While being chased by something zombie-like in the residential area of Noon Station in Segwang Special City, I found the door to Moonlight Tattoo Shop.
I hurriedly opened the door and ran inside, only to find a blue mascot sitting there together with the tattooist.
…No matter that this was a Ghost Story, the situation still felt like some ridiculous daytime fever dream.
‘What is this?’
For a moment, I thought I had fallen for this station’s gimmick and entered that state where “an eternal nap” was written, but “your neck twists and you die” was read.
But it was real.
Especially considering that behind me were three Baekilmong researchers, all but gasping their last.
“…Hello.”
Even before the tattooist, who had stood up, could say anything, the blue mascot came running over as if giving me an enthusiastic welcome.
W e l c o m e
And then the large, cute, deformed mascot suit that resembled a dragon hugged me.
Y o u ’ v e w o r k e d h a r d
G o o d C h i l d
The soft texture, and from somewhere inside it, it almost felt like I could faintly hear the background music of Blue Dream Theme Park….
“…Thank you.”
Where the fear I had felt before had vanished, something strangely close to sorrow now took its place.
[Oh, what a showy embrace! That mascot is still just as overemotional and unconcerned with dignity as ever.]
[Then again, a pool mascot can hardly be expected to understand the concept of keeping up appearances. Unlike my friend here, who runs a resort with such elegance.]
And you really never change….
The feeling that had almost moved me strangely enough vanished in an instant. Smiling awkwardly, I asked,
“Um, but… shouldn’t you be at the theme park? How are you here?”
I myself could only leave the resort because I had a manager who could work in my place.
When I had run into the blue mascot before on Death End Road, all it had been able to do…