Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work

Chapter 80.1

Alright. Let’s sort through this.

The monster in front of me...

That grotesque figure with its pixelated, distorted appearance, was undoubtedly my colleague, Go Yeongeun.

The goral mask was clearly visible, after all.

‘I feel bad for blasting that high-powered flashlight in her face...’

Clenching my teeth, I tried to focus on the mask instead of my sense of revulsion.

The problem was that normal communication was impossible!

I couldn’t speak, nor could I properly hear what the other person was saying...

There’s no way we can talk anyway!

If that’s the case, might as well kick her out of the school.

The urge to destroy everything surged up to my throat like bitter bile...

‘Ugh.’

It felt like my head was filled with errors.

This was driving me crazy.

Unable to think of another way to communicate, I eventually pulled a pen out of my pocket and, avoiding looking at her directly, wrote on the floor.

Ms. Goral?

Then, I waited in silence.

The moment ‘Go Yeongeun’ turned her gaze toward me, I froze.

A reply appeared on the A4 paper on the floor.

Mr. Roe Deer?? Are you self-aware? Can you act independently?

‘Phew.’

Good.

I looked at the monster—no, ‘Go Yeongeun’—and wrote a response.

Yes, I can.

Don’t worry, I’m not contaminated.

Although I imagine even a contaminated person might say something like this, so I’m concerned about how it sounds...

This is all part of this ghost story’s gimmick.

A gimmick?

Yes.

How should I explain this?

‘In this case, it’s probably best to go straight to the point.’

Knowing that the colleague in front of me was clearly intelligent, I decided to forego roundabout explanations and write the direct answer instead.

The solution to this ghost story that all the foreshadowing in its lore pointed toward.

This is a school where a horror game has become reality.

.

The name registered in the wiki for this ghost story,

I only shared hints and conveyed the core logic.

Here’s the point.

I obtained a student uniform in an unusual way and tried becoming a participant in this horror game.

For now, it seems to be working.

A game? Oh, it sounds like that one! The horror game where you’re trapped in school the night before White Day!

But isn’t becoming a participant in the ghost story’s game even more dangerous? Especially since you don’t know what might happen if you keep wearing that uniform for too long.

Go Yeongeun’s writing started off energetic but became rushed and frantic toward the end.

It was a reasonable concern.

You’re right. If it gets dangerous, I’ll stop right away.

I also planned to run for it if things didn’t go as expected.

But so far, things were proceeding exactly as I had anticipated...

Still, this might turn out to be the most definitive clear route we can document in the manual.

I’m going to give it a try.

After a brief silence—

Alright, then. I trust you, Mr. Roe Deer. You’ve always been strong against ghost stories...

Seriously, it’s just a misunderstanding...

Still, please don’t do anything too dangerous.

I’d like that too, but things in life rarely go as planned...

Ah, then, if we stay here together, other students might grow suspicious of you, so I’ll take my leave.

Huuuh?

Please, be careful!

That was the last thing she wrote.

The moment I was unfrozen, I saw Go Yeongeun slowly walking away down the hallway, turning her back to me.

W-Wait a second, Yeongeun-ssi...!

‘I still have things to ask you!’

Please help me!

I hurriedly caught up to her, lightly tapped her back, and hastily wrote out a new note.

Excuse me, Ms. Goral, there’s something I need to ask you.

It’s probably specialized knowledge only you can answer.

Sure! Feel free to ask!

Thankfully, Go Yeongeun turned back and kindly agreed to answer.

Whew!

Grateful, I quickly scribbled out my question.

Can you tell me where each organ is located in the human body?

What??

A-Ack.