The Calamity-Class Artifacts in Ghost Stories Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 13

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Calamity-Class Artifacts in Urban Legends Have an Obsession – Episode 13
Ujoo, gripping the brilliantly luminous hammer, lifted her head to look at Hwaryeon.
“How should I do this?”
For now, it didn’t seem like a dud, but she wanted to make sure it was actually safe to swing.
Hwaryeon nodded, her expression somewhat reluctant.
“Well, I’ve never seen such a dramatic reaction before, but… there shouldn’t be any problem. It’s not like it’s objecting.”
“Then I’ll swing it?”
“Yeah. No problem at all.”
With that, Hwaryeon quietly backed away, pulling Chaewol with her.
When their eyes met, she waved her hand and spoke.
“Just maintaining a safe distance. Don’t worry.”
Seeing that made Ujoo wonder if it really was safe to swing, but since dragging things out wouldn’t help, she hefted the hammer high.
Clang!
As she brought it down, sharp flashes of light burst from the tip.
At the same moment, Ujoo saw a pale, translucent form materialize where the hammer struck.
“Once more!”
“Yes!”
Ujoo raised the hammer high again and brought it down.
Clang-clang-clang!
Now the form became vivid and distinct.
‘A bracelet?’
The moment that thought crossed her mind.
Whoosh!
The light lingering on the hammer transferred to what she’d taken for a bracelet, blazing even brighter.
When the light finally faded.
There lay a single bracelet with an antique, elegant design.
“Looks like it ended well.”
That was precisely when Hwaryeon spoke.
“It seems like the elder is tired too, so gently set it down on the cloth beside you.”
“Oh, yes!”
Just as she said, the hammer no longer blazed with light or trembled.
Ujoo carefully set the hammer down on the soft cloth at one side of the desk, returned now to its dull, dingy gray.
The moment she did, the hammer vibrated with a low hum.
“Hmm. Want to pick it up and take a look?”
“Yes.”
Ujoo then lifted the result. Just as she’d first seen it, it was an accessory worn around the wrist.
The body consisted of two metals twisted together like a spiral, with strange markings carved in the center.
“Do you feel any kind of power emanating from it?”
“Well… yes.”
“Then there’s no help for it. For now, wear it on your wrist. The elder wouldn’t have made something that brings harm to someone she favored.”
“Understood.”
At Hwaryeon’s words, Ujoo readily fastened the bracelet around her wrist.
Truthfully, she would have done so even without Hwaryeon’s assurance. The moment she first saw the bracelet, she’d been captivated.
As if it had been perfectly tailored just for her.
Click.
Once the bracelet was on, her sense of satisfaction only deepened. It felt as though a part of her soul she hadn’t even known was empty had suddenly filled.
“Good. Then let’s go. Ujoo, thank the elder before we leave.”
“Thank you so much! I’ll treasure the bracelet!”
The moment those words left her lips, the hammer trembled once more.
At that, Ujoo smiled and followed Hwaryeon and Chaewol as they moved forward.
“Chaewol didn’t receive a tool yet. We’ll make one more stop.”
Since their business in the Duskland wasn’t finished, Hwaryeon led them deeper into its recesses.
The further inward they ventured, the more black-shadowed forms wandered about, and occasionally they glanced in their direction.
Each time, Chaewol spoke.
“Don’t meet anyone else’s gaze. The deeper you go, the higher the chance of drawing attention, so you need to stay as quiet as possible until we reach our destination.”
It seemed that attracting the interest of those black forms wasn’t something desirable.
Ujoo and Chaewol, following Hwaryeon’s advice, kept silent and followed only her.
“Here we are. You can talk now.”
Only after arriving at a certain location did Hwaryeon grant them permission to speak.
Ujoo lifted her gaze and looked up at the sign as she spoke.
“Ghost Workship?”
“We make all the basic tools here. Once you’ve got some seniority under your belt, I’ll show you how to use them.”
Hwaryeon said this, then walked over to a desk blocked off by a curtain and knocked—tap, tap.
“Basic tool set number five, one unit. Number seven, two units.”
Then the window slid open slightly.
Hwaryeon immediately pulled something like an ancient coin from her breast and slid it through.
Whoosh.
After a moment, a hand emerged from inside—peculiarly, unnaturally pale—and set something down with a soft tap.
It was a set of talismans and two wooden tokens.
Hwaryeon snatched them up and spun around. “All right. We’re getting out of here at full speed.”
Then she strode forward without pause.
She didn’t stop at any other rooms, just moved quickly toward the exit.
Before they left, though.
“You both all right?”
“Yes.”
“Yes.”
Hwaryeon nodded at their answers, then froze.
“Wait. Ujoo?”
“Yes?”
“What’s that on your waist?”
At her words, Ujoo glanced down at her own waist and stiffened.
There, hanging at her side, was a familiar hammer.
“Oh! I didn’t even notice!”
Ujoo reached out in alarm and grabbed the hammer. It immediately began to hum with contentment.
Hwaryeon let out a rueful laugh. “Sir? You know there are procedures for leaving, don’t you?”
The hammer protested, trembling once more with agitation.
But Hwaryeon spoke firmly. “If you keep this up, I’m not bringing this friend back next time. Go back inside.”
The hammer grew quiet for a moment, then whoosh—it vanished.
Only then did Hwaryeon let out a breath of relief and quickly opened the door.
“Come on. Quick.”
“Yes!”
After they’d all slipped out of the Duskland.
Bang!
Hwaryeon shut the door herself and secured the lock, then scanned all three of them with her eyes.
“Good. No problems.”
“I… I’m sorry.”
Ujoo apologized for not noticing the hammer hanging at her waist.
Hwaryeon chuckled and shook her head. “Sorry nothing. The old man was just playing a prank. He never had any real intention of following us out anyway. Here—take these.”
She handed out the items she’d gathered from the Ghost Workship.
“The talismans are sorted by type, so look them over. You should have plenty for a while.”
“Yes. Thank you. I’ll put them to good use.”
Chaewol accepted them respectfully and nodded.
Next, Hwaryeon pointed to the wooden tokens she’d distributed to both of them. “Those are basic protection tokens. Petty spirits shouldn’t dare come within a mile of you. They’re also how agents identify each other to us, and later on you can use them to access various facilities.”
She added that access to facilities would only be possible after completing a one-month probation period, which she’d explain further when the time came.
“And Ujoo—take that and come with me to the Development Team for a moment.”
“The Development Team?”
“Yes. We need to check the bracelet functions.”
“Oh—I thought there was no way to verify it? That’s why I was told just to put it on and test it gradually.”
Ujoo realized, then understood that she’d misunderstood the earlier instruction.
Hwaryeon shook her head. “No, that was just what I said because the old man would be upset if you didn’t wear it right away. If you’re anxious or anything goes wrong, he sometimes makes new ones and then takes the old ones back.”
“Ah.”
Ujoo nodded.
That did sound like something he’d do.
So Ujoo followed Hwaryeon again, this time toward the Development Team.

She was soon able to receive a basic appraisal of the bracelet at the Development Team.
“There’s Protection Power embedded in it. It seems the elder held it quite dear. It looks like they strongly wished for the wearer to avoid injury.”
“How strong is it?”
“Even if you were hit by a car at full speed or shot, you could avoid fatal wounds.”
“Damn. That’s insane.”
Ujoo shared the same sentiment.
To survive a gunshot wound—the bracelet suddenly felt far more reassuring.
“Good. No other problems, then?”
“None whatsoever.”
“Thanks. I’ll buy you a coffee sometime.”
Hwaryeon said as much to the Development Team member, then finally made her way back to the Response Team office.
“You’re back.”
Only Ryu Seondam was in the office.
“I sent the other two home early since they worked late yesterday.”
“Good call.”
After that, nothing much happened.
Hwaryeon and Ryu Seondam took turns walking her through the paperwork and basic duties.
The moment evening came, she was able to leave on time.
Altogether, it had been a satisfying and productive day.
* * *
Four days passed.
Her first day had been hectic with plenty to do and demanding on her attention, but surprisingly, the days after had been quite calm.
No emergency dispatches, no entanglement with urban legends—just desk work in the office.
She’d heard that paperwork wasn’t usually a small part of the job anyway.
But the reason there was more of it now was because they’d recently handled several major cases and now had more breathing room.
Still, today would be her last day of leisurely office work.
“All right. Did you all get some good rest?”
“Yes!”
Today, Ujoo arrived at work just as evening was falling. Not that she was alone in doing so.
Cheongwoo, Chaewol, and Hwaryeon had all shown up at the same time.
“As I mentioned earlier, we’re heading out on a field assignment today. We’ll be back tomorrow at the earliest, or if things run late, we’ll be working outside the office for two days. Of course, you’ll get travel expenses and field dispatch bonuses separate from your regular pay.”
At those words, Ujoo’s eyes lit up and she nodded eagerly.
Money was always welcome.
“Then we’ll grab dinner on the way. Let’s all pile into my car for the drive.”
“Yes!”
“Understood.”
As they departed, Ryu Seondam and Baek Ho, who remained in the office, waved goodbye with smiles.
“Be careful out there.”
“Safe travels!”
Sent off by their farewells, the four took the elevator down to the basement parking garage and climbed into Hwaryeon’s car.
“Let’s head straight out.”
Hwaryeon settled into the driver’s seat and stuck a cigarette in her mouth—though this time, too, she didn’t light it.
‘Did she recently quit smoking?’
Ujoo wondered as much but didn’t bother asking.
In any case, Ujoo found herself in the back seat next to Cheongwoo.
“I’m going to chat with Chaewol, so why don’t you two try to get to know each other a bit.”
That was Hwaryeon’s directive.
Of course, following that order wasn’t easy.
Cheongwoo simply didn’t have much to say.
Vroom!
The vehicle soon exited the underground garage and quickly merged onto the main road, heading steadily toward the outskirts.
“Type the address into the GPS for me.”
“Of course.”
“Dalmi-ri 233-4, Cheongyeon-myeon, Gapyeong-gun, Gyeonggi-do.”
“Um… is that the Hope Meditation Center?”
“Does the GPS show it that way?”
“It does.”
Hwaryeon clicked her tongue.
“Still calling it that, huh. Yeah, that’s the place. Set it to that.”
“Okay.”
Hope Meditation Center.
The name alone sounds unremarkable, but according to what she’d learned before the field assignment, the place had once been run by a pseudo-religious cult.
And as the past tense suggested, it had been defunct for quite some time.
Yet oddly enough, the navigation system still displayed it clear as day.
In any case, the objective of this field assignment was to investigate the site and, if possible, completely eliminate the anomalous phenomenon.
Whoooosh.
Not long after, darkness descended outside—far earlier than it should have.
It was then that Hwaryeon spoke up.
“Did you know? Roads like this tend to attract all sorts of strange things.”
“Is that so?”
“Yeah. Animals dying on the road, people too—it happens more often than you’d think. That’s why we end up getting called out at least once every quarter.”
Hwaryeon tilted her head slightly toward the window as she spoke.
“Cheongwoo. How many times is this now that we’re passing through this area?”
“The third time, ma’am.”
“It won’t be long now.”
At that cryptic exchange, both Chaewol and Ujoo flinched, their eyes darting to watch the road outside with sudden vigilance.
Before long, they spotted a figure standing ahead on the road.
It was a woman dressed in something like a white one-piece dress.
Despite the surroundings being completely swallowed by darkness, she wore oversized sunglasses.
She waved at them, her gestures desperate, as if pleading for help.
At that moment, Hwaryeon slowly reduced their speed, and once the vehicle came to a complete stop, she spoke.
“Ujoo.”
“Yes?”
“Go handle it.”
“Right away!”
Ujoo immediately retrieved the iron pipe and stepped out of the vehicle.
Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud!
By then, the woman was already rushing toward them.
Chaewol watched her approach.
From a distance, the proportions had been unclear, but up close, the woman was unnaturally tall and skeletal, with disproportionately long limbs.
No—it wasn’t a woman at all. It wasn’t human.
Most tellingly, those eyes.
What she’d assumed were sunglasses weren’t sunglasses at all. In their place lay something horrific……
Crack!
Chaewol snapped to attention at the deafening impact.
Ujoo had swung the iron pipe straight at the creature’s head.
The thing flew backward from the blow, and Ujoo advanced on it with deliberate strides.
It stumbled, tried to rise several times, then began to crawl awkwardly in the opposite direction.
A moment later.
“Phew! All done.”
Ujoo climbed back into the vehicle with a satisfied expression.
“Good work. I’ll add a bonus for anomalous entity disposal.”
“Thank you!”
The vehicle then resumed its journey as if nothing had happened.
To be continued ▶
Urban Legends’ Calamity-Grade Relics and Their Obsessions
Author
Lee Se-gye
Publishers
Kim Seok-hwan, Choi Se-ra
Publisher
Gerae Publishing
Contact Email
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Publication Date
May 26, 2026
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G720:N+A327-20260410110
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