I knew.
I knew that the Supernatural Disaster Management Agency was managing this Ghost Story, Dokkaebi Workshop, so tightly that no information about it could leak out.
More precisely… that was all I knew!
“I had no idea exactly how they were managing the Ghost Story….”
Because it hadn’t even been mentioned in the Darkness Exploration Record!
Who would have imagined they were actually stationed inside the Ghost Story itself, filtering out visitors and monitoring the creation of equipment?
An Agency employee, a human, pretending to be a dokkaebi inside a Ghost Story!
[Oh dear? You’re awfully slow to answer!]
My head was spinning.
“……What do I do?”
Wait. What had I been babbling up to this point?
With the sensation of my blood turning cold, I replayed the previous conversation in my mind like a panorama.
The crucial mistake… right, I hadn’t made one.
“…It’s okay!”
I could still recover this. I could recover this….
In that case.
I deliberately let a faintly pale, helpless expression show plainly on my face.
“I’m sorry, Elder, but I was not given permission to say whether I’m allowed to tell anyone that….”
[……]
I don’t know.
I have absolutely no idea that you’re human, that you’re my senior agent.
I’m just a rookie who didn’t realize it at all, trying my best to respond somehow while flustered out of my mind because a dokkaebi inside a Ghost Story is suddenly prying into my personal details!
“Please!”
I raised my head a little with a look that said, What am I supposed to do about this dokkaebi?
And then,
[Good grief, the…