A Korean Office Worker Who Became a Nuisance Villainess in a Zombie Story - Chapter 41

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Chapter 7. The Weapon That Never Breaks
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[Topic > Bling Bling]
[Yusara’s Imaginary Message Board]
Title: Is there anyone here whose commute is harder than mine?ㅠㅠ
Content: I see some people saying their round trip takes four hours
and others standing for 30 minutes on the Line 9 express
everyone saying their commute is absolutely brutal
I’m on a different level.
literally a different dimension—that’s where I have to commute from
Even zombies have to be dealt with before I can go to work… haha
because I haven’t solved the zombie problem yet, I haven’t been able to commute for ten days
they won’t count this as paid leave, right?
As long as I don’t get fired when I go to work… that would be nice… haha
my life is a mess….
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I thought I’d possessed a villainess.
Turns out that villainess was me.
The shock of realizing I’d been making a soul-wagering bet without even knowing it.
It’s absurd.
Truly bewildering.
‘I mean, I didn’t even want to go to work in the first place, and now I have to hunt zombies just to commute?’
Life really isn’t easy….
‘Think positive. At least hunting zombies is better than suddenly possessing an idol trainee and having to debut, right?’
Choosing zombies over debut makes me an introvert.
I’ve recovered my memories, but I still don’t know why zombies appeared in this world.
I shouted “God of Light!” into the void hoping the god who sent me back would give me a hint, but I was ignored.
‘The God of Light, they said.’
The god who governs dimensions and portals.
I’ll investigate this god slowly.
Counting my life as a villainess who died as the first cycle, my life as an office worker who was dragged here as the second cycle, and this restarted life as the third cycle.
What’s different about my life now in the third cycle compared to the first.
1. I can see the souls trapped in zombie bodies as red stones.
2. Yujein has awakened her abilities.
‘In the first cycle, Yujein never awakened, and everyone at the Villa died.’
But now I can see souls and I have the awakened Yujein by my side.
With this, I’ll save people, and in the process prove that I’ve ‘changed’ to win the bet with the god.
Then I’ll use the wish I get from winning to cleanly return—to Earth!
To my second cycle of life!
Q. Why do I have to go back anyway? Can’t I just live here? I’ve recovered my memories, and I’m nobility?
A. Do you want to live as a notorious villainess in a household that’s clearly doomed to collapse—with a mansion already mortgaged to the Bank—alongside a gaslighting mother and a gambling-addicted Younger Brother?
People everywhere curse you day in and day out, you have no friends, and they all pray for my downfall—and on top of that, the family’s actually going to ruin soon!
When the house falls, I’d have to work as a tutor just to survive, but I didn’t even finish school!
Most critically.
‘There are zombies here!’
“I really, truly hate this….”
I want to clock out of this world right now—no, I want to resign entirely.
-Yusara’s Resignation Poem-
Resign: I want to clock out!
Sign: But I can’t….
‘The God of Light’s condition to prove I’ve changed is frustratingly abstract.’
Even if I wanted to press for more details about the condition, I can’t communicate with the God of Light.
So I’ll just go ahead.
That’s why I’m at the Imperial Palace now.
As an official member of the Zombie Incident Investigation Team.
The broad courtyard before the main gate, where we were preparing to depart, was in disarray.
Since the zombie incident was classified, our expedition was officially announced as Crown Prince Praha taking his friends on a leisurely tour of the Empire.
The fact that I was included in that made people briefly puzzled.
But they quickly convinced themselves that I must have forced my way in.
“I’ll conduct a final inspection of the carriages!”
“We already completed the inspection at dawn!”
“That was dawn! It’s morning now!”
Among the Crown Prince’s impeccably dressed Attendants bustling about moving things and setting them down.
Praha was giving instructions to an Attendant standing beside him.
Dressed in black clothing that covered my entire body, as we had agreed beforehand.
A harness across my chest, a thigh garter on my left thigh.
“….”
The leather belt wrapped around my firm thigh was pulling the muscle taut beneath the fabric.
I found myself staring blankly at the thigh garter where the short sword was secured.
Then I looked away.
‘This isn’t the time to be captivated by physique. Get your head in the game.’
Having finished his conversation, Praha approached me and spoke.
“I don’t see the Grand Duke’s House knights. Did you not bring them?”
“No.”
Praha had permitted me to bring a few Guard Knights for my protection as a civilian.
But I came alone.
‘What good would bringing them do except have me use them as a human shield?’
“It will be dangerous.”
“That’s exactly why I’m worried. Please protect me. I’m begging you.”
“Yes.”
“….”
“….”
Why are you answering so matter-of-factly?
“Yujein and the Grand Duke, you mean?”
“Here they come.”
“My Lady!”
Yujein came rushing over the moment the words left my mouth, flashing me a brilliant smile. Behind her, Cyprus strolled leisurely into view.
Cyprus was also wearing a black H-shaped harness over his shirt.
Even bundled up like that, it was somehow embarrassing to look at.
‘Do they have no awareness of their own physiques?’
Was the harness such a remarkably useful combat item that I’d been ignorant of it all this time?
“It’s been so long, my Lady! How are you feeling?”
“Well enough, thanks to you.”
I asked if she’d received the letter I sent, expressed my worry. I’d heard she’d officially become a Saint now—my congratulations.
After exchanging various pleasantries with Yujein for the first time in ages, I turned my attention to Cyprus.
“Your arm has healed completely.”
“Yes. Though the muscle seems to have atrophied somewhat.”
“The sleeve fits snugly, though.”
“If you feel it, it’s not so bad. Would you like to touch it?”
“What? No!”
“Why not? Go ahead, feel it.”
“That’s enough.”
Praha cut off Cyprus’s nonsense as he extended his forearm toward me playfully.
“We don’t have time.”
“Right, right. Then go feel it yourself. My Lady, just wait a moment.”
‘I don’t want to touch it….’
Now that I thought about it, I hadn’t heard where we were headed.
I asked Praha, who grabbed Cyprus’s arm—(Ow, ow, ow!)—and dragged him out of my line of sight, whether he was offering to feel it himself instead.
“So we’re going back to that Villa again?”
Praha shook his head.
“We’re going to a different region.”
“A different region?”
“In the Central Empire, there are two regions from which we’ve received no word since the incident. The tribute merchant ships that should have passed through those two regions haven’t arrived either.”
We would go to those two regions where communication had ceased, search for witnesses, and investigate the cause of the situation.
Praha, having finally shoved Cyprus aside—(Hey!)—explained further.
“But there’s somewhere we need to go first.”
“Where?”
“Promé.”
“Promé?”
Promé was a region you reached by taking a train from the Capital for about a day, then traveling by carriage for quite some distance from there.
A small town without a train station.
Hemmed in by towering mountains and lacking rivers for transport, it was inconvenient to reach—though naturally it had a Local Lord governing it, but he didn’t belong to the Central Empire’s noble faction either.
The nobles simply hadn’t included him. He was just a minor nobleman after all.
‘Playing at nobility among commoners, that’s all.’
In short, a place with nothing worth seeing.
So why go there at all?
“Because there’s an ancient labyrinth left behind by the God of Light in that place.”
My eyes snapped open at the mention of the God of Light.
“The God of Light?”
“Yes. According to a professor at the Imperial University, the ancient labyrinth contains sacred relics left by the God who was its master. We intend to find the sacred relics of the God of Light that Yujein serves and strengthen her divine power.”
I spun around to look at Yujein.
“Yujein, you were a priestess serving the God of Light?”
“Huh? Y-yes!”
“Wow.”
I’d been wasting time when I had someone right beside me with a direct line to the God of Light!
“Then perhaps…”
Can you speak with the God now? If so, introduce me. I was about to ask outright but stopped myself.
‘I can speak with them, but why would you ask that?’
What would I even say?
Better to gather information first, then make my request.
“No, that’s not it.”
Noticing that I’d trailed off and was circling around the destination, Praha apparently thought I disliked it and offered an explanation.
“The strongest among us is Yujein. Kypreos and I have roles closer to supporting her so she won’t be attacked while she exercises her divine power.”
“I know. I know.”
Tanks: Praha (S), Kypreos (S).
Damage dealer: Yujein (S+).
Freeloader: Me (F).
That’s our party composition.
Yujein landing one lightning strike was far more effective for zombie extermination than Praha and Kypreos swinging their swords all day.
Therefore, increasing Yujein’s attack power was the best way to raise our survival rate.
The Investigation Team work was urgent, but the more urgent it was, the more we needed to prepare properly.
“I’m not so foolish as to not understand that.”
As I waved my hand dismissively, Praha stared at me intently.
“And I will protect the Grand Duke.”
He confirmed it once more.
How reassuring.
“If the opportunity arises, I’ll protect you too.”
“If the Grand Duke reaches a point where you need to protect me, it means the situation has become dire. In that case, abandon me and flee.”
“Really now.”
That’s not going to happen.
“So we’re taking a Portal?”
“We’ll be taking the train. Neither Promé, where we’re headed, nor the two regions we’ve lost contact with have Portal-equipped cities.”
For the record, this Investigation Team was nothing like the adventure I’d imagined—everyone marching along with their own gear on their backs.
We’d travel by train or carriage, switching horses at each city, and lodge not at inns but in the castles of regional Local Lords.
They’d even sent someone ahead to the Promé region beforehand to ensure the Local Lord’s family would come to greet us.
The Emperor had just offered to provide Praha with thirty Guard Knights, twelve Attendants, and three cooks—which Praha had promptly declined.
It was less an adventure and more a royal procession.
“Well then.”
“Let’s head to the train station.”
“Yes….”
I replied with a lukewarm tone, recalling some zombie film that came out in 2016.
The genre was zombies, and boarding a train just felt unsettling.
I’m not the only one who feels this way, right?
“What if a moving corpse appears on the train?”
“We’ll derail the train, have it explode, and then jump off with the survivors.”
“That’s just perfect….”
After running through every conceivable scenario that could happen on a train, we arrived at the Capital Central Station.
A platform that resembled a glass greenhouse.
Baang—
A horn blast so loud it made my ears ring, and trains painted in crimson and gold.
Crowds of people bustling back and forth.
“Your Highness!”
An Imperial Knight who’d been waiting for us came rushing over.
Our newest companion.
[(Temporary Safe Zone) Capital Central Station]
– Yusara, Praha, Cyprus, Yujein, ???(Alive)

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