A Korean Office Worker Who Became a Nuisance Villainess in a Zombie Story - Chapter 199

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[Bonus: Deleted Scene]
A scene cut from the dream that Yusara doesn’t remember.
#1. Elevator (Daytime)
Yusara, having returned to the Company, scrambles into the Elevator just as the doors are closing.
Praha, who had been watching Yusara from a distance and pressed the open button for her, now ignores her as if he’d never done such a thing.
Yusara: Why are you here?
Praha: Aren’t you getting in?
Yusara: No, no. I am getting in.
Yusara: (delighted) Really, why are you here? Why aren’t you going to the 11th Floor?
Praha ignores Yusara’s words.
Watching him, Yusara thinks to herself.
A moment later, Yusara taps Praha’s arm lightly.
Yusara: Um, Praha?
Praha: (sighing) Why do you keep talking—
Yusara: No, that’s not it. The Elevator isn’t moving.
“I think we’re trapped?”
She looked up at the darkened number display panel of the Elevator, then turned back to Praha.
The open button doesn’t work, the buttons for floors other than the 11th don’t work, and even the emergency call button is unresponsive.
“It seems like it’s broken for real… Praha?”
She grabbed his forearm, watching as he held one hand to his chest, cold sweat beading on his skin.
“What’s wrong?”
Are you hurt? Did you eat something bad?
“What’s going on!”
As she shook his arm and tapped his cheek insistently, his answer finally came, barely audible.
“Claustrophobia…”
“Huh?”
What are you talking about—the same man who willingly crawled into a sack to rescue me without breaking a sweat!
“Gasp…”
Goodness. It’s real.
“Just sit down here for now.”
I settled Praha, now breathing heavily, into the corner of the Elevator. I wiped away the cold sweat streaming down his face with the back of my hand and pulled out my phone from my pocket.
“What? Why is it suddenly dead?”
Outside remains silent too.
The Elevator stopped during lunch hour, so someone should be complaining.
What’s happening out there?
I jabbed the unresponsive call button a few more times for good measure, then knelt on one knee in front of Praha.
“I don’t know anything about claustrophobia, but what’s the hardest part for you right now?”
“Breathing…”
“Breathing? Can’t you breathe?”
I studied Praha’s pale face as he closed his eyes, too drained to even respond.
If I can’t breathe.
…Then I need to solve this using that method I just thought of, right?
“I know it’s awkward to say this now, but I’m going to take a moment…?”
I cupped both cheeks and sealed my lips against theirs.
The moment we made contact, the person who’d been gasping for air suddenly….
“Director, isn’t this a continuity error?”
Shouldn’t the zombie appear first and then the Elevator stop?
“If both leads are trapped in there, we can’t move the scene forward.”
“Oh, right. Damn it, I must be losing my mind. Hey, didn’t I tell you to stop the Elevator later!”
“I’m sorry!”
“Cut! Let’s go again!”
“Excuse me, actors? Cut! I said cut!”
Separate, will you!
#2. 18th Floor Conference Room (Day)
“Director, what do you think about throwing the PPL coffee while also ripping Praha’s shirt?”
As I move my arm, the shirt tears dramatically with a sharp sound!
“In a romance drama, the male lead going shirtless is basically a national rule, isn’t it? That’s how you generate buzz and boost ratings….”
Praha’s sculpted abs, viewers shocked! That kind of thing gets another article written about it.
“Oh, I like that. Yeah, go ahead now….”
“Um, Director. But that shirt is also a product with an advertisement contract, so the condition is that Praha and Cyprus wear the shirt throughout the entire drama.”
“What? So you’re telling me to film the shower scene with them wearing shirts?”
“That’s the condition, yes.”
“Insane. Is this a Confucian drama or what?”
Who in the world takes a shower wearing a shirt!
Does the K in K-drama stand for KO Joseon?
“Can’t be helped. We’ll have to substitute it with a water-pouring scene instead. Put some buckets in the Bathroom beforehand.”
Make sure the water isn’t too cold or too hot!
“But what is this coffee? It’s actually delicious.”
Mm. It’s good.
Seraphina Coffee.
#3. Warehouse (Night)
With no logical connection whatsoever, Yusara and Praha find themselves trapped in the Warehouse.
I tap against the wall, then turn to Praha with a hollow laugh.
Yusara: Why are we trapped here alone? We were all on the Rooftop just moments ago.
Praha: (coldly) I don’t know.
I stare intently at Praha, who answers so coldly.
‘He’s angry. He’s definitely angry.’
He’s completely misunderstanding. He thinks I’m getting close with Cyprus or Yujein.
I catch sight of the wedding ring gleaming on Praha’s finger—a ring that demands attention despite his refusal to even look my way—and blurt out a question.
“You’re wearing a ring.”
“And you, Yusara—”
Oh. So she’s calling me Yusara. A form of address I’d never heard before.
Praha closed his eyes tightly as if suppressing something, then opened them and pressed the issue.
“And you, Yusara—why aren’t you wearing it?”
“Well, obviously….”
“Obviously?”
“Because typing on a keyboard while wearing such an enormous ring would be inconvenient, wouldn’t it?”
Work still needs to get done.
“….”
He seemed unable to counter that. As Praha bit his lip and avoided my gaze, I asked him something too.
“I’m curious about something too. Why did you call Yujein to the Department Head’s Office earlier?”
I almost misunderstood because of that at first.
I thought it was still that eternal triangle between Praha, Yujein, and Cyprus.
At my pressing question, Praha blinked and answered.
“…Because.”
“Because what?”
“Yujein was originally an executive secretary. Her superior took her as a partner to a ship party.”
“He took her to a ship party?!”
“Yes. When she said she had nothing to wear, he took her to a shop and bought her a dress, shoes, and a bag to match.”
“My goodness. Is that superior a man?”
“Yes. He’s one year older than Yujein.”
“Is he handsome?”
“Yes.”
“That’s insane.”
A handsome superior one year older than me asks her to accompany him to a party and buys her a dress?
That’s….
That’s….
“That’s workplace harassment!”
A party with your boss! Ugh! Just let her leave work!
“Exactly. That’s why I was taking a statement….”
“I’m going to be sick!”
I leaned against the wall and bent over, and Praha patted my back gently. I thought he might dislike it if I actually got sick in this Sealed Room, but he showed no sign of displeasure, just patted me seriously.
Then he suddenly said.
“Your forehead is red.”
“My forehead? Oh, this.”
That’s from pressing it against the window earlier. I laughed sheepishly as I rubbed it.
“I was pretending to be Buddha.”
My eyes and Praha’s—his hand resting on my back—met.
From that close distance, I asked.
“Is the mark very big?”
Praha’s answer came slowly, deliberately.
“Yes. It’s quite large.”
“How large?”
And in the next moment.
A soft kiss.
Praha’s lips touched my forehead.
He pressed gently, like stamping an official seal.
“Larger than this. About… this much.”
Right beside where his lips had just been, another kiss.
“And here too…”
As I felt his soft lips brush against me repeatedly, I straightened my bent waist and wrapped both arms around Praha’s neck.
I called out to Praha, whose eyes had widened.
“Department Head?”
It looked like there were marks on the Department Head’s lips too.
“Let me show you exactly how large it is.”
I wasn’t sure how we’d ended up trapped together in this Warehouse, but maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if we left a little late?
The zeroth characteristic of K-dramas.
When the two protagonists get trapped somewhere, something good happens.
“Director, but where are we using this scene? There’s nowhere to put it.”
“Useless. We just filmed it.”
“No… this is such a waste of manpower…”
“Hey, hey! Keep it down! Praha’s closing his eyes!”
-A K-office Worker Turned Zombie Plague Villainess- Epilogue: The Real End.
(Everyone, please bungee jump your way out. Thank you.)

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