Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work - Chapter 207

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Even If I Fall Into a Ghost Story, I Still Have to Go to Work Episode 207

“Oops! You can send that to the Team Manager’s desk, Agent Park Ha.”

“Yes…!”

Go Young-eun moved the bundle of documents she had just organized to her superior’s desk.

It was information about newly witnessed supernatural disasters.

She felt a brief sentiment about how the term ‘disaster’ was becoming more familiar than ‘darkness’ now.

‘Phew.’

Go Young-eun sat down at her own desk.

Then she could faintly hear the chatter of agents sharing the same office talking in the corridor.

“…ended up happening. Genbu Team 1…”

“But that new employee, I would have done the same…”

“…”

Her nerves immediately tensed up.

Just from hearing that much, she could tell who they were talking about.

Something that had been a topic of conversation among Disaster Management Bureau field agents for nearly two weeks, though they were cautious about bringing it up.

Grape Agent.

It was about her spy colleague.

Talk about Kim Sol-eum’s imprisonment, release, and disappearance.

That’s right.

Go Young-eun’s colleague had failed in his spy mission and gone missing.

…Could she at least say it was fortunate that he wasn’t caught?

From the circumstances, it seemed something had happened when Director Ho’s prohibition was exposed, but the hushed atmosphere made it difficult to ask easily.

That things had gotten somewhat serious during his imprisonment but then recovered.

And that the field agents’ attitude toward Kim Sol-eum wasn’t that bad even after his disappearance.

…That news from Genbu Team 1 had drastically decreased.

This was about all Go Young-eun could know for certain from her position as a new agent.

Of course, it was also difficult to find out more since Kim Sol-eum had vanished like vapor as soon as he got out of the glass prison.

‘He must have… escaped, right?’

Go Young-eun’s head would spin with worry, but she would always end up finishing with a sigh.

She shouldn’t try to find out his whereabouts and risk leaking information.

If Kim Sol-eum had successfully escaped, it would likely be a nuisance, and it was a dangerous attempt that might expose her own identity.

It would be bad for both of them.

Especially since she was quite acquainted with Kim Sol-eum and, being a fellow new employee, might be under surveillance for safety reasons.

‘…It seems like I’m being suspected of being a spy too.’

She didn’t know.

The people at the Disaster Management Bureau were certainly good-natured, but they were also good at naturally pretending otherwise while testing people or casually digging into core issues.

‘Of course. They’re agents after all.’

Anyway, unlike the spy’s feelings of walking on thin ice, there hadn’t been any particular change in the agents’ attitudes.

She hadn’t been suddenly dragged to the glass prison either.

‘That’s fortunate, but…’

…Honestly, it felt hopeless.

Of the three who had entered, one was isolated due to contamination, one was missing.

Only she remained, but it was practically impossible for a new employee alone to steal extinction-level disaster documents.

…If she were Director Ho, she would probably cut ties at this point.

‘But I have to endure.’

And she had to do what needed to be done.

Go Young-eun calmly calculated to avoid falling into panic.

‘Calmly, one by one.’

First, let’s clean up the traces more thoroughly.

She had only contacted Kim Sol-eum through a smartphone with a different name that she had separately set up.

She decided she needed to take care of that too.

So that evening, after work, she returned to her officetel and immediately looked for the burner phone.

Instead of deliberately hiding it elaborately, she had casually left it in a drawer with old miscellaneous items like a previous phone. That way it would be easier to overlook carelessly.

And the moment she turned it on.

Spam messages that she had deliberately scattered the number around and left alone came pouring out.

So much so that even Director Ho’s contact disguised as a counseling room recommendation looked like spam.

“Phew.”

It was when Go Young-eun was clicking through the spam one by one to delete them all.

[Don’t sit there peacefully, get off! At this station ★Special Discount★ Gangnam Station…]

Her hand stopped.

“…Wait a minute.”

Peacefully, get off, this station…

“…!”

She couldn’t help but remember like being struck by lightning.

The Abyss Transportation Corporation’s subway.

This was a hint that only someone who had experienced that crazy employment ghost story together could understand. And at this point, there was only one person who could send this pretending to be spam.

Only one.

Go Young-eun immediately clicked on that message.

[Don’t sit there peacefully, get off! At this station ★Special Discount★ Gangnam Station discount phone sales office left counter only until 17th 21:00 (free unsubscribe)]

“…”

Location and time.

Go Young-eun quickly searched on the internet.

For the discount phone sales office at Gangnam Station.

And an hour later.

Go Young-eun discovered storage lockers near the discount phone sales office at Gangnam Station.

“…”

At first, she wondered if they were supposed to meet in front of the store, but even after 21:00 as specified in the message passed, no one showed up.

Then, when she focused on ‘left counter’ and looked to the left of the store, the passage to the storage lockers immediately revealed itself.

‘Here?’

She hesitated and then looked at the compartments of the storage lockers.

Compartment 17 was there.

The number specified in the message.

“…”

Then.

When she entered the combination of numbers also specified in the message, 1721, into the password field…

Beep.

“…!”

The locker opened.

Go Young-eun hastily grabbed the card that had completed the payment and peered inside the locker…

Inside it was a small paper envelope.

With a crooked memo attached, written deliberately with an unfamiliar hand.

Open it at home

“….”

Go Young-eun quickly grabbed the envelope and returned home.

Her heart was pounding.

‘What is it?’

Based on the circumstances, it was almost certain that Kim Sol-eum had left this.

But what on earth was he passing along?

Lost in various thoughts about whether the spy operations policy had changed to exchanging information through this method, Go Young-eun opened the envelope at the dining table.

‘Two boxes?’

There was a black box.

The moment Go Young-eun opened one of the boxes with confusion….

Brilliant multicolored light leaked out.

“…!!”

The Daydream employee quickly closed the box in shock.

‘W-Wish Potion!’

That potion with its crazy holographic aurora-like radiance was definitely a Wish Potion!

‘Kim Sol-eum!’

Did he somehow solve the spy work alone and bring back a Wish Potion? No, how? Is this reality? Is this really real? A Wish Potion in a subway locker… wait.

‘…There were two boxes.’

The sound of her heartbeat echoed in Go Young-eun’s head.

She reached for the other box and opened it….

Similarly brilliant light spilled out.

‘My goodness.’

But then, a small note fell out from between them.

“…!”

She quickly picked it up.

Young-eun.

Our work is finished.

Do what you want.

There’s no need to return.

“….”

A shock that left her head reeling.

But the note’s contents weren’t finished.

P.S.) If possible, please deliver the other box to the person who should originally receive it. If impossible, please keep it until then.

“No way…!”

What if I decided to steal it halfway through – and you’re just handing over two bottles of Wish Potion with just this note!

…But even as she said that, this good-natured and intelligent spy knew.

That she would keep this promise.

“….”

Gratitude, debt, joy, and burden – all mixed together, making her head swirl.

So….

Go Young-eun made one more resolution.

And she grabbed something and rushed out of the house.

‘It was delivered well.’

I saw that the drink I was having at the cafe had reached the bottom.

This was a cafe in Gangnam Station’s underground shopping center.

It had already been an hour and a half since I watched Go Young-eun take the phone from the subway locker.

There had been no other unusual incidents in the meantime, so it seemed I could get up soon.

‘This should do it.’

…Go Young-eun wouldn’t steal the Wish Potion and would return it to its owner.

And since she was still working at the Disaster Management Bureau, she’d have more opportunities to approach than I would.

‘…The Disaster Management Bureau seemed to suit her better anyway.’

Now that the spy work itself was finished, if she wanted, she could continue working at the Disaster Management Bureau.

Fortunately, there was no tailing from Disaster Management Bureau agents either.

…It seemed to have wrapped up well.

Now I only had one Wish Potion left.

‘Then if I drink it now….’

That’s when I was thinking that.

A familiar shadowy figure came running back toward the storage lockers.

“…!”

…It was Go Young-eun.

What went wrong?

However, Go Young-eun calmly reopened locker 17 where the Wish Potion had been, put something inside, and closed it tightly.

Then she left again as if nothing had happened.

“….”

What did she put in the locker?

‘Could it be… she put back Jang Heo-un’s share of the Wish Potion.’

That was possible. Even I would have found it difficult to fulfill a request to deliver a Wish Potion to someone else who was currently isolated and might not be seen again.

‘Right.’

It was an unreasonable request from the start.

After enough time passed to confirm that Go Young-eun had completely disappeared and there was no tailing, I quietly left the cafe and headed to the storage lockers.

And I opened locker 17.

…Inside was a box, as I had expected.

‘It can’t be helped.’

I picked it up.

But… the weight felt strangely different.

“…?”

I quickly went into the bathroom and carefully opened the box in a stall.

However, instead of brilliant multicolored light, a gentle blue light appeared.

A fresh green light like new sprouts.

It was a C-grade Regeneration Potion.

“….”

I stared at it blankly.

There was a note attached inside the box.

Just like the one I had attached.

I’ll do my best.

Thank you.

Take care of yourself.

An indescribable feeling swirled inside me.

He must have barely bought one bottle with his points too.

He probably gave it to me thinking that since I had no arms… it would be difficult to replace them with Dokkaebi Fire after leaving the Disaster Management Bureau.

‘…Thank you.’

I carefully took the box and held it preciously in my arms.

That night.

I drank the regeneration potion.

And with my perfectly restored hands, I left farewell messages.

Scheduled message sending.

I set it for tomorrow morning.

Text messages to send to my former Team D supervisors and… several people I was indebted to.

‘Let me send one more to the Security Chief too.’

They were mainly messages saying I was safely resigning, so don’t worry.

During this process, I did break out in a cold sweat while writing a text to Manager Lee Ja-heon.

‘The Alien Shop installment plan…’

I’m truly sorry. I ended up running away in the night right after starting the installment plan.

Instead, I put all the equipment I had in subway storage lockers and sent Manager Lee Ja-heon the location and password. I hope he’ll forgive me with this…

“Phew.”

With that, all the arrangements were finished.

What remained was… Dokkaebi Fire.

I showed my regenerated arm to the small blue flame that had been circling around me, watching my activities with interest, and said.

“I’m fine now. Look, I even have arms, right? You can go back.”

But Dokkaebi Fire flickered as if refusing and sat in front of my desk.

It was troublesome, but… I didn’t feel bad about it.

“Then let’s stay together for just a moment. …When I’m gone, you have to return to the Management Bureau. Got it?”

Dokkaebi Fire moved as if nodding with a dejected expression.

Then there was really only one thing left.

The last one.

I took out a small, fluffy, pink rabbit doll.

“…”

Taking a breath, I set up the ‘Good Friend’ doll against the bed leg and shone light on it to cast a shadow.

So I could talk to it in reality too.

-Oh, Friend!

The cheerful Host’s voice.

That now-familiar grating tone and inflection spoke smoothly.

-This hotel tonight is quite nice. The small, cozy space reminds me of the room you shared with Noru. Is this perhaps a night to celebrate wish fulfillment?

“Something like that.”

There’s no need to save money now.

And…

“…”

–Friend?

“Are you okay?”

-What do you mean?

“Me using the Wish Potion.”

A question that had been bothering me continuously, but I was afraid to ask in case I got a shocking answer.

“You know what my wish is.”

The Host already knows.

If he can peek into my thoughts and knowledge to some extent, no, at the very least he would have realized when I was talking with the Security Chief.

That I wish to leave this world.

“But you haven’t asked a single question.”

Looking at the giant doll’s shadow, I continued.

“It was strange.”

-Oh…

“I was wondering if you were quietly waiting for catharsis, thinking I would fail.”

-Good heavens.

-Let me say again, Friend, I do not wish for your failure… I simply don’t interfere inappropriately to ruin the flow and scenes!

-And in the current case, it’s just…

A sound like tapping gloves.

-The situation is so utterly clear that no questions are needed.

–Friend wants to go home, doesn’t he? But you rejected Brown’s suggestion to introduce you to a more wonderful and new home…

My spine went cold.

But the Host’s tone… remained calm and cheerful as always.

-Then, watching where Noru’s choice leads this show would be the respectful thing to do as a host.

“…”

-Do as you wish, Friend.

-You’ve worked hard for this until now, so it’s time to see the results.

The rabbit doll’s shadow swayed, as if pointing at something with its hand.

The Wish Potion on the table.

“…Phew.”

-Let’s go. To the finale and ending!

I grasped the Wish Potion.

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