I Became the Cute One in the Troubleshooter Squad

When I glanced outside the store after sensing an ominous tension, I saw strange shapes moving like bamboo shoots sprouting after the rain.

What was that?

I blinked and focused on the figures approaching the store. Soon, their forms became clear through the large glass window.

“Grrraaaaah...”

“Kik, keek...!”

Corpses dripping with a sticky, slimy substance as they moved.

In this world, they were often considered an inferior version of ghouls—zombies.

And there weren’t just one or two. The number was in the dozens, enough to fill the streets to the brim.

Such an overwhelming number was dangerous enough to catch even a seasoned fixer off guard.

‘What the—! After all my hard work cleaning the street, they go and dirty it like this!’

But I didn’t have time to care about that right now.

The sight of the street I had cleaned for visiting customers being defiled by dripping corpse sludge in an instant drove me mad.