair behind my ear.
“The candy works wonderfully.”
“Does it?”
“Yes. If I eat it just one or two more times, I’ll be able to see all the way to the Fountain ahead.”
“What about the dream?”
“Hmm?”
“Was it an enjoyable and exciting dream?”
I’m curious.
“Since I couldn’t be with you in the dream.”
Seeing Praha speak with such a serious expression made me laugh.
“Actually, we were together even in the dream.”
“What kind of dream was it?”
“Well….”
We had gotten divorced….
“But at the end, we remarried….”
Without a moment’s hesitation, he stepped forward to protect me, and I was so moved….
I pulled Praha toward me as he knelt on the bed with one knee, pressing my ear against his chest to listen to his heartbeat as I spoke.
“…and so we remarried, and the dream ended.”
“Then it must have been a very good dream.”
“Yes. Truly.”
Not working, just chatting and drinking coffee, yet still getting paid.
Even got to punch the Manager once.
And I saved Consomme in time.
Praha loved me, and I loved Praha.
It was an enjoyable and exciting dream.
The final hallmark of a K-office worker’s K-romance drama.
An unquestionable happy ending.
-The K-Office Worker Who Became a Troublemaking Villainess in a Zombie Story- Epilogue End.

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