Mistaken for a Catastrophe-Level Ghost Story Employee 28

Chapter 28

Squeeze!

“Oh, oh my. What a coincidence! Hahaha.”

“Indeed… I think we are des, destiny… companions!”

What destiny, companions!

We’re just bad karma! Bad karma!

A meeting with a living grim reaper.

What did I do wrong in my past life?

To face such a trial…

CIt was a mistake to instinctively walk toward Exit 1 of Seongsu Station.

If my legs had any intelligence, I might have surely yelled at them in anger.

No, I would have definitely flicked them on the forehead.

However…… Right now, even if I can explain why I came to Seongsu Station. Kim Ha-eun, why are you here! Swipe.

Using my hand that could barely move, I checked the current time on my smartphone.

10:48 AM

Why is this woman here at this time? Moreover, it’s already 4 minutes past the opening time of the Ghost story marketplace.

If she wasn’t planning to go to the Ghost story marketplace, then why?

“Um, excuse me.”

“Yes?”

“May I ask how long you’ve been here…”

“Since 10 PM last night!”

…What?

“I, I was so excited that before I knew it. I ended up coming out too early.”

“……”

‘You’re not mistaking it for 10 AM, are you?’

According to Kim Ha-eun, she had been waiting at this spot for a full 12 hours, from last night until now.

If she had no reason to enter the Ghost story marketplace. It could be assumed that she was waiting for someone here.

Kim Ha-eun has no one she can call a friend.

(They all ended up in her hands…)

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I deliberately ignored the truth that flashed through my mind for a moment.

Surely, Kim Ha-eun must have been waiting for someone other than me here.

That’s what I wanted to think.

“I, I was waiting.”

Suddenly Kim Ha-eun’s trembling voice hit my ears.

Our eyes met as she looked up at me with her head tilted upward, her bloodshot eyes glistening even more red today.

…It’s a bit embarrassing to say.”

In contrast to Kim Ha-eun’s flushed face, my own face, Park Yeon-jeong’s, had turned pale.

“I… I was waiting for… you.”

“…………”

‘Did we make an appointment?’

At least I don’t remember any.

And what would she have done if I hadn’t come, waiting here so recklessly.

Kim Ha-eun, this woman, is really going too far.

If I remain caught by her like this, I don’t know what might happen to me. For now, I should focus on getting away from this woman.

This kind of reaction from Kim Ha-eun is just how one treats an acquaintance they haven’t seen in a long time.

Squeeze.

…Though it seems a bit excessive for treating someone you haven’t seen in a long time.

I can still get away from Kim Ha-eun.

Let me turn the conversation around by saying I have something urgent to do, like last time.

Then I can escape… or so I thought.

“Um. Today I…”

“‘Um’? Call me by my name.”

“…What? Your name?”

“You already know it. You called me by my name at the store that time. Why aren’t you calling me by my name this time?”

“……”

Somehow, the stutter in Kim Ha-eun’s speech that was present until just now disappeared, and at the same time, an eerie atmosphere began to permeate.

Squeeze.

Zing!

‘Ah, it hurts!’

Kim Ha-eun’s grip, with both hands wrapped around my waist, gradually tightens. At this rate, until my waist is crushed.

Just 10 seconds ago!

“…Kim… Ha-eun. Ha-eun! It was Ha-eun! I, I’m sorry.”

“…Hehe. You really play such mischievous jokes.”

“Ha, hahahaha.”

“Hehehe.”

What joke! I almost died by your hands just now!

This is clearly a threat!

If I hadn’t said the name Kim Ha-eun, tomorrow morning’s news would have reported a murder case near Seongsu Station.

And when did I ever call her by the name Kim Ha-eun?

This woman’s delusions are too extreme.

At this rate, my waist feels like it’s going to break.

I immediately grabbed Kim Ha-eun’s shoulders, who was holding me tightly, and pushed her away with all my strength.

Gasp!

“Ha, Ha-eun!”

“Yes?”

I succeeded in getting her off my body for now. From now on is what’s important.

“…My stomach hurts a little. I’ll go to the nearby bathroom for a moment.”

“Ah! I, I was holding you for too long. I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s fine. I’ll be right back.”

Park Yeon-jeong’s footsteps began to move quickly across the ground as if I had learned teleportation for the first time in my life.

Leaving behind Kim Ha-eun who was smiling brightly while looking at my back. I ran.

I barely managed to escape with my slow pace, running as far as possible from Seongsu Station to a nearby park about 10 minutes away.

“…Is, is this far enough?”

I thought this distance would be sufficient.

Surely there was no sign of anyone following me.

“Was, was there a bathroom… around here?”

“!!!”

What is wrong with this woman, really!

“Ha, Ha-eun?”

“Ah, I’m sorry. Somehow… you were going in a different direction from the bathroom I know.”

“……”

“I thought you were avoiding me. Running away… weren’t you?”

“…Of course not.”

Those blood-colored eyes that sparkle subtly as she looks up at me. I’m too scared.

This woman is several times scarier than any ghost story.

The trembling in our conversation disappears, and her red eyes shine with an even deeper light as she looks at me.

As if warning me.

She pressured me with a killing intent that said she wouldn’t tolerate a second mistake.

In fact, isn’t Kim Ha-eun a ghost story herself?

I had a burning desire to ask the GRA agency to investigate her.

But if I did that.

I would probably already be a cold corpse by then.

Flimsy excuses won’t work anymore.

If I foolishly try the same method as before one more time.

I’ll be immediately eliminated.

Really, from this morning until now.

It’s been too busy.

With tears welling up in my eyes at the current situation, where I seem to be getting entangled in more incidents than on a weekday.

The world blurred by tears soon.

Felt like I was seeing my future.

After that, I was sealed with my left arm pulled into Kim Ha-eun’s embrace.

She didn’t try to enter any store.

Or try to do anything with me.

Just, aimlessly continuing… continuing… repeatedly just walking without a destination.

Like taking a dog for a walk, keeping a moderate pressure on my arm to prevent me from escaping,

never letting go of me. Park Yeon-jeong could now look at hissituation coldly.

‘I’m finished.’

The thought ‘It’s easier if you give up’ flashes through hismind.

If she just accepts this moment and looks at the current situation coldly, it might not be so bad.

Kim Ha-eun is a character who ranked first in an online popularity poll called < Ghost Story Record Storage>, recognized by almost everyone as charming.

She had bonus points for being a devoted woman who loves only one person, and it was even written that Kim Ha-eun is really good at housework.

Especially cooking with kitchen knives was described as excellent.

Moreover, she’s a talented individual who would rise to the position of deputy Department head at a globally recognized major company.

Assuming this woman has a great liking for Park Yeon-jeong herself, and reconsidering the situation based on this premise.

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Everyone (male/female) who had a meeting with employee Kim Ha-eun ended up the same way.

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Death.

…Well, decided.

Even if the world ends, I will escape from Kim Ha-eun. By any means necessary.

Because I want to live.

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How long have we been walking?

My knees are aching.

03:45 PM.

Two people have been trapped in the dilemma of walking for about 5 hours so far.

“Hehehe.”

I knew Kim Ha-eun had incredibly good stamina.

But she didn’t even show signs of being tired.

Moreover.

This woman is smiling.

Her face was full of bright smiles.

On the contrary, Park Yeon-jeong’s current state was.

Dragging.

Not what could be called walking.

It would be more accurate to say being pulled by someone.

That appearance was like a dead corpse and reminiscent of a zombie, the birth of Park Zombie.

At this rate, I won’t have legs left, when something caught my eye.

A bus that happened to be stopped.

‘…Bus…it’s a bus!’

And as if a thought suddenly occurred to me.

As if possessed by something, I grabbed Kim Ha-eun’s arm and said. ‘Ha-eun, let’s run.’

“What?”

Park Yeon-jeong ran first toward the stopped bus.

Of course, Kim Ha-eun also ran in surprise, but the moment she saw the bus in front of her.

…Screech!

Kim Ha-eun’s steps stopped.

Even releasing the arm link that she hadn’t let go of once during the 5 hours.

But I spoke to Kim Ha-eun in the most gentle tone possible.

“It was my dream to ride a bus with someone I like.”

“!!”

“You’ll ride too, of course, right?”

“……”

Kim Ha-eun is contemplating.

Yes, think about it.

Indeed, there’s no law saying I have to die.

The bus stopped right in front of us was proof of that.

Among the many settings listed about Kim Ha-eun.

-Things she dislikes.

One of the things listed that Kim Ha-eun dislikes.

Public transportation.

(Bus, subway) The reason she dislikes public transportation is quite simple. Because there are many people.

For Kim Ha-eun, who is powerfully introverted, she doesn’t prefer places where many people gather or public transportation.

Especially after almost throwing up due to the swaying feeling unique to buses when she was young, she has avoided buses ever since.

The memory that remained as a bad experience for Kim Ha-eun.

Has now become the only escape opportunity for Park Yeon-jeong.

Therefore, this moment was one of the few golden opportunities where I had to strongly push my assertion.

“Actually. If I had a lover, I would definitely want to… go on bus dates!”

“D-d-d-date, on, on a bus?!”

It’s a lie, of course.

There couldn’t be a more unreasonable claim.

To others, it might seem like a roundabout way of saying no.

But it was possible because it was Kim Ha-eun.

Kim Ha-eun was seriously considering my unreasonable claim.

“If I ever have a lover, I would definitely go on bus dates once a week.”

“Once… a week…”

This statement would have sounded like a death sentence to Kim Ha-eun.

Vroom.

The sound of the bus engine starting.

If Kim Ha-eun says she can’t ride the bus here.

-Yes!

You can’t ride the bus…

I really wanted to ride with you,

but I guess we weren’t meant to be.

Goodbye then.

The plan was to say this line and smoothly get on the bus behind and leave this place.

Of course, looking at the current situation, there might be retaliation from Kim Ha-eun later.

The situation is different now.

Those who have lost their lives to Kim Ha-eun so far would have been those who couldn’t bear her burdensome affection and were the first to notify her of the breakup.

Therefore, Kim Ha-eun would have continually repeated a “death” form of farewell to those whom she perceived had abandoned her.

But the situation is different now.

For Kim Ha-eun, who couldn’t provide what her loved one wanted, this is an impossible special case.

It would be a situation where she herself has acted contrary to her ideal of wanting to do everything for the one she loves.

It’s not that I rejected Kim Ha-eun.

She would be recognizing it as if Kim Ha-eun herself had rejected me.

Of course, all of this is possible because it’s Kim Ha-eun.

On material that even morning dramas wouldn’t use with a “this is too much” attitude, Kim Ha-eun is sincerely worrying.

Then my next line was already decided.

“So, Ha-eun, you don’t want to ride the bus with me.”

“Yes! Oh, no… that’s not it… that’s, not it…”

“I guess… we weren’t meant to be… goodbye.”

With the most wistful tone possible and the performance of showing her my bent back weakly.

It was perfect.

This would do it.

Park Yeon-jeong moved toward the bus that had extended a hand of salvation to him, finally escaping from the long shackles of Kim Ha-eun.

Beep-

Fortunately, the card that Noise gave me could also be used as a transportation card. …Done.

Really done.

Liberation.

I really… escaped from the hands of the yandere girl.

I was relieved that I could now escape from all restraints. Dadadadadadak!

Beep-

But along with the sound of the transportation card payment that followed.

My gaze, which had been directed at the floor, extended toward the front door of the bus.

With black, long hair hanging forward.

Through the gaps in that tangled hair, gleaming eyes.

Fiercely stared at a man.

“…I, absolutely… won’t… let you go.”

“……”

Hiiik!!

For some reason, a scene from a horror movie flashed through my mind at this moment.

Barely escaping from an attacker trying to kill you.

At the moment the actor breathes a sigh of relief.

“Found you.”

The current situation overlaps with the scene where they are killed along with that voice.

Step. Step. Step.

The sight of Kim Ha-eun slowly walking toward the bus seat where Park Yeon-jeong himself was sitting was truly a masterpiece.

Obviously in a bad way.

Just when I was despairing at the thought that I would never escape from Kim Ha-eun’s swamp like this.

【Bus number 4444 is now departing.】

The bus’s guidance voice brushed past my ears.

But currently, the man Park Yeon-jeong’s gaze was focused on Kim Ha-eun, who was approaching him while exhaling rough breaths.

Therefore, he didn’t realize.

What kind of bus he had boarded.

【This stop is ‘The Living World’.】

【The next stop is ‘Greed’.】

【Please check the register you are carrying in advance. Please do not mistake the location of your stop.】

【This bus operates one-way only.】