An Office Worker Is Good At Exorcism - Chapter 274

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Chapter 273
Part 1. The Three of Us Again (3)
The next day arrived.
“Manager, could you take a look and see if this is filled out correctly?”
Namgoong Min-ah from the adjacent desk showed me a Korean document file, and I leaned over from my chair toward her.
“You referenced the previous format when you filled this out, right?”
“Yes!”
“You did well. Just double-check that the numbers are entered correctly, and then you can pass it along.”
The office atmosphere was no different from usual.
At times like these, everything feels so comforting.
The factory suspected to be Goblin Ground, the Shaman’s Bell I’d placed in my bag, the spirit blade—all of it.
In reality, I’m just an ordinary office worker, someone whose life revolves around monthly paychecks and credit card bills.
But that’s never going to happen.
-Pant pant pant pant!
Baekseol, visible only to me, approached my feet with eager eyes, and I returned to my desk, pulling out dried sweet potato strips from the drawer.
“Oh! You’ve been eating that a lot lately, haven’t you?”
“Have some too, Min-ah.”
“Wow! Thank you.”
Namgoong Min-ah, her eyes bright with anticipation like Baekseol’s, accepted the dried sweet potato strips, and I pulled out a few pieces for myself.
Of course, I made sure to naturally drop some for Baekseol as well.
-Munch munch munch munch.
The sound of Baekseol eagerly savoring the dried sweet potato strips filled the air as Gwak Young-ho, returning from the rooftop, drifted a faint smell of cigarette smoke toward the break room.
And at that moment,
-Ding!
My phone rang, announcing that ordinary life had come to an end.
“Manager, you have a text!”
“Thanks.”
I answered mechanically and picked up my phone, only to see a message from Shin Yoseph.
He wanted to talk on the phone.
-Click.
As I stood up from my chair, the gazes of Namgoong Min-ah at the adjacent desk and Shin Jung-ah, seated a little further away, followed me.
“Kang Manager, where are you going?”
“I need to take a call from a client. I’ll just step up to the rooftop for a moment.”
“I’ll come with you.”
Shin Jung-ah grabbed her phone and cigarettes, then put on her coat and followed me out.
She didn’t say anything, but she’d clearly picked up on it.
-Click.
The moment the office door closed, she buttoned her coat and asked if the call was from Shin Director.
“Let’s head up together for now.”
I nodded in response and headed toward the rooftop with Shin Jung-ah.
It was during business hours.
The only people who would come up were from the Sales Team, and indeed there were two members from Sales Team 2, but upon seeing Kang Hyung-seok and Shin Jung-ah, they seemed to flee downstairs with an awkward sense of urgency.
“What’s with them?”
“They probably feel uncomfortable because of the recent performance competition.”
Kang Hyung-seok answered as if they were of no concern and pressed the call button.
Beep beep beep.
While the call connected, Shin Jung-ah watched with an electronic cigarette in her mouth, and Kang Hyung-seok gazed up at the sky.
It looked like snow might fall again soon.
The dark clouds gathering overhead were ominous.
(It’s me. I looked into the Factory.)
“And?”
(It’s strange. Did you feel anything odd when you were there?)
Kang Hyung-seok glanced at Shin Jung-ah and confirmed once more that no one was around.
Then he pressed the speaker button so that Shin Jung-ah could hear the conversation directly.
“Shin Manager is here with me. If you want to confirm anything, ask again.”
(Phew, neither of you sensed anything?)
Shin Jung-ah took a drag from her electronic cigarette and furrowed her brow.
“I experienced something strange, but I didn’t see anything.”
(The location?)
“The Container Housing that doubles as an office.”
(Kang Hyung-seok, what about you?)
“The Warehouse. The recently remodeled section.”
(Damn, so that’s why.)
What exactly had Shin Yoseph discovered to warrant such a reaction?
Kang Hyung-seok checked the firmly sealed rooftop door and brought the phone closer to his mouth.
“Tell me. What is it?”
(The Factory building itself is the problem. It was a famous location—why didn’t you know? Was it because of the road name address?)
“So what is it? What about that place?”
(The Odaeyang Incident site.)
Shin Jung-ah, apparently unfamiliar with it, murmured “Odaeyang?” with her lips alone.
She gave Kang Hyung-seok a look asking if he knew, and while he didn’t know the details, he was aware of it to some extent.
“It’s a cult. An incident where many people died.”
August 29, 1987.
An incident that occurred at a Factory in Cheoin-gu, Yongin City.
Thirty-two corpses were found in the ceiling.
The scene was so horrific that it was initially suspected the bodies had been moved, but it was ultimately revealed to be a mass suicide incident.
“Wait, hold on.”
Shin Jung-ah searched for the Odaeyang Incident on her phone and covered her mouth.
Bruises still remained on her arms.
Learning that she had experienced such an incident in a place where dozens of people had died, a chill ran through her.
(Though it’s called a cult, the deaths weren’t caused by the Rapture doctrine or religious teachings.)
Shin Yoseph continued his explanation in a measured tone, aware that Shin Jung-ah was listening.
(They had massive debts. The believers did too. Ultimately, they were coerced into suicide because of money. Even though it’s an incident stemming from a cult, it’s not on the scale of something like Baekbaek Church.)
Voluntary homicide.
If you summarized the Odaeyang incident briefly, that’s the impression it gave.
“It would be more accurate to call it a criminal act rather than a religion.”
Kang Hyung-seok added a comment, and Shin Yoseph’s sigh came through the phone.
(Anyway, what I don’t understand is that it was a fairly famous incident even if it happened long ago. So why did he acquire a place like this?)
“The Factory Owner had been overseas for a long time before coming back.”
(Ah… he got duped.)
Both Kang Hyung-seok and Shin Jung-ah felt the same way.
Now the situation was beginning to make sense.
The countless hands that had pounded on the tent.
The spirits that concealed their forms.
“I should have inspected the Factory first, before anywhere else.”
(Sigh… what are you going to do?)
“Now that I know what happened, I should try to resolve it. That way you’ll be able to receive your insulation material shipment too.”
(Ugh, seriously.)
“I’m joking. So what do you want to do?”
Will you participate? Or will you just observe?
Shin Yoseph didn’t answer Kang Hyung-seok’s question immediately.
Instead, he let out a small groan as if deliberating.
(It’s not a major incident like Baekbaek Church, is it? Can’t you just perform a soul-sending ritual and be done with it?)
Thirty-two corpses were found tangled together in the Factory ceiling.
Though shocking, it had happened decades ago.
Shin Yoseph’s opinion was that the Victim Spirits hiding in the Factory ceiling would simply need to be guided to the afterlife, and that would be the end of it.
“Something feels off because of what happened recently.”
The ceiling and the spirits.
It’s a similar composition to the Kim Il-hong family incident that occurred just before.
Perhaps that’s why.
One thing bothered me.
(What?)
“Let’s keep the possibility of sorcery open.”
A new factory was built on the site where the Odaeyang incident occurred.
And it’s crying out in pain.
That’s strange.
It’s as if the past was waiting to connect with the present, preparing to repeat itself.
‘The Goblin Ground….’
And the Goblin whose true nature still hasn’t been revealed.
That’s what troubles me.
This doesn’t feel like something a single ritual will resolve.
(If that’s what you think, then that’s how it is.)
“Will you come along?”
(I’ve already waded in. So Shin Manager will join us too?)
The moment Kang Hyung-seok shifted his gaze to Shin Jung-ah, she nodded.
She’s quite remarkable. In many ways.
An ordinary person who fears ghosts, yet she doesn’t back down when something becomes her responsibility.
“That’s what she says.”
(So the three of us are moving together again after all this time.)
“I’ll coordinate with the Factory Owner and set a date. Let’s meet at the factory then.”
(Anything we need to prepare?)
“Let me think about that.”
Shin Yoseph said he understood, and the call ended there.
***
Whoooosh.
Friday arrived.
Though the weather was cold, Gwak Young-ho had suggested having a warm drink and some makgeolli, but Kang Hyung-seok and Shin Jung-ah had to prepare to leave, saying they had an appointment.
“Managers, what’s this about?”
“Come on, Manager. Don’t you see we’re leaving together?”
“Huh? What?”
Gwak Young-ho asked in a tone that showed he had no idea, and Shin Jung-ah continued as she gathered her coat and bag, almost sighing.
“The insulation material factory. We promised to visit there with Manager Kang.”
“On a Friday night?”
Not just Gwak Young-ho, but Namgoong Min-ah and Lee Jin-pyung also looked at her and Kang Hyung-seok in surprise.
“Manager, aren’t you pushing yourself too hard?”
“The raw materials are arriving today, so we’re going to inspect them together.”
When Kang Hyung-seok answered Namgoong Min-ah, Gwak Young-ho exhaled a heavy sigh and gave him a grateful look.
“Man, really….”
“It’s fine. It’s not just about securing the contract—we need to ensure delivery goes smoothly so there are no problems for the company. Then I’ll see you Monday!”
Shin Jung-ah bowed slightly and was about to leave when Gwak Young-ho shifted his gaze to Kang Hyung-seok.
“Manager Kang, don’t push yourself too hard!”
“Yes, understood.”
“Just bring back the contract and I’ll buy you dinner! Got it?”
“Yes! Thank you.”
Kang Hyung-seok smiled and left the office with Shin Jung-ah.
Almost immediately after, his expression grew serious.
“This isn’t going to be easy.”
“Let’s start by heading there.”
“Right.”
Kang Hyung-seok headed to the Underground Parking Lot with Shin Jung-ah and departed immediately.
It wasn’t the Factory where Lee Jung-woon was waiting with bated breath.
First, it was Kang Hyung-seok’s House.
Vroom.
“Shin Yoseph is coming with us, right?”
“Yes. We thought it would be better than going separately.”
“Mm.”
Shin Jung-ah exhaled through her nose, and Kang Hyung-seok activated the heating function on the passenger seat.
When we arrived at the house, Shin Yoseph was waiting as expected.
Even wearing a long padding coat that reached down to his knees, it was unmistakable.
What he was wearing underneath.
A pristine white Roman collar peeked through the slightly open zipper.
Click.
“Have you been waiting long?”
“Just got here. I was buying what you asked for.”
“Sorry. Just send me the receipt later.”
“Buy proper food with it.”
Shin Yoseph replied with a tone that carried subtle emotion, and Kang Hyung-seok checked the trunk once before returning to the car.
Rumble.
Shin Yoseph’s car followed behind Kang Hyung-seok’s, trailing like a shadow.
The Goblin Ground.
And to the site where a horrific incident had occurred decades ago.
To the Factory where Lee Jung-woon waited with anxious anticipation.

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