— Chapter 390
Central Control Room.
From behind me, I hear a sound.
Someone knocking on the door.
A soft, beautiful… knock.
Knock, knock, knock.
“Assistant Manager.”
“……”
“Did we… lock the door?”
“No.”
I lunged backward.
I ran like mad and seized the door as though throwing my entire body against it….
…Click.
It was firmly locked.
“……”
I raised my head.
The monitor above the door.
The central system is currently under control.
For safety, access is restricted due to the emergency alarm.
It locked automatically.
“Ha….”
My heart pounded.
Was I just… trying to check whether the door was properly locked? Or….
Was I trying to open it for them?
Cold sweat trickled down the back of my neck.
It was even more frightening because I couldn’t tell whether what I felt was fear or anticipation.
No……
Knock, knock, knock.
Every fine hair on my body stood on end.
You’ve come.
Your anticipation
is lovely.
A shudder ran up my back so intensely that tears sprang to my eyes.
It felt like being acknowledged, like I was about to be comforted, like the pain would disappear.
It was beyond the door.
Vibrating lovingly.
Your heart
listens so fervently.
I am glad.
No. No.
The hand that hears my invitation
and pulls the doorknob
shall be joyful.
I—I forcibly tore my hand away from the doorknob and slowly backed….
“Hey.”
“……”
“What the hell is this behind the door?”
Open it gladly.
Welcome the heat that pours forth,
my pretty one.
“Move.”
“Excuse me?”
“I said move.”
She spoke flatly.
“Let me hear the voice a little more.”
A chill crawled over my skin.
“Assistant Manager,”
“Why? I’m only listening. What’s the problem? It’s not like I’m saying I’ll open the door.”
Her eyes had gone wrong.
“No. Step away. Those are contamination symptoms!”
The legs and arms that walked so long
were hot and weary,
but now, placed in the shade beneath the earth,
they are softly, perfectly warm.
“It sounds nice. What’s the problem?”
“If lead tasted good, would you grind it up and eat it too? Get a hold of yourself!”
“Get a hold of myself? Maybe I could if this hurt a little less….”
Like a cool, sweet stream,
I shall cool my lover’s head.
“Listening to that makes…
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