The Calamity-Class Artifacts in Ghost Stories Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 53

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Catastrophe-Class Relics Obsessed with Urban Legends 53
Hwa Ryeon stood with her arms crossed, taking in both Woo Ju and the School Teacher at a glance.
Originally, she’d been planning for this to take quite some time. It didn’t seem like the kind of problem that could be solved in the short term.
But then, while Woo Ju was drawing all eyes the previous day, she’d conducted an investigation and discovered crucial information.
Information about this school, specifically.
‘This school was closed once before.’
Exactly twenty years ago.
The school had remained shut for a long time following an unfortunate accident.
Then, just one month ago, it had reopened and started accepting students again.
What Hwa Ryeon was looking for was precisely what that unfortunate accident had been.
If she could learn those details, she might be able to shut the school down again through the same process.
And fortunately, she’d found that information in just one day.
To be honest, the reason was remarkably simple.
‘They said the damage had been severe enough to make operating the school impossible.’
Specifically, multiple teachers had been injured, part of the school building had collapsed, and most critically, both the student roster and the school rulebook had been completely burned.
The student roster and school rulebook were the two pillars supporting this school.
In truth, one could argue the latter was more important than the former.
‘If we hadn’t known that and just caused chaos, the school would’ve been closed for maybe a few months, that’s all.’
In any case, the moment Hwa Ryeon grasped this, she’d devised a new plan and shared it with Woo Ju.
Hwa Ryeon’s role was to locate the roster and rulebook, then burn them.
Woo Ju, meanwhile, was to draw all attention and create chaos.
“You, you insolent brat!”
And Woo Ju was performing that role exceptionally well.
Every time Woo Ju said something, the School Teacher’s face turned red as if it might burst, and he swung the club in his hand back and forth wildly.
But Woo Ju spoke with perfect composure.
“How can you use such vulgar language with a student! What kind of discipline is this! It’s just venting!”
At this point, she wondered if Woo Ju could simply kill him with words alone and make him collapse from rage.
According to Woo Ju himself, he’d been a very obedient and conscientious student during his school years—though the truth of that claim was rather dubious.
“You! Come with me!”
“If you tell me to come, how could I not!”
Woo Ju boldly followed the School Teacher out of the classroom.
The students exchanged bewildered glances. It was certainly understandable—their teacher had just left in the middle of class with a student.
Hwa Ryeon watched this unfold, then quietly rose and slipped out of the room.
While Woo Ju drew their attention, she had to complete her objective.
* * *
Now outside the classroom with the School Teacher, Woo Ju was already holding an Iron Pipe.
The School Teacher, who had called Woo Ju out, turned around—then stopped short at the sight and spoke in genuine surprise.
“What is that?”
“This?”
Woo Ju paused thoughtfully before answering.
“It’s a precious possession of mine.”
“What?”
“Do I have to discuss personal matters? That’s a violation of my privacy.”
The School Teacher stood slack-jawed.
He seemed to have no idea what to criticize.
While the School Teacher was stunned, Woo Ju glanced back into the classroom.
He caught sight of Hwa Ryeon slipping discreetly out of the room.
“So, why did you call me out, sir?”
Woo Ju deliberately opened his mouth again to redirect the School Teacher’s focus back to himself.
The School Teacher’s face twisted in fury as he spoke.
“In all my days, I’ve never met a student like you!”
“And I’ve never met a teacher like you, sir!”
The School Teacher gnashed his teeth, then suddenly bellowed.
“Follow me!”
“Why! And where to?”
“You’re going to the Punishment Room!”
“Oh!”
Woo Ju had almost said “Finally!”—but caught himself just in time. That would’ve looked suspicious to anyone watching.
“Fine, I’ll go!”
When Woo Ju agreed to follow without complaint, the School Teacher’s eyes narrowed, and he swung his club sharply as he spoke.
“Know that if you stray anywhere else, there’ll be hell to pay!”
“Yes, yes. Let’s go quickly.”
Woo Ju gestured and moved his feet forward.
The School Teacher hesitated for a moment, then strode after him with quickening steps.
As they passed through the Corridor and headed toward the stairwell, Woo Ju glanced at his watch.
Hwa Ryeon had mentioned “three hours” earlier.
If there was no contact after three hours, she’d told him to escape this place first.
‘It’s probably just past noon.’
Woo Ju committed that time to memory and continued descending the stairs alongside the School Teacher.
The staircase was quite long.
‘At this rate, we must be around six or seven Underground Levels deep?’
The building above ground only had four floors, yet the depths below were staggering.
Notably, it’s impossible to access anything beyond the second Underground Level through normal means.
According to Hwa Ryeon, you can only enter properly when accompanied by a staff member.
That’s precisely why Woo Ju had waited for his escort to the Punishment Room.
All of this school’s structural vulnerabilities were concentrated down here in the Underground Levels.
‘She should be following behind me by now.’
Though he couldn’t see her, Woo Ju was confident that Hwa Ryeon was trailing behind him. That was the plan, after all.
As he descended the stairs, Woo Ju slowly surveyed his surroundings.
At first, nothing seemed particularly unusual, but around the third Underground Level, the atmosphere shifted.
The air itself felt thick and viscous, clinging to his skin.
And though it might have been imagination, he kept sensing a gaze from somewhere—watching him.
‘No, in a situation like this, it’s probably not just my imagination.’
Under normal circumstances, he might dismiss such feelings, but in a space like this, he couldn’t afford to ignore even the smallest sensation.
Such a feeling itself was likely an omen.
Even the Inspection Bureau didn’t know precisely what lay within the Underground Levels of this school.
An agent who’d infiltrated the school before had been dragged into the Punishment Room and escaped hastily not long after.
Though they’d managed to gather important intelligence during the ordeal, the fact remained that their information was incomplete.
So even the smallest clue had to be noted.
‘Well, my role is simple enough.’
In this operation, Woo Ju’s task was straightforward.
Draw as much attention as possible so Hwa Ryeon could move freely.
After descending for some time, the staircase finally ended.
Beyond the stairs lay a Corridor stretching wide open—yet something was wrong.
Woo Ju narrowed his eyes, then realized what seemed amiss.
‘Why are there windows down here?’
There they were—windows running along one side of the Corridor. Underground corridors had no business having windows.
Walking alongside the School Teacher, he peered outside; unsurprisingly, it was pitch dark.
Yet something felt off.
It wasn’t merely dark because the outside was an Underground wall—there seemed to be something more.
But this was something he couldn’t investigate immediately.
He’d decided to make his move only once he felt a genuine threat.
That way, he could draw things out longer.
“Right! Come on in!”
At that, the School Teacher stopped before a door and spoke.
But that door was far from ordinary.
It was solid steel throughout, and multiple Padlocks hung from it in succession.
There was unmistakable intent: whoever entered would not be let out.
The sight beyond the door’s threshold was even more grotesque.
‘This isn’t a punishment room—it’s an outright torture chamber.’
Iron chains, picks, and implements whose purpose he couldn’t even fathom—
All manner of vicious contraptions filled the space.
What caught his eye most was a metal cylinder positioned in the center of the room.
Inside the slightly ajar cylinder, countless sharp spikes were densely packed.
“What are you doing? Not coming in?”
Woo Ju hesitated for only a brief moment. Then he recognized the timing.
Time to create chaos.
“You go in first!”
Crack!
The School Teacher flew into the Punishment Room, struck by the Iron Pipe swung with full force.
Woo Ju immediately shut the door, then quickly locked all the padlocks the School Teacher had left open.
For a moment, silence settled over the area.
But only for a moment.
Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang!
Suddenly, violent pounding came from inside the room, accompanied by the School Teacher’s voice.
—You bastard! You damned wretch! How dare a mere student! To a teacher like me!
Woo Ju’s brow narrowed.
It wasn’t the content that bothered him. He couldn’t care less what some creature claiming to be a teacher had to say.
The important thing was that voice. It had transformed into something far too unpleasant to belong to a human.
‘It’s revealing its true form?’
That seemed to be exactly what was happening.
Every time the pounding on the door echoed out, the walls around it trembled as though they might shatter.
Yet despite seeming ready to give way, the door held firm.
It was clearly built to last. And from the look of things, whatever was inside couldn’t open it from that side.
“Hm.”
But Woo Ju knew this couldn’t be the end.
Or rather, this was only the beginning.
Everything he’d done up until now had stayed within the bounds of a delinquent “student,” but beating and confining a teacher crossed a line he hadn’t meant to cross.
Whoom-whoom-whoom!
And right on cue.
Just minutes later, a reaction came. The air around him began to vibrate.
Unlike the subtle sense of wrongness he’d felt before, this he felt clearly through his skin.
Something was coming.
At that point, Woo Ju removed his school uniform jacket and pulled on a leather one instead.
Then he stood in the center of the corridor, an Iron Pipe in one hand and the Necronomicon in the other.
He’d considered pressing himself against the wall, but quickly dismissed the idea.
Something might burst out from it and drag him along.
Several more minutes passed. Then, footsteps echoed from the end of the corridor.
Thud, thud, thud!
Heavy footsteps that made the floor shake with each step.
Soon, what appeared at the end of the corridor was the School Janitor.
Woo Ju recognized this because the figure was wearing the School Janitor’s clothes.
In other words, if that hadn’t been the case, he wouldn’t have known it was the janitor at all.
The build was nearly twice Woo Ju’s size, and the knees bent backward instead of forward.
It spoke, looking at Woo Ju.
“Student.”
The voice was eerily ordinary.
“You shouldn’t cause a disturbance at school.”
“But I’m standing here quietly.”
“Quietly? We’ve been watching everything the student has done.”
“Is that so? Do you have CCTV set up somewhere?”
At Woo Ju’s calm response, the School Janitor’s face twisted.
“This won’t be solved with words. The student needs punishment.”
Watching the School Janitor stride toward him, Woo Ju spoke again.
“What kind of janitor administers punishment? That’s the teacher’s job. I’m not even in a place I’m not supposed to be.”
At that, the School Janitor hesitated.
Woo Ju could see its pupils rolling around.
Even in this situation, these creatures couldn’t completely break free from the school’s rules.
But it seemed they had some degree of flexibility.
“Fine. Then let’s go see the teacher.”
It advanced again, reaching out with its two enormous, swollen arms to grab Woo Ju.
Judging that he couldn’t buy any more time with words, Woo Ju raised the Iron Pipe.
“Get lost!”
He pushed off the ground, rushed forward, and swung the pipe with all his strength.
Crack!
The creature couldn’t withstand the impact and flew backward.
But only for a moment.
“Whatdoyouthinkyoudoingstudentviolenceisnotallowedihavewatchedanotherroundofdisciplineisneededasanelderitseemsihavetoteachyouaproperlession.”
The School Janitor muttered to itself as it straightened its upper body, bent at the waist as though folded in half.
And at the same moment.
Tap-tap-tap-tap!
Footsteps echoed from both ends of the Corridor. A great many footsteps.
Among them, Woo Ju’s lips curved upward.
“All right. Let’s go check it out.”
Continued in the next chapter ▶
Catastrophe-Class Relics from Urban Legends Obsessed Over
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Lee Se-gye
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