The Calamity-Class Artifacts in Ghost Stories Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 48

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Urban Legends of Calamity-Grade Relics Episode 48
The creatures rushing forward in mad waves bore wildly different shapes and forms.
It seemed all the monsters in the vicinity had converged on them.
“Raaaaaagh!”
The first to descend upon Woojoo was something massive—three times his size.
Crash!
Yet it rebounded backward faster than it had charged, slamming into the other creatures and sending them sprawling.
That one had gotten off comparatively lightly.
Bang! Crash!
The ones that came after burst apart like firecrackers each time the Steel Pipe connected.
Still, the number of converging monsters only grew.
The corridor’s end rippled pitch-black with their throng.
Woojoo kept swinging the Steel Pipe while glancing back.
Through the passage he’d carved, people were streaming forward—and beyond them, a wide-open door.
Hwaryeon was ushering them out one by one, careful none were trampled.
“Raaaaaagh!”
Bang!
In the moment Woojoo turned, a creature lunging for his throat had its skull snapped upward by his swing.
Then something below his feet erupted forward, clawing for his ankle.
“Grrrrrowl!”
Unable to bear the sight, Happy swelled in size.
The creature that had been tearing through monsters even at small size now unleashed its full strength, briefly forcing the horde back.
“Whew.”
Baekho exhaled sharply, watching the display.
He’d been wondering if this was the moment to reveal his true form, but that thought evaporated.
It seemed Woojoo would mow through this entire tide alone and return without a scratch.
So instead of taking the offensive, Baekho fought by intercepting the creatures Woojoo missed.
With that support, Woojoo’s burden lifted enough to concentrate solely on pulverizing the enemies before him.
“Woojoo! Baekho! Now!”
Just then, Hwaryeon finally called to both of them.
“Go first! Happy, you too!”
Woojoo ordered Baekho and Happy ahead, then hefted the Steel Pipe.
Baekho hesitated only a moment before pushing off the ground at full sprint. He trusted Woojoo.
“Woof!”
With Happy bounding after him toward the door,
Woojoo raised the Steel Pipe high and brought it down with all his might against the floor.
Boom!
The corridor’s foundation collapsed with a thunderous crack.
The rushing monsters staggered and toppled, entangling themselves in the chaos.
Woojoo, meanwhile, had already turned without hesitation and was sprinting toward the door.
Rumble!
“Grab my hand!”
Hwaryeon stretched out her arm.
Woojoo seized it.
She yanked him forward while hurling both their bodies through the doorway.
Whoosh!
His vision darkened as his body weightlessly lifted.
But only for a moment.
Thud.
Soon his feet met solid ground. His vision cleared immediately after.
“Huh?”
Woojoo’s eyes widened in surprise at where he’d landed.
It was the very place they’d used when first entering the White Room.
“Looks like we came back out through the original exit.”
Hwaryeon’s voice followed.
Woojoo turned to her with a question.
“Then the others scattered out through their respective entry points?”
“No need to worry about that. Agents are stationed at every exit.”
It wasn’t Hwaryeon who answered, but Baekho.
Woojoo nodded in relief at those words.
“That’s a relief. So now we’re sealing all the confirmed entrances?”
“That’s right. Oh, and there’s one more thing I want to check.”
Hwaryeon gestured toward the door.
“This door. Want to give it a try with that?”
“The door?”
“Yeah. It wouldn’t break with any of the other methods we tried before.”
That was precisely why they’d only blocked the entrance rather than destroy the door entirely.
Woojoo acknowledged and moved to stand before the door. Then he swung the Steel Pipe without hesitation.
Crash!
The door shattered into pieces with a deafening boom.
He’d worried for a moment that he might get pulled back into the White Room, but mercifully, nothing of the sort happened.
“It’s gone.”
Behind the destroyed door lay only a gray expanse of wall.
The door fragments that had scattered in all directions melted away and vanished as time passed.
“Well… is that it, then?”
“Wait.”
Hwaryeon told him to hold on, then made a call to someone. After a long moment.
“No good. Looks like another exit has appeared somewhere else.”
“So it won’t be resolved that easily after all.”
Woojoo had half-expected this, so he spoke with a note of disappointment.
Hadn’t Baekho said something like this before?
For things of this nature, the best you could do was prevent people from approaching them.
In a way, it was similar to the Pierrot they’d struggled with before.
The door itself was never the true essence of the Urban Legend, so destroying it couldn’t seal the Urban Legend away entirely.
“What a shame.”
Woojoo said this while gazing absently at the Steel Pipe.
Of course, his disappointment stemmed solely from the inability to definitively “seal” the entrance.
It wasn’t as though he’d developed any doubts about the Steel Pipe’s power.
He knew well enough that this power wasn’t omnipotent.
Buzz—!
Yet the Steel Pipe vibrated as if responding to his words.
Woojoo started in surprise and spoke aloud.
“Hey, I wasn’t talking about you.”
Buzz—.
The Steel Pipe vibrated once more.
It was merely a simple vibration, yet somehow Woojoo sensed something like grievance, indignation, and a quiet resolve in it.
Truth be told, this wasn’t the first time he’d felt something akin to the Steel Pipe’s “emotions.”
As time passed, it felt like a deeper connection forming from the depths of the soul itself.
Woojoo decided he’d better go back and console it a bit.
‘Last time I saw it liked it when I applied Polish.’
That should soothe its mood quickly enough.
In any case, the matter of the White Room had come to a close.
Though the conclusion felt somewhat unsatisfying, those who’d been rescued probably wouldn’t see it that way.
They’d received salvation when they’d abandoned all hope.
So absorbed was Woojoo in thoughts of the White Room that he failed to notice the Steel Pipe beginning to glow with a faint, mysterious light.
* * *
All personnel rescued from the White Room were found exactly where they’d gone missing, as predicted.
The Inspection Bureau decided to seal all entrances to the White Room and maintain continuous surveillance.
“Honestly, as long as these things keep appearing, they’re not going to decrease anytime soon.”
Hwaryeon spoke with an unlit cigarette dangling from her lips, as always.
Woojoo, sitting in a chair, posed a question to her.
“So it’s because the frequency of these incidents is increasing, just as you mentioned before?”
“Right. The higher-ups are certain of it now. The frequency of Abnormal Phenomena has skyrocketed.”
Woojoo nodded in acknowledgment.
Truth be told, the Inspection Bureau had been swamped since he first arrived, though it wasn’t always obvious. Under normal circumstances, they’d never been this busy.
Being deployed to dangerous situations every few days? That was an intense pace.
Even though recruiting appropriate talent was difficult, in peacetime they would have found a way to hire more personnel.
“At least there are no dispatch orders today, so get some proper rest.”
Hwaryeon leaned back in her chair as she said this.
Woojoo took in the interior of the office at her words.
“Didn’t everyone else get dispatched?”
“They did. Which is why we can take it easy today. I told them we’re not accepting any calls.”
“Well, you’ve been working hard lately, so you deserve the break.”
Hwaryeon looked at Woojoo with an exasperated expression.
“You’re the last one who should be saying that.”
“Me?”
“Yeah. Since you started here, how many cases have you handled? Haven’t you been out on dispatch almost every single day?”
“Hmm. Well, now that you mention it…”
“That’s not normal. I’ve already told the higher-ups to keep you desk-bound today, so just clear your head and rest.”
After saying that much, Hwaryeon closed her eyes.
Woojoo spun his chair around and surveyed the office again.
There was no paperwork to do today.
He was literally just collecting a paycheck for showing up.
But sitting idle felt tedious, so Woojoo soon reached for his mouse.
‘Right, I need to decide where to move to.’
Woojoo would be relocating soon.
It would be to one of the company-owned buildings, but he still got to choose which one.
‘Surprisingly, there are a lot of options.’
Woojoo accessed the link he’d been sent and examined each available building one by one.
He ruled out any that were too far from the office.
“Hmm.”
Then he spent a moment looking at places that were ten or twenty minutes away by car.
‘Should I buy a car?’
Until now, he’d always gotten around on foot.
He’d had no real need for a car and no money for one besides.
But that was different now.
Money was pouring in, and it seemed convenient to have a car eventually.
“Though maybe it’s better if I can walk to my place too?”
There would be days he didn’t feel like driving, after all. Times when he wasn’t in the best condition.
So Woojoo narrowed it down to two final candidates.
“Hmm.”
“Why are you pondering like that?”
As Woojoo was deliberating between the final two options, Hwaryeon suddenly approached and asked.
Woojoo pointed at the screen.
“I’m trying to decide between these two.”
“Ah. A move. Let me see.”
Hwaryeon examined the buildings on the screen, then answered without hesitation.
“Go with the one on the right.”
“Why’s that?”
“There’s a good restaurant right in front of it. Perfect when you’re too lazy to cook.”
“Oh.”
Solid advice.
Besides, since it was right in front of the office, eating there wouldn’t be strange at all.
The two locations had similar amenities anyway, so Woojoo decided on the right one without further thought.
“Haa. I’m sleepy.”
Hwaryeon returned to her desk and slumped into her chair. Then she closed her eyes again.
After that, Woojoo passed the time browsing the web.
But after a while, his eyelids grew heavy.
He didn’t resist for long.
“Mm.”
Eventually, Woojoo naturally leaned forward onto his desk and drifted off.
Not noticing the Steel Pipe propped against the side of his desk, emanating an otherworldly glow.
* * *
When he came to.
Woojoo realized he was in an unfamiliar place.
“What?”
Walls and floors of stone stretched endlessly around him.
Woojoo spun around in confusion, his eyes darting everywhere.
Then, right then—
-A low, rumbling growl.
Suddenly, something emerged from one side without warning.
It was a creature moving on four legs.
It looked as though someone had torn a piece of dense darkness away, gathered it, and reshaped it—and merely hearing its cry sent a chill racing down the spine.
‘What is this?’
Woojoo’s bewilderment at the incomprehensible situation lasted only a moment.
He quickly realized that a Steel Pipe was gripped in his hand.
Whatever this situation was, that alone gave him reassurance.
A low, rumbling growl erupted from the creature.
It released a menacing cry.
Woojoo raised the Steel Pipe and regarded it carefully.
Its form wasn’t entirely clear, but something about it struck him as lion-like.
He couldn’t explain why.
It was merely a vague instinct.
A terrible roar tore through the air.
Then it launched itself at him, claws scraping earth.
To be continued ▶
Urban Legends and the Obsession of Calamity-Grade Relics
Author
Lee Se-gye
Publisher
Kim Seok-hwan, Choi Se-ra
Published by
Grae Publishing
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Publication Date
May 26, 2026
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