Exorcism Specialist Company: Ghost Soul Trading - Chapter 59

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Chapter 59

‘Alone. I’ll handle this job alone.’
With a tense expression, I stepped into the elevator and descended.
Since Seung-hun drove me to work every morning, I needed to contact him if I was going out on a field assignment by myself.
The moment I called, Seung-hun answered as if he’d been waiting.

[Yes, I’ve got your call, Young Master.]

“Ah, driver. I need to go to Gyeongbuk for a field assignment. Where’s the car?”

[Oh! You’re heading out? I’ll drive you right away.]

“It’s quite far. I need to get to Gyeongbuk by 8 PM.”

[My goodness. I’ll drive you there. That’s my job, after all. I’m in the First Floor lobby right now. Come on down.]

“Really? Well, understood.”
I hung up and glanced at the elevator’s LED display.
We’d already arrived at the First Floor.

[First Floor.]

As the announcement chimed and the doors slid open, I spotted Seung-hun approaching briskly from the lobby.
It seemed he had been heading toward the elevator the moment he hung up the phone.
“This is my job, sir. You’re going all the way to Gyeongbuk? We need to head to Andong.”
Mando High School, the location of the request, was a small high school situated in Andong, Gyeongbuk.
“My duty is to attend to you, sir. Please wait briefly at the Entrance Hall. I’ll bring the car around momentarily.”
Seung-hun hurried off in a rush.
I felt a wave of awkwardness wash over me, scratching my head as I made my way to the Entrance Hall.
Then I waited for Seung-hun to return with the car.
Vroom—
Countless vehicles flowed along the road in front of the Company.
And on both sidewalks stretching outward, people of all kinds moved about.
I glanced up at the clear sky for a moment, then quickly scanned the pedestrians.
‘Ah.’
Among the walking crowds, I occasionally caught sight of ghosts.
They moved through the throngs of living people as if they were among them.
But the moment I fixed my gaze upon them, they too seemed to sense it—their steps faltered and they turned their heads toward me.
I averted my eyes as I locked gazes with a ghost between the shoulders of hurrying pedestrians.
‘I really can’t get used to this, I just can’t.’
I thought to myself, turning my head back toward where I had been looking.
In that instant, the ghost whose eyes had met mine moments before materialized directly in front of me.
Dressed in ordinary clothes, it revealed pale white skin and eyes devoid of pupils—only the whites showing—as its lips trembled violently.
“Young Master!”
Just then, Seung-hun pulled the car up to the curb in front of the Company and called out to me.
At that same moment, the ghost standing before me vanished in an instant.
“Ah, yes. Yes.”
I rushed to the back seat and climbed in immediately.
“Why did you look so startled? Did you see a ghost or something?”
Seung-hun asked as he pulled into traffic.
“Well, it’s routine now.”
I wiped the sweat from my brow and exhaled a sigh of relief.
Seung-hun caught sight of me in the rearview mirror and focused on driving.
In the meantime, having calmed down somewhat, I examined the request details more carefully.

[No.99857 – Mando High School, Andong, Gyeongbuk – Exorcism Request for Suspected Revenant Ghost]
[Requesting Organization: Andong Mugunghwa Fairy Bosal]

I accessed the web storage on my phone and opened the request file.
Right away, I could confirm the title and which outsourcing company had received the contract.
I studied the details carefully, scrolling down the screen with a serious expression.
Mando High School had been established 63 years ago.
Given its age, the building had deteriorated significantly.
Over more than 60 years of operation, the school had apparently experienced numerous incidents and accidents of varying severity.
Its exterior bore the marks of time spanning decades.
The old main building, covered haphazardly with vines, bore the full weight of 60 years of history, while beside it stood a modern Annex Building connected by a second-floor skybridge, presenting an impressively clean and orderly appearance.
Next to the small Schoolyard stood a gymnasium and cafeteria.
These buildings also appeared to be at least 10 years old.
‘Hmm.’
It was a typical school layout.
However, considering that student enrollment had been declining recently, there was a strong possibility that much of the space remained vacant.
In any case.
The person who had requested the exorcism due to ghosts appearing at Mando High School was a teacher and academic affairs director named Yoon Taek-jong.
He was a teacher with over 30 years of tenure at the school and appeared to have considerable affection for it.
According to the request details, a student who had been despairing over his grades had committed suicide by jumping from the Annex Building last year, and ever since then, ghosts have been appearing every night.
In fact, after night self-study sessions ended, students had been witnessing the apparition, and it had become a problem as teachers and security staff were also frequently spotting it.
Though no photographs or videos had been captured, the description of the ghost’s appearance was roughly as follows.
Short bobbed hair, dressed in a Mando High School uniform, moving about with the waist and neck tilted sideways as if lacking cervical and spinal vertebrae.
It hadn’t shown any particular tendency to startle or attack others, but it was frequently observed suddenly appearing before or pressing its face close to male teachers specifically.
‘It only shows its face to male teachers.’
I found this detail quite intriguing.
If it appeared as a ghost after committing suicide, it surely harbored resentment.
The fact that it revealed itself only to male teachers suggested a strong possibility that this resentment was directed at one of them specifically.
It seemed I might need to solve a different puzzle rather than simply exorcising it.
I gazed at the school’s exterior visible in the photograph, lost in thought.
If I simply exorcised it as requested, the job could be completed very quickly and cleanly.
But I found myself questioning whether ending the work that way would truly be right.
‘If the student who became a ghost suffered some injustice, and if there’s something unreasonable happening within the school, shouldn’t I uncover it?’
I recalled the various cases I had handled so far.
I had engaged in fierce battles with high-grade ghosts that attacked people indiscriminately regardless of resentment, performing exorcisms, but I had also performed exorcisms by guiding ghosts to enlightenment after hearing their stories.
I couldn’t readily decide which method was better, or which was truly right.
‘Ah, forget it. I’ll figure it out when I get there.’
I turned off my phone screen and turned my gaze out the car window.
And I quietly waited to arrive at my destination.
Seung-hun watched me through the rearview mirror and quietly turned on some classical music.
“Do you listen to this kind of music?”
I asked Seung-hun as I heard the classical melody.
“Those are pieces the Chairman always listened to. He especially used to play classical music often when going on business trips or doing fieldwork.”
“Is that so? You worked while playing music?”
This was something Tae-woo had no idea about.
“Yes. He said that musical melodies stimulate ghosts, so he frequently used classical music.”
“Ah. I see…?”
“Yes. I don’t know all the details myself, but I’ve heard that string instruments in particular have a wavelength very similar to that of ghosts.”
“Hmm.”
Tae-woo nodded and tried to recall the ghosts he’d encountered.
Now that he thought about it, horror movies did tend to play string instrument melodies whenever a ghost appeared.
Some said it was because the unstable melodies of string instruments resembled the cries of ghosts—but if the sound waves of string instruments were similar to a ghost’s wavelength, then people might have instinctively inserted string instrument melodies as background music in scenes featuring ghosts.
‘Wait. Then that means music could be utilized in the field too?’
Tae-woo looked at Seung-hun and asked.
“Chairman, or rather, Grandfather—what kind of music did you mainly play in the field?”
“Well, he used an LP player to spin vinyl records. He mainly played Beethoven or Mozart. Most of them were minor key compositions.”
“Minor key compositions.”
Tae-woo nodded.
“Then, do you happen to know where Grandfather’s LP player is stored?”
“Yes. That player is kept at the house.”
“Is that so? Then would it be alright if we stopped by the house for a moment?”
“Yes. It should be possible time-wise.”
Seung-hun answered while glancing at the rearview mirror, then immediately turned the steering wheel.
Since he would be heading into the field alone, he intended to make all the preparations he could beforehand.

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The moment we arrived at the house, Seung-hun bolted inside, and moments later, he climbed back into the car carrying a rectangular briefcase that looked like something out of a spy film.
“Here it is.”
He handed me the briefcase.
The brown leather case, thick with accumulated dust, was crafted from wood and felt remarkably sturdy.
I rolled down the car window and blew away the dust with a gentle breath, then examined the briefcase from every angle.
“Ah.”
Several vinyl records were tucked into slots along the side of the briefcase.
“Beethoven’s Symphony No. 5 in C Minor, Fate. Piano Sonata No. 8, Pathétique. Mozart’s Symphony No. 25 in G Minor, K.183…”
He murmured as he examined each record one by one.
They were all quite famous compositions.
“You’re welcome to play one. As far as I know, it operates on a wind-up mechanism, so it shouldn’t be difficult to use.”
“Ah. It’s wind-up?”
A wind-up mechanism meant I could play it at any Battle Site, which was quite convenient.
I opened the briefcase.
Whoosh—
As the lid lifted, a musty odor wafted out along with a cloud of fine dust.
Through the haze, something resembling a brass horn jutted upward.
I fanned away the dust with my hand and carefully placed the Beethoven record onto the mechanism.
Then I grasped the lever on one side of the briefcase and began to turn it.
Click-click-click-click—
I felt continuous resistance as the spring wound tighter and tighter.
Once I released my hand, the record began to spin, and sound emerged from the horn.

Crackle-crackle-crackle—

After a brief burst of static, the music finally began to flow.
The grand, sweeping melody of Beethoven stirred something within me, and I felt my heart quicken.
“What effect does playing this have?”
I asked.
“Well, I’m not sure about that part.”
Seung-hun shook his head in response.
I decided it would be best to test this device myself during the next Battle Site.

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7:30 PM.
Upon arriving at Mando High School, Tae-woo parked in the parking lot after passing through the school gates.
He quietly looked up at the school building.
Silence—
Despite the profound quiet, all the fluorescent lights in the classrooms were on.
It appeared they were in the middle of evening self-study.
“I’ll wait here.”
Seung-hoon said after opening the rear door.
Tae-woo descended carrying an LP bag in one hand and a rectangular wooden case containing the Ghost-Slaying Blade and Blood-Severing Blade in the other, nodding in acknowledgment.
‘They told me to come to the Security Office first.’
He entered the main building’s entrance hall, boxes in both hands.

Gooooooo—
Guuuuuuung—

Though students were studying and all the fluorescent lights blazed brightly, an inexplicable gloom seemed to permeate every corner of the corridor, brushing past the nape of my neck.
Regardless of what it was, I could instinctively sense that a tremendously powerful ghost was present.

Saaaaaaa—

Even without the smart glasses on, I felt the presence of a ghost nearby.
My spiritual sensitivity was definitely developing.
I stood in the middle of the corridor, quietly gazing toward both ends.
Despite the brilliant illumination from all the fluorescent lights, it felt as though a ghost might materialize at any moment.

Exorcism Specialist Company: Guihon Trading Chapter 59

Author
Cha Woo-rens
Publisher
Daon Creative
Planning / Editing / Production
Yoon Tae-ri
Cover Art
Lee Chi

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