What made me feel uncomfortable was when I discovered that there was a ‘guidebook’ in the passenger seat drawer of the van that I had never seen before.

    “Hey. What is this? Is it yours?”

    “Huh?… It’s not mine? And don’t let me talk to you while I’m driving.”

    A man with a black crucian carp tattoo on his left arm picked up the ‘guide’ in the drawer with a reluctant look on his face.

    We will soon arrive at the ‘Saetbyeol Apartment’ that my brother mentioned.

    The goal is to quietly bring in an E-class hunter.

    So, I opened the drawer to take out the [high-powered Taser gun for monsters] that I had packed in advance, and this ‘guide’ was placed on top of the Taser gun.

    A carefully coated guidebook.

    An item that wasn’t there when I put the Taser in the drawer.

    He read the ‘Guide’ while rubbing his arms, which had goosebumps in the colder weather than before.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    ※Guide to a harmonious apartment culture※

    One.

    1-1.

    1-2. If part of the guide is ‘missing the table of contents’

    – You may use your discretion until the item returns to normal.

    – Good luck to you.

    2.

    3.

    4.

    … … .

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    But there was no need to read the guide.

    Because all items are missing.

    It’s as if someone deleted the content on purpose.

    Except for items 1-2, nothing was written in the guide.

    A piece of paper with no known reason or purpose.

    What are you saying?

    I also showed the ‘guide’ to my colleague who was busy driving the car.

    The only thing that came back was a curse telling me to get rid of it because I was in the way.

    “It’s not mine! It doesn’t have any content. What is this?”

    “Tsk… Mr. Bongchil, did that bastard play a prank?”

    The man clenched his tongue nervously, tore up the ‘guide’ and threw it out the window.

    I don’t have time for jokes like this. I have to finish work quickly and go for a drink.

    Because I got paid.

    Boo…

    Meanwhile, the van carrying them entered the ‘Saetbyeol Apartment’.

    An apartment located in Euncheon-gu, where land is expensive.

    In the security room at the entrance, a dying old man is playing with clay like an old man with dementia.

    In what day and age are we entrusting the security of our apartment to an old man like that?

    The level of an E-class hunter living in such a low-class place is understandable.

    The two men smiled at the thought that things would turn out easier than expected.

    “Is this the right place?”

    “Yes, my brother told me. I said it’s room 904, so let’s go quickly.”

    It was 1 a.m. with a dark night sky.

    It’s the perfect time to ‘work’ without others knowing.

    The men got out of the van and took the tools they had prepared.

    Taser gun, sleeping pills, twine and rope to open the front door, etc…

    Originally, there were many items prepared separately, but looking at the state of security, this seemed to be sufficient.

    They are two C-level hunters.

    The target is an E-class hunter.

    The security is an old man.

    You can do this with your eyes closed.

    ‘My brother told me to be careful because there might be a trap… but what could be in a shabby apartment like this?’

    They have completed all preparations.

    I took out my smartphone and checked the photo my brother sent me.

    This is a photo of the E-class hunter they need to bring in this time.

    “Wow, she’s so fucking pretty… Hey, do we really have to just take her? It’s such a waste.”

    “Just do as your brother tells you. Go back quickly and have a drink…”

    Just like that, it was as if the two men had already completed their mission.

    The moment I was excitedly thinking about my future schedule,

    『I don’t think you are a resident of the apartment complex… What brought you here?』

    An old man dressed as a security guard spoke to them.

    The kind face is full of wrinkles like tree rings.

    An old man that can be found anywhere.

    When an unfamiliar van entered the apartment at 1 a.m., the old man felt suspicious and came over to check.

    Courage is truly imaginary. Or fearless.

    “…….”

    “…….”

    Two members of the Black Bunga gang ignore the old guard’s words and look at each other.

    Soon, one of them approached the old man with a friendly smile, and the other entered the apartment first.

    “Ah~, it’s no big deal, I’m here to meet my friend~. I just came up from the countryside, and my friend is awake right now, so please come up quickly, okay?”

    As the man said that, he showed off his burly arm with a crucian carp tattoo on it to the old man.

    A subtle threat not to interfere in our affairs.

    If you were an old man who used to play with clay in the security room, this would immediately scare you and lock you in the security room.

    “haha. Has the young man come to meet his friend? You must be tired, coming from the countryside.』

    But why?

    The old man did not look scared at all and just smiled kindly.

    It’s like watching the struggles of an insignificant ant.

    『But… is that friend of mine, by any chance, their seal?』

    Soon the old man pointed his finger toward the top of the apartment, as if he had spotted someone.

    The man turned his head to follow the old man’s finger without any doubt.

    『… … .』

    『… … .』

    『… … .』

    and.

    His eyes met with numerous ‘somethings’ quietly looking down at him from the apartment window.

    … … .

    “W-what!?”

    I took a step back at the horrifying sight.

    The man looked up at the brightly lit apartment as if he couldn’t understand.

    It was obviously a dark apartment just a moment ago… but now the lights were on in all the houses except room 904.

    It’s 1 am now.

    A time when most people are sleeping.

    can not understand.

    why?

    Even while the man was taking a step back, their eyes were on him.

    [Silhouette] of a person with his hand on the window.

    In every house where the lights are on, [silhouettes] look down on the man.

    The sight of them standing motionless was enough to make the man’s bulky body tremble.

    Because it was a sight that went beyond common sense.

    A fear rising from the incomprehensible embraces his body.

    “What is this…!”

    『Have you ever harbored resentment towards the world?』

    The old man says.

    In a caring voice.

    Wrinkled and unsightly fingers, weighed down by the weight of time, point to the [silhouettes] of the apartment.

    『Sometimes, unbearable resentment reaches the sky.』

    『There are things that wake up in the dark.』

    Blink.

    The lights blink.

    At the same time, the light in the once-white apartment turned bright red, like blood.

    The man stared blankly at the reddened apartment window.

    『And the grudge will remain there forever, looking for a new scapegoat.』

    Bright red lights fill the parking lot.

    For a moment, the man had a vision of the apartment parking lot being covered in his own blood.

    Grumble. Grumble. Grumble. Grumbling…

    I hear a sound.

    The sound of an apartment window opening.

    The thick smell of blood stings your nose, and the chilling cold freezes your hands and feet.

    The man looked straight up at the apartment with the window open.

    “……iced coffee.”

    see.

    [Silhouettes] that were hidden from view by the transparent window.

    Although he had the appearance of a human, he merely wore a human shell…

    Monsters who deviate from the ways of the world.

    They gesture to the man.

    I’m going to kill you. I will sink your life into darkness.

    But… why?

    The man felt joy.

    『The woman with blue hair that the young lady brought was just sent away. Because the young lady will be sad.』

    『But… not you.』

    The old man’s words were not heard.

    The man opened his mouth as if he were absorbed in something, and stretched his arms high into the sky.

    Then something invisible grabs the man’s wrist and lifts it roughly.

    Crunch…

    The wrist is broken, and the man’s body floats up.

    As if someone used a skill.

    But it’s not a skill.

    A power that deviates from the ways of the world.

    That’s why you can’t resist and you can’t run away.

    If so… let’s accept it gladly.

    Because we know that you look after us.

    Because the one who carries it will come find us.

    “Ahhh…!”

    The man’s body comes to mind.

    A broken wrist doesn’t hurt.

    His face was filled with joy, and he made eye contact with the [silhouettes] in the apartment.

    The fear of the unknown stops his heart.

    『It’s frustrating to just stay at home.』

    “Let’s hang out.”

    “Where?”

    said the silhouette.

    A voice that sounds like several people speaking at the same time.

    “……I want to drink.”

    The intoxicated man answered.

    okay. After this was over, he planned to have a drink at the bar he always went to.

    Because my salary came this time.

    “good.”

    Cooung!!!

    And he,

    The man who broke into Saetbyeol Apartments in Euncheon-gu to bring in an E-class hunter,

    He fell head first in front of his favorite bar.

    He was happy.

    … … .

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    『A bug crawled in.』

    Meanwhile, at that time.

    The member of the Black Bunga gang who entered the apartment first was facing a girl in a black frilly dress in the 9th floor hallway.

    The lights are off and the hallway is dark.

    A girl with her eyes covered by a black parasol is standing in front of room 904 as if guarding it.

    The dress skirt is long, so the girl’s feet are not visible.

    ‘Who is it… Hunter? I’ve never seen a hunter look like that.’

    The man who was shining a light on the girl with the flashlight app on his smartphone frowned.

    A girl standing in a dark hallway at 1 am.

    Just by looking at it, it looks suspicious. Could this be the force that paid off Kang Na-ri’s debt that my brother told me about?

    As expected, that E-class hunter knows something.

    He took out a Taser from his pocket and aimed it at the girl.

    “What are you? Who are you?”

    『You’re rude at first meeting. The child even complimented Yeo, saying that the parasol looked good on her…』

    Fazijik!!

    The Taser was fired, interrupting the girl.

    However, as if the laws of physics were distorted, the flying electrode needle suddenly stopped high in the air.

    The man, with his eyes wide open, took out the palu he had brought with him.

    I’m not sure, but it’s a shield-type skill. As long as your opponent is a hunter, you must not let down your guard.

    It’s probably not going to happen, but… if that girl is a higher level hunter than you, you should think about running away.

    『… … It’s really rude.』

    Either the men are ready for battle or not.

    The girl, muttering in displeasure, took a step closer, chewing her seductive lips visible under the parasol.

    Sagagakㅡ.

    The footsteps of numerous insects were heard from inside the girl’s skirt.

    『Yes… bugs that play bad pranks should be treated like bugs.』

    “What were you muttering earlier? Who are you?”

    Words whose meaning is unknown.

    The man took a step back.

    It’s dangerous like this.

    Since I don’t know the opponent’s strength, I have to retreat first and report to my brother.

    The man, who felt an inexplicable sense of intimidation from the girl, calculated the timing to run away to join his colleagues outside.

    Sagagagakㅡ. Sagagakㅡ.

    “Uh, huh?”

    And, without realizing it, I scratched the back of my hand.

    My skin was itchy.

    Sagagakㅡ. Sagagakㅡ.

    The sound of insect footsteps in my ears.

    The man put down the straw he was holding and scratched his skin.

    itch.

    My skin itches.

    “W-What? What is this? Sleep…what is it?”

    I scratched my arm.

    Scratching his face, the back of his neck, and his head, he continues to ask questions.

    It’s so itchy.

    As if there were bugs crawling on my skin.

    why?

    Sagagagakㅡ.

    He scratched his body, completely forgetting that there was an unidentified girl in front of him.

    His skin here and there is scratched and torn by his fingernails, and his fingers turn red.

    Even though blood is dripping, my hands do not stop.

    My whole body itches. sick.

    The pain of my flesh being torn apart, but I can’t stop.

    He bit his left arm with his teeth.

    Through the torn skin, a tiny ant crawls out from under the skin.

    『Come on, bug. It’s a little bug.』

    『Become smelly fertilizer for the kingdom of Ye.』

    There was no screaming.

    All that comes out is the sound of deflating air, like a balloon with a hole in it.

    A girl in a black frilly dress, twirling a blindfolded parasol.

    [Bug Princess] looked down at a bug rolling around on the floor and smiled in satisfaction.

    Fit for a bug,

    It was a short ending.

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