Chapter 400
My neck reflected in the mirror.
Even looking at it again, the strangely altered sticker was still right there in plain sight.
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Z999
HAS LEFT THEIR POST.
CAPTURE REQUESTED
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Capture reque….
“…!”
I couldn’t follow the thought any further.
I couldn’t breathe!
Breath….
“Kim Soleum!”
“Haaagh,”
It released me.
I desperately forced air into my lungs and expelled it again as though I were choking, then hurriedly spoke.
“This seems to happen… intermittently….”
It came again.
“…!!”
“Wait!”
This….
Am I going to die like this?
‘After making it all the way here, I’m going to suffocate to death because of a sticker…?’
More than fear, a sense of absurdity and outright refusal to accept it surged through me.
‘No, stay calm….’
What the hell kind of function did they put into this sticker?
Capture requested?
Worker…….
…….
The wording on the worker sticker.
HAS LEFT THEIR POST.
…!!
“We have to go back… to the branch… urk,”
“What kind of bullshit—”
BANG!
Someone violently threw open the guesthouse door and entered the room.
“Assistant Manager….”
“Don’t talk. Keep your airway open.”
Assistant Manager Jin Nasol, her head tilted back and cold sweat pouring down her face, had one hand on her sticker just like I did.
Her collarbone.
A horrifying rash was spreading around it just from looking at it…!
Just like mine!
“If you panic, it’ll be harder. Tilt your head… away from the sticker, and force the air in… as sharply as you can…!”
“Mmmp!”
My throat constricted again.
It’s spreading.
It’s spreading farther and farther!
Across my entire neck—
“Haaagh,”
“…!!”
It felt as though I were dying, but I followed Assistant Manager Jin Nasol’s instructions as closely as possible.
Exactly as she said…!
‘Head the other way, breathe, sharply…….’
………Sure enough, I managed to secure a thin passage for air.
‘B-breathe.’
Until the pressure around my neck eased again.
“Haaagh,”
“F*ck, this thing….”
“Baek Saheon,”
For one brief moment, I forcibly grabbed his shoulder.
“We have to… go back to the branch…!”
“……!”
“A taxi. I’ll pay….”
I looked at Baek Saheon.
“Please.”
“…….”
Thankfully, Baek Saheon did not make the extremely Baekilmong-like rational decision to cut both of us loose,…
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