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    – This guide was written to help you safely return home after completing your night patrol.

    – So, don’t lose it by storing it in a strange place. Just put it in the [Black Book].

    0. The purpose of the night patrol is twofold.

    – One is to place a ‘clay doll’ on something you want to protect.

    – One is to check the walls to prevent unauthorized people from entering the apartment.

    – The ‘clay dolls’ are in the shopping bag next to the desk, so you can use them as much as you need.

    1. Items needed for patrol are in the guardhouse.

    – Security guard hat, luminous vest, flashlight.

    – This is an item you absolutely must bring.

    – If I just take care of those ‘three things’, ‘they’ will think I’m the one patrolling.

    – We recommend that you bring a couple of spares, but please keep in mind the rules below.

    1-1. Check the number of items carefully.

    – When leaving the security office, when returning to the security office.

    – Check how many of the ‘3 items’ above you have.

    – It is okay if the quantity decreases due to damage or other reasons.

    – However, if it is confirmed that the number of items carried has increased since leaving the security office,

    – You have to be careful.

    – I can’t tell which one is ‘them’.

    – Therefore, please throw away all the items that have increased in quantity in the trash can behind the security office.

    – Don’t let ‘them’ into the security office.

    2. The flashlight illuminates the direction you should go.

    – It is best to only go to places where light has touched at least once.

    – Because you never know what might be in the dark.

    – You can step on the tail of a sleeping cat or kill a passing bug.

    – Of course, you should also be mindful of the rules about not looking up at the night sky or apartment windows.

    ※Caution, be careful not to shine the flashlight on the girl.

    – As written in rule number 1, ‘they’ will think that I am the one patrolling.

    – When the flashlight shines on the girl, revealing her figure, ‘they’ will immediately know that it is not me.

    – To be honest, you can tell that she’s a young lady just by looking at her back.

    – What kind of body is that… Oh my.

    – I wouldn’t use the word vulgar.

    3. The guardhouse will be the young lady’s only safe place.

    – Always keep it bright.

    – Lock the door and do not open it without permission from anyone.

    IV. After midnight, do not stop walking.

    – You will feel like something is chasing you.

    – Avoid dead ends.

    – I have to walk.

    – If you stop, it will come running.

    – The security office is safe.

    5. Around the wall…

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    … … .

    “This old man, are you kidding me? What’s so vulgar about it?”

    Clink! Clink!

    It’s the time when the spiders descend.

    Once upon a time, a wise old man spread the sound of a bell announcing the coming of dusk throughout the world.

    Eunha, who was sitting in the apartment security office, checked the time on her smartphone.

    7:30 p.m., when most people have finished eating dinner.

    Eunha lets out a small sigh and looks out the security office window.

    ‘Oh, sir… You should have told me which of these rules were yours before you left. Did you think I wouldn’t be able to find it?’

    ‘Saetbyeol Apartment’ was bright.

    The security office is brightly lit, with pure white light streaming in through the windows.

    And if you look away,

    All the houses except Galaxy’s ‘904’ have their lights on, and the light streaming through the veranda windows illuminates the parking lot.

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    ​4. Please be considerate of your neighbors’ privacy.

    – Have you heard that the eyes are the windows to the soul?

    – Everyone has privacy, so please refrain from looking into other people’s windows as much as possible.

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    Bright guardhouse.

    Light streaming through the apartment window.

    And, [silhouettes] who are stuck to the veranda window and quietly look down at the security room where the galaxy is.

    Eunha closed her eyes to avoid looking up at the apartment.

    Then, the ‘Night Patrol Guide’ on the desk catches her eye.

    “Um…”

    ‘Rules’ written in abundance.

    Did the old security guard type it into the computer and print it out himself?

    Judging from the title ‘Miss’, it must be her.

    ‘The elder himself… So the elder also writes other guidebooks?’

    Then later, if I feel like there are too many rules in [The Black Book], I should attack the elders first.

    The galaxy that had made that promise checked the ‘rules’.

    “There are so many rules… When will I ever memorize them all?”

    [ Should I give up and go home? ]

    Snap!

    And, next to the galaxy checking the ‘guide’,

    Pure white stuffed rabbits sat side by side, their sharp ears perking up.

    Clink! Clink!

    I pulled a chair next to Eunha and placed our shoulders against each other.

    The rabbit girl who was looking through the ‘guidebook’ with her.

    However, it seems that he is more concerned about the galaxy next to him than the ‘guide’ in front of him.

    Feeling a pounding sensation in my shoulders as they rest against each other, I glance at Eunha’s side profile.

    Square, square.

    I can’t speak,

    Or maybe he wants to hide his voice.

    The ‘rabbit doll’ communicated with Eunha by scribbling on a post-it note taken out from its bosom.

    [ If it’s hard, tell me. I’m the one who damaged the apartment, so I’ll stay behind and do the work. ]

    “Hey, don’t worry, Mr. Rabbit. Things like this should be learned while getting hit, so they stay in your memory for a long time. ”

    [ (ง ᷄ᾥ ᷅ )ว I don’t think it’s the type of thing you can learn while getting hit… ]

    This rabbit has quick hands.

    Even at first glance, the hand movements are not ordinary.

    The words written in a flash on a memo pad remind me of a round baby rabbit.

    Next to it is a trivial painting…

    “… … .”

    A frowning galaxy at the strangely familiar font and picture,

    I try hard to pretend I don’t know.

    It looks like it’s going to be a very noisy night, both physically and mentally.

    … … .

    Tonight. Night patrol.

    After checking the ‘guide’, I packed my supplies.

    Rustle…

    I picked up the shopping bag that was standing next to the desk.

    If you check the contents, you will find the ‘clay dolls’ that the old security guard was always making inside.

    If you count them roughly, there are probably more than 20.

    It seems like you can just place these ‘clay dolls’ all over the apartment.

    Last time I helped out with night security, I remember leaving one on each floor of the apartment building.

    ‘But this is the same night patrol as last time… Why does the guide say ‘Euncheon-gu Night Patrol’?’

    A moment of thought.

    Finally, I shook my head to clear my mind of distracting thoughts.

    Eunha grabbed the security guard hat and luminous vest hanging on the hanger in the security office and put them on over her boxy shirt.

    The pockets on the vest contain two flashlights with replaceable batteries.

    ‘Two flashlights, two security hats, one luminous vest.’

    Items that must be counted when entering or exiting the security office.

    Although, because of my large chest, I couldn’t close the zipper on my luminous vest, so I had no choice but to leave it wide open… I guess it’ll be okay.

    ‘Mr. Rabbit’, who was watching the scene from the side, quietly exclaimed in admiration.

    “Oh, what is it?”

    [ ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ꒳ `∩꒱ྀིა ]

    A trivial drawing that replaces an expression.

    ‘Mr. Rabbit’ took off a post-it note with a picture on it and stuck it on his face.

    [ ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ꒳ `∩꒱ྀིა ]

    His face became angry.

    Do you want to hear compliments about your stuffed animal’s diverse facial expressions?

    Before Eunha could say anything, the rabbit girl quickly backed away and zipped up her luminous vest over her fluffy doll body.

    Ji-i-ik-.

    The zipper goes all the way up.

    “Hmm.”

    Eunha, who was looking at that sight, lowered her gaze.

    It’s blocked.

    I’m once again jealous of Mr. Rabbit.

    Even when I get out of bed, I will stand up straight.

    I bet you’ve never heard Banharin say that it’s hard to keep your center of gravity.

    “… Okay, you got everything? ”

    [ Yes, Star. I brought one flashlight, one hat, and one vest. ]

    “Star…? It’s the first time someone has called me that.”

    A rabbit showing a memo while jumping up and down.

    If you add up the things that Galaxy brought, it’s three flashlights, three hats, and two vests.

    I don’t want to bother thinking about each and every thing.

    Next, he holds the shopping bag containing the ‘clay doll’ in one hand and places the carrier containing the [black book] in the corner of the security office.

    Swish.

    A carrier placed in front of a full-length mirror in the security office.

    Then, the ‘Galaxy’ reflected in the mirror quickly takes off her luminous vest and clicks her tongue.

    Mr. Rabbit, who was next to the monster in the mirror, showed his wariness at its indifferent gestures.

    “Tch. Crappy. Don’t stand in front of the mirror wearing this.”

    “Mr. Weird Sloppy. Please guard the carrier and the guardhouse until we get back from our patrol.”

    “Why me?”

    “Tomorrow bath, 2 hours.”

    “What the hell. Who the hell are you to want to do business with ‘us’?”

    A word that is buried deep in the ground.

    But soon, the ‘Galaxy’ in the mirror was scratching the back of her head nervously.

    He took off the guard hat on his head and climbed onto the ‘mirrored carrier’.

    Kwuk.

    The galaxy that was holding the carrier.

    She felt the weight of an invisible ‘something’ sitting on her carrier.

    “Tsk. Go ahead. I’ll rest here.”

    “… Thank you.”

    “This is my seat. Next is yours.”

    A crappy mirror.

    Eunha waved at ‘that thing’ sitting cross-legged on the carrier.

    Sizzle.

    After a while, I attached it to the carrier…

    Eunha took off a sticker that said ‘1++’ and stuck it on her chest.

    The two, who looked exactly the same, turned their heads to look at each other in the mirror.

    … … .

    “Then, let’s go.”

    [ Yes, Star . ]

    After a while.

    The galaxy, having finished its preparations, began its night patrol with ‘Rabbit’.

    A low-cut security guard hat. A luminous vest worn over a boxy tee.

    A flashlight in his right hand.

    And the ‘Euncheon-gu Night Patrol Guide’.

    I stopped in front of the security office door with a somewhat nervous heart.

    ‘The good news is that the rules aren’t as difficult as I thought… Rule number 4 is a bit shaky, but I think it’s good enough.’

    Security office entrance door.

    The transparent glass door is securely locked with a lock at the top.

    Is it because the guardhouse is bright and the outside is dark?

    On the glass of the entrance door, the image of the galaxy is reflected like a mirror.

    “Hoo…”

    A picture of herself smiling as usual.

    I look at myself in the glass and take a deep breath.

    The mirror image reflected in the door is so clear,

    It was as if I was standing facing a glass window.

    Since we’re going to do it, let’s work hard.

    Enough for the old security guard to raise both hands in praise.

    “Okay.”

    Galaxy with a determined mind.

    After a while, she slowly reached out her hand,

    He reached for the lock located at the top of the glass door.

    Swish.

    The hand raised is the left hand.

    The galaxy reflected in the glass door also raises its left hand and takes it to the lock.

    “… … .”

    Stop.

    and,

    The hand stopped.

    Left hand holding the lock.

    The galaxy laughed.

    She, reflected in the glass, also smiled.

    “… … .”

    The galaxy reflected in a transparent glass door.

    A reflection of oneself, like a mirror.

    As if standing facing a glass window…

    “… … Hand, you’re wrong.”

    ‘That thing’ that raised its ‘left hand’ just like the galaxy,

    It was too clear to be a reflection in glass.

    “What a waste.”

    “Not at all.”

    That’s what it said.

    On the other side of the glass door, outside the security office.

    Something that pretended to be a mirror and waited for the galaxy to open the door.

    He sticks out his tongue and says it’s a shame.

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    3. The guardhouse will be the young lady’s only safe place.

    – Always keep it bright.

    – Lock the door and do not open it without permission from anyone.

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    Parallel!

    ‘That thing’, having stopped acting, crawls on all fours and disappears into the darkness.

    Thump. Thump.

    It happened in an instant.

    Eunha swept her goosebump-covered arms down and pulled down her guard hat.

    The ‘guide’ wasn’t important.

    Night at Saetbyeol Apartment,

    The monsters began to approach more aggressively than in the morning.

    You all were nocturnal.

    Eunha lifted the corners of her lips that had become stiff and exhaled with a positive mind.

    “Whew. That’s a surprise… It’s not a good feeling to look at my butt crawling on all fours.”

    [ … … ? ]

    “If I were to crawl on all fours, would I know that ‘those things’ were on the same side?”

    [Star. You’re ugly.]

    Click.

    The door opened.

    A brief commotion.

    Eunha left the security office with ‘Mr. Rabbit’, who had approached her, tucked under her arm.

    … … .

    … … .

    “Mr. Rabbit, did you read the guide earlier? You use a flashlight to illuminate the ground you are going to walk on. Be careful not to shine light on each other.”

    [ ໒꒰ྀི⸝⸝´ ∇ `⸝꒱ྀིა Yes, Star. ]

    … … .

    “You can’t look up at the night sky or the apartment… What was it again?”

    … … .

    “First, we will look around the wall. Without going outside, check if there is any foreign matter or damage to the wall.”

    Time goes by.

    As if she was handing over the job, Eunha instructed ‘Mr. Rabbit’, who was following her, on the precautions to take, just as she had learned from the old security guard.

    Two flashlights illuminating a dark apartment.

    They illuminate the path ahead, being careful not to illuminate each other.

    As the flashlight beam sweeps across the floor, the thick darkness moves like a snake to give way.

    Knock knock.

    I walked along the wall.

    Sometimes, like the old man did, I would knock on the wall with a flashlight.

    Every time that happens, ‘something’ that was stuck on the outside falls off the wall and runs far away.

    The September night was cool.

    I walk with the help of a flashlight illuminating the floor, accompanied by a ‘rabbit’ who guards my side like a tiny bodyguard.

    Hit… Hit…

    Bang. Bang.

    The sound of footsteps overcoming fear.

    The sound of footsteps looking only at the galaxy.

    … … Sagakak.

    Thump, thump.

    The sound of insect footsteps following cautiously,

    A heavy, footsteps-like sound, as if a huge wall were moving.

    I don’t know why, but I feel protected.

    Eunha checked the wall with a more relaxed mind than before.

    “And I’m going to leave these ‘clay dolls’ in every hallway of my apartment.”

    [ It’s a talisman to ward off evil. ]

    “I guess so.”

    Click.

    ‘Mr. Rabbit’ took a camera out of the pocket on his fluffy belly.

    Then, he takes a picture of the shopping bag containing the ‘clay doll’.

    Soon after, Eunha finished patrolling the wall and entered the apartment building.

    Climb the stairs one by one and place the ‘clay dolls’ one by one at the end of the hallway.

    You don’t have to worry about where to put the doll.

    In each hallway, there were only remains of the previously placed ‘clay dolls’, giving off a disgusting smell.

    Eunha pushed away the remains of the doll with her foot and placed a new ‘clay doll’ in its place.

    A surprisingly smooth task.

    The atmosphere is not much different from the night shift I did before.

    But something is different.

    widely!

    At that moment, a pure white hand reached out from the darkness.

    ‘Someone’s’ hand tried to snatch the galaxy guard’s hat.

    Gunpow!

    ‘Mr. Rabbit’ who was next to him quickly pushed Eunha away,

    Thanks to that, the hand that was waving in the air disappears into the darkness.

    “Wow… Thank you.”

    [ ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ꒳ `∩꒱ྀིა ]

    Eunha thanked ‘Rabbit’ while pressing the guard hat on her head with one hand.

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    1. Items needed for patrol are in the guardhouse.

    – Security guard hat, luminous vest, flashlight.

    – This is an item you absolutely must bring.

    – If I just take care of those ‘three things’, ‘they’ will think I’m the one patrolling.

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    I’m trying to check.

    Is the person patrolling an elderly security guard?

    Trying to take off the guard hat, or

    He approaches to turn off the flashlight he is holding.

    “Why are you all so slimy?”

    “Three things. You can only touch them if at least one of them disappears. That’s the rule.”

    6th floor.

    [The Red Woman], who had been out in the hallway, spoke.

    She approaches with brisk strides and hugs Eunha.

    A dress stained red with blood.

    The sixth floor hallway was quiet.

    It was as if ‘those things’ were hiding themselves to avoid the [Red Lady] guarding the hallway.

    “How do you know I’m not an old security guard?”

    “It shakes every time I walk.”

    “What is it?”

    “What could it be?”

    Breath on the nape of my neck.

    Bloody hands caress the galaxy.

    We can’t communicate.

    I left the ‘clay doll’ in the 6th floor hallway.

    After finishing her work, Eunha gently coaxes [Red Woman], who refuses to fall, and barely manages to get her off, then waves her hand and goes upstairs.

    Mr. Rabbit, who was glaring at [Red Woman] waving her hand at the departing galaxy,

    He follows her, his bunny ears raised.

    『… … I will watch over you, my love.』

    The night patrol continues like that.

    ‘Something’ that keeps trying to take off the hat.

    I walk forward, shining a flashlight on the hallway floor.

    And then a little later.

    The galaxy that was saving the guard hats from ‘those things’… thought of a good solution.

    ‘You’re trying to take the hat off, right? So, in other words, you’re saying that you can’t harm it until it’s taken off?’

    Her hat or vest comes off, or the light from a flashlight illuminates her body,

    It’s okay, as long as it’s not like that.

    Because that’s the rule.

    ‘As long as it doesn’t fall off the body, it’s fine.’

    Eunha checked what she had.

    A guide to night patrols.

    A shopping bag containing a ‘clay doll’.

    Two vests, two hats, three flashlights.

    The galaxy’s lifeline.

    And, there is always a way.

    “Mr. Rabbit, go to the 8th floor first.”

    The galaxy skipped the 7th floor and headed straight to the 8th floor.

    A corridor where a dreary cold wanders.

    Thump, thump.

    And then, Eunha, who was walking while lighting the floor with a flashlight, knocked on the front door of ‘Room 801’.

    dripping…

    Bam!

    Then, as if she had been waiting, the door opens and [Doll Girl] runs out.

    A girl in a pure white polar bear pajamas approaches with innocent eyes and hugs Eunha tightly.

    [Hello. What’s up?]

    The girl asked a question.

    Why was Eunha, who was working hard in the middle of the night, knocking on the door?

    That kind of doubt was fleeting,

    Galaxy, who had her usual languid smile on her face, looked at the [Doll Girl]’s house full of stuffed dolls with a strange gaze…

    Oh, I patted the polar bear’s head.

    “I came to ask you a favor.”

    “What? Anything is possible.”

    Swish.

    Eunha pointed to the guard hat pressed down on her head.

    “My dear. Are you good at sewing?”

    … … .

    … … .

    Trying to take off the hat.

    So, if we make it so that it can’t be taken off,

    We can patrol a little more safely.

    I thought it was easy.

    “Okay… Okay. Keep going.”

    [ Σ(・Д・)!? ]

    The sound of ‘Mr. Rabbit’ covering his mouth in surprise.

    The galaxy, with its head held high, continues its patrol where it had stopped.

    Ss …

    Then, as if he had seen something creepy,

    The ‘things’ hiding in the darkness retreat downstairs.

    night patrol,

    Successful.

    Galaxy, who had been hugging [Doll Girl] warmly, returned to the 7th floor.

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