Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work

A rookie agent had been infected.

"Agent?"

Ryu Jaekwan had already experienced similar situations multiple times. An agent who miscounted the final step and stepped onto the wrong stair. An agent who endured two days without a drop of water, only to be contaminated by a raindrop falling into the membrane of their eye... They just disappear.

Just like that.

Without context, without warning.

The kind of eeriness that some find entertaining is what people often call an ghost story...

But for the person involved, it was only natural for it to feel like a common tragedy.

Just like now.

"Bronze-ah."

At that moment, his superior quickly bumped his shoulder and slung an arm around him.

"...!"

And with a finger on his back, he wrote one word.