The lobby of the extravagant golden resort.
And the cleaners gathered in a crowd before it.
“Wow.”
“I’ve only ever seen places like this on Reels… Holy shit.”
If I had let my guard down even slightly, I would have dropped the mop handle I was holding.
‘No.’
Why the hell was Flower Golden Resort here?
‘The building you clean is usually somewhere that exists in reality…!’
This place was inside a Ghost Story.
The building is frequently a mixed-use facility at least four stories tall and is highly likely to be a mirror image of a building that exists in reality, although locations that do not exist in reality occasionally appear.
Had I somehow managed to hit yet another absurd probability?
Or….
‘…Maybe it’s because there’s a connection.’
Perhaps it had been drawn here as though summoned.
After all, this place and I….
Had a very deep connection.
I carefully stepped farther into the lobby.
“…….”
It was extremely quiet, as though business hours had ended.
“Whoa, this place is fucking luxurious.”
“You think this is real gold? Nah….”
“Hey, but why would a place like this let some random day laborers they don’t even know clean it?”
“Come on, why are we day laborers? We’re Baekilmong employees! I’m telling you, this is all some major-corporation partnership thing.”
“Ahhh~ Makes sense, makes sense.”
As I listened to the cleaners’ chatter echo through the lobby, I tightened my grip on the mop.
…Wasn’t this incredibly rude?
If they acted like this inside a resort that might still have guests, according to the resort’s rules….
‘No.’
Outside the resort, the theme park was dark and deserted.
Business had already ended for the day.
Then it should be fine.
But another doubt rose in my mind.
‘…Still, we always had someone stationed at the reception desk.’
So there would be someone available if anybody came out.
Even if not there, there…