Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work - Chapter 255

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Even If I Fall Into a Ghost Story, I Still Have to Go to Work Episode 255

I really agonized over it.

How could I help Manager Lee Ja-heon successfully escape from this insane groom training ghost story?

‘Really, really considered every possible method…’

Ways to slip through gaps outside the rules.

From confessing that he’s already married so it would be difficult to marry again, to persuading them that he has fatal flaws as a groom.

But considering the tendencies of the Investigation Records, I could only predict spine-chilling results…

‘It would probably end with the Education Supervisor questioning why someone unqualified lied in the first place, then saying “I’ll make you qualified” and doing something outrageous that gets censored…’

To begin with, this ghost story’s Investigation Records had the thrill point of how cleverly one could match the answer sheet of “possessing groom virtues” even in unexpected situations.

Or, how those who failed would die miserably in some absurd way.

In the end, whether it’s failure or disqualification, those who don’t meet the “groom standards” most likely have only ghost story-style eerie and ominous terrible endings waiting for them.

Groom training.

A mental and physical maze that drives people insane because it absolutely never gives up on students.

Then…

‘The answer is… only a frontal breakthrough.’

And what has the ability stats needed for the ‘frontal breakthrough’ I’m thinking of is…

Brown.

Intense talk show, incarnation of entertainment.

A being within the ghost story that can move with different grammar than us.

-If Brown becomes a groom candidate, it will definitely be helpful.

‘Worth trying.’

This was the conclusion I reached after hearing about the characteristics of this place, the nature of the educators called supervisors, and the description of the wedding ceremony.

The problem is…

[Noru, it seems this Brown has received the wrong signal. Good heavens, surely Friend wouldn’t have told me to use a terrorist’s body!]

Yeah.

The problem is having to persuade both sides…

-Brown.

[Of course.]

[If it’s Friend’s earnest request, I should listen. That’s the duty of a Good Friend. A being that helps friends without expecting any compensation.]

…The voice got closer.

[But Noru, oh, how long someone who unilaterally receives services can continue to use the concept of Friend looks a bit precarious…]

…

It was fortunate I wasn’t in a human body right now.

Because I wouldn’t freeze up from fear.

And.

-Wait a minute, Brown.

Because I could say this calmly.

-This isn’t requesting a service. Since you’re also in this situation, I’m suggesting we try it together.

Because.

-This would be the most fun.

[…!]

-You’d probably hate a futile ending that comes after flowing similarly to other exploration cases. You don’t want such a predictable development, do you?

-In a situation where you’re participating?

Of course not.

Of course!

-I thought you’d be willing to take the lead and cleverly handle this obvious situation if you could.

-Like your show.

[…]

Brown fell silent briefly.

But.

[Noru, you really…!]

Along with a somewhat moved voice, I feel a warm weight patting my shoulder—how is this even possible??

[You know how to persuade. And…]

The force on my caught shoulder becomes heavier.

[You also know how to bring up my pride as an entertainer only when you want something. Sometimes reacting as if hurt by it, as if criticizing it.]

I thought my heart would drop.

And.

[…Hmm. This time is fine! That fickleness is also a star’s quality.]

The weight brushes off my shoulder and disappears.

[But don’t forget that I also have that quality.]

[At this rate, there might come a dramatic moment when that quality meets with Noru…]

…

[Not now though!]

Phew.

-Of course.

…That was close.

‘That means there won’t be a next time.’

I really need to be careful from now on.

…Anyway, I’m glad the persuasion went well for now.

‘Good.’

I held back a sigh of relief and spoke to the current body’s owner, who had been silently listening to the conversation so far.

-Manager.

-Just once, let’s take a gamble.

Brown will….

‘Cause a ruckus for us.’

A cloudy morning at St. Anticus Boarding Academy.

“Hmm, hmm hmm.”

The groom candidate was looking in the mirror of a small washbasin, finishing his shave by cleanly wiping away the shaving cream. Soon his smoothly groomed chin was revealed.

Then he styled his hair with pomade. Low, pleasant humming resonated from his throat, and soon the skillfully wielded brush that swept back his hair came down.

A quality face was revealed beneath the white hair.

Lee Ja-heon.

He wore the same outfit as yesterday. The uniform of St. Anticus Boarding School.

But strangely, his appearance was different. The way he wore it and how he adjusted the collar had changed….

“Much better.”

An expert’s touch.

The Strange Entity, whose very existence was rooted in standing before cameras and presenting himself to the public, smiled while looking in the mirror.

Then he stepped out the door with a light step.

Creak.

The boarding school’s gloomy and ascetic interior was now elegantly decorated with blue candles and white velvet.

Roses, lily of the valley, baby’s breath, silver ornaments arranged beneath candle patterns melted by blue burning flames were truly….

Classical and unremarkable.

“Oh. Nice to see you.”

Lee Ja-heon sat at the breakfast table.

The ideal pale body and face created through a mask, no, through excellent makeup techniques, was displayed in the table chair.

Today’s meal menu had become simple. To purify the body before the wedding ceremony.

Lee Ja-heon cheerfully asked without touching the single cup filled with willow sap.

“Tomorrow is the long-awaited wedding ceremony. Isn’t that right?”

The Education Supervisor affirmed.

At the same time, he gently pointed out the groom candidate’s manner of speaking. It was too ornate and eloquent, with an impressive accent that didn’t give a reverent impression befitting a groom.

His pronunciation was also too much like that of the New Continent.

“Oh, I’ll keep that in mind.”

A gesture of zipping his lips with one hand passed by wittily and elegantly.

That too was conduct unbecoming of the White Bride’s groom, but since it wasn’t judged to be at the level of ‘failure,’ the supervisor didn’t assign any penalty points.

However, it did influence the judgment.

The Education Supervisor, who had raised one eyebrow, looked around at those seated at the table and raised one hand to lightly ring a silver cup.

Like a bell announcing the time.

♩-

And he announced.

Only one among the candidates.

The name of the most excellent and perfect student who could become the ‘groom’ of tomorrow’s wedding ceremony.

That candidate was….

….

Not Lee Ja-heon.

The alias he had used to enter this place was not called.

Lee Ja-heon did not become the groom.

Unfortunately!

“Hooh.”

However, the supervisor encouraged all the groom candidates, saying they too had roles to play in the wedding ceremony.

Lee Ja-heon had already heard this news before.

And the announcement concluded with the plan to move together to the wedding venue in the afternoon for that introduction and preparation.

Ah, additionally, one of the trial students failed the breakfast test. Because he vomited under the dining table.

“Ahn…!”

As punishment, he was instructed to extract his own stomach through his throat and wash it.

Anyway, with that, all education was formally concluded.

Amid anticipation, sadness, and fear, they underwent procedures of bathing and meditation to purify body and mind.

Lunch was not provided.

Instead, a glass of white wine was served with salt.

Lee Ja-heon experienced all of this with a smiling face.

And then.

♩- ♩-

The final bell rang.

Now the Education Supervisor led the students to move to the location where the wedding ceremony would be held.

Downward.

The door leading to the boarding school’s underground opened. The supervisor urged the students to go barefoot, and they descended the stairs below, leaving their shoes behind. Candles placed at every corner of the stairway melted and gave off light.

The stairs changed to stone and connected to an outdoor location. That place was….

A dark cave.

“….”

An ancient quartz cave that seemed to have been touched by human hands from very long ago revealed itself.

Going further inside, a wide space appeared.

The wedding venue.

That place, with unreadable characters written on every stone wall, was prepared with chairs and decorations for wedding guests, and even an altar for vows.

A strange place where ancient silver ornaments that should have rusted still sparkled in the candlelight through persistent maintenance.

Blue candlelight burned the humid air, and strangely vivid roses, lily of the valley, and baby’s breath bloomed.

And….

The bride’s place where white clothes were laid.

This is the place.

and the dormitory supervisor says.

The groom candidates will gloriously become important, beautiful, and artistic elements that will brighten the wedding ceremony, and by the time the ceremony concludes, they will be distributed to the wedding guests as commemorative gifts.

That’s what he said.

Are you looking forward to it?

“Oh, of course. An artwork! I’m excited to see what magnificent work you’re planning.”

Before correcting that impudent tone to be more groom-like, the supervisor smiles and explains.

From now on, they will become…

A wedding cake.

Isn’t that truly amazing?

They get to take on this important role of decorating the finale of the wedding ceremony. It’s an opportunity to become part of it inside the groom’s mouth. Several groom candidates wipe away tears of emotion.

The trial students who scream and try to run away seem unable to accept the disappointment of not being able to become cake.

The supervisors decided to provide encouragement and help by using them as practice cakes before the actual ceremony. Of course, they won’t be served.

This is because it could cause dissatisfaction for the great White Hand’s Wrathful Bride who resides beneath our land.

They cannot use substandard trial students who couldn’t even become groom candidates.

Becoming part of the wedding ceremony should rightfully go to those who are grateful for being able to receive instruction as her groom. Those who don’t meet the standards should be satisfied with just attending.

“Hmm.”

And even among wedding cakes, there’s a particularly glorious part.

The very top tier.

“What kind of glory is that?”

The glory of becoming the bride’s portion.

The top tier will be cut and served as the cake portion to be offered to the White Bride, enjoying the joy of being presented at the altar.

“Indeed.”

Thus, the education supervisor announces the candidate who will enjoy that joyful position…

You.

“You mean me?”

That’s right.

Your face, the most pleasing among these, will become the slice to be offered to the White Bride.

They’ll carefully cut out that tongue that least met the groom’s standards, and fill the inside with rose cream.

“…”

The groom candidates grab Lee Ja-heon. Those who will become the wedding cake together smile with joy and camaraderie.

Those who are already dead.

The soul wedding ceremony repeated by those who were buried alive and captured by some strange and powerful being that opened its eyes underground long ago is about to begin…

“Well now…”

The Entertainment Ghost Story grins broadly.

“How classic.”

Huh?

“A White Bride! Oh, using the term marriage for human sacrifice is truly classic. It’s a kind of metaphor. Classic, easy to understand, and simple.”

Words pour out.

“It seems they’ve tried earnestly to interpret their relationship with an incomprehensible, overwhelming, and terrifying opponent within the framework of human civilization!”

Clap, clap, clap…

“Now, don’t misunderstand. This isn’t criticism but pity. Maintaining tradition is truly important… It’s just pitiful that it’s nothing more than useless formality!”

He stylishly puts on gloves he’s somehow pulled from his pocket and adjusts his attire once more.

And he asks.

“Has anyone recently discovered something new that the White Bride likes?”

Silence.

“I thought so. What a bunch with no sense of adventure.”

“How many times have you repeated this? The bride must be so bored she’s getting annoyed by now. You’re just pushing in sacrifices, no, ‘grooms’ that barely appease her, that she can merely tolerate!”

“At the very least, shouldn’t the ceremony be interesting enough to give her the energy to sit and watch? But wedding cake? Guest invitations? Return gifts? How utterly boring.”

Piercing harsh words pour forth.

Those who had frozen in bewilderment stood stiffly listening to that voice.

But only one person was holding back cheers with the desire to clench his fists.

‘This is it.’

Well done, Brown!

It was Kim Sol-eum, who had entered Lee Ja-heon’s mind.

He had been watching Brown’s work with Lee Ja-heon in nervous anticipation, and was now finally breathing a sigh of relief.

‘As expected, he gets it properly…’

This was the frontal breakthrough method.

Exactly…

‘Ruining the wedding!’

Making such a mess that the boarding school’s mentality breaks down enough to send away all the candidates and postpone the wedding.

Of course, in this process, they’d have to achieve the insane combo of not dying, not getting retaliated against, and successfully persuading the ghost story…

Amazingly, there was a being from within the ghost story attached to their minds who could do all of that.

The talk show host.

A legendary entertainer.

Moreover, since the essence of this boarding school is a ghost story related to events, it cannot escape his overwhelming influence even more…

Just look at this scene.

‘Not having to draw blood is a bonus.’

Great.

“Now, do you know what we need to do?”

In his field of vision, he sees Brown, using Lee Ja-heon’s body, raising one hand up high.

Right, tell them to think more properly about the next wedding and dismiss them like this…

“Survival!”

…

Huh?

“A dignified yet desperate battle fought until the last groom candidate survives!”

Wait a minute.

Thud.

Eun Ga-je dropped the spoon she had been holding in her mouth.

This employee, who had just been released from the Disaster Management Bureau the day before yesterday with “Daydream Company resignation. No charges” and returned to My Sweet Officetel…

“…What the hell is this now?”

She saw it.

Some crazy broadcast was airing on the late-night officetel TV she had left on.

[Your Perfect Groom:

Receive the Bride’s Choice]

A matchmaking program was being broadcast with screens and effects like some early 20th century black and white TV.

But a familiar face was hosting it.

“Manager?”

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