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There Are No Humans in the Monster Company Chapter 29: The Control Team of the Department of Anomalous Disaster Management (1)

Chapter 29: The Control Team of the Department of Anomalous Disaster Management (1)

We‌ turned several times‍ after passing corridor‍‍ corners, and at‍​ some point, the​‌​ footsteps, breathing, and‍‌‍ echoes could no‌‍‍ longer be heard.‍‍

The‌​ ponytailed woman, who⁠​‍ had remained tense⁠‌ the entire time,​​ stopped, and the⁠‍⁠ man with heterochromatic⁠ eyes who had​ been walking half​ a step ahead‍⁠ of her silently​ raised a hand.⁠​

I stopped on reflex.‍‍

I pressed my back⁠‌ against the wall​‍​ and held my​ breath.

‘It’s​​ gone.’

The​ presence.

It‌⁠⁠ really was gone‌‍⁠ now.

It‌‍‍ had stopped following‍⁠​ us.

“…Haa.”‌‌‍

I felt the air‌ escape from my‌ body.

Only⁠ then did it‌​ seem as though⁠ my lungs returned‌ to their normal‍⁠​ size.

I never imagined I would be so​⁠ grateful simply to​​ be able to​ breathe.

‘Now‍ it’s time to​⁠⁠ deal with another‌​⁠ problem.’

What​ took the place‌⁠ of that vanished⁠‌ presence was the‍ sharp hostility of⁠ the people who‌⁠ had tried to⁠ kill me just‌‍ moments ago.

It‌ had been a long time since‌ I had seen‌‍⁠ people.

Since⁠‍​ Lee Jihyun, who‍⁠ spoke with me⁠‌ briefly in front‌‌ of Human Resources⁠ and then resigned.‌‍

Since​‌‌ the employees of⁠​ the Emotional Department‍‌‌ who ended up⁠ getting crushed by⁠‌​ Assistant Manager Son‌⁠ after causing a massive disaster by​​‍ pressing the release​‌ button in the‌ Extraction Room.

Since‌ Director Go Gyeol,​​⁠ who seemed to‌ have stopped being​‌ human a long​​​ time ago.

Relatively⁠‍‌ normal people.

And,‌⁠​ since they did​‍ not belong to‌ our company, they‍​ were the first‌‍⁠ ones I had‌‍ met.

‘This‌ isn’t exactly a pleasant situation to‍‌ be happy about.’‌

Though,⁠‌ apparently, my fellow‌​ humans did not​‌‍ consider me human.⁠​⁠

The‍‍ ponytailed woman was‌⁠​ still watching me.‌

The⁠​ corners of her‌​ lips were completely‌​ lowered, and her‍ sharp eyes seemed‌ capable of drawing‍⁠‌ lines with a blade.

She‍⁠‌ was smaller than‌⁠​ I was, but‌​⁠ beneath her fitted‍ suit, firm muscles‌‍ could be discerned.‍​​

And‌‌‍ above all, there‌‍ was the pistol⁠‌​ holster at her⁠‍‍ waist.

The‌⁠⁠ sound coming from​ that holster as‌‌‌ it swayed with‌ the proper weight⁠ was undoubtedly real.⁠

The‍ heterochromatic-eyed Team Leader‍​ remained silent.

The‌ fierce expression he⁠‍ had shown earlier‌ was gone, leaving​‍ only silence and⁠‍⁠ a blank face‌‍ behind.

However,​​​ his gray and‍ brown eyes remained‍⁠ fixed on me.‌

An‍‌‍ uncomfortable silence stretched​ on for several​ seconds.

Finally,⁠⁠ he silently shook​‍⁠ his head, ran‌‌ his fingers through⁠​ his gray hair,‍ and opened his⁠​​ mouth.

“Yeom‌ Hwi. Team Leader​‍​ of the Control‍‌ Team of the‌‍⁠ Department of Anomalous‌‌ Disaster Management.”

‘What⁠⁠⁠ a peculiar name.’‌‌

After‌‍ such a brief​‍ introduction, the man⁠ gestured toward the‌​‌ woman beside him‍ with his chin.‍⁠​

The‍ ponytailed woman was​‌ still staring at‍⁠‍ me with her‍‍ hand resting on‌ her pistol holster.‍​⁠

It​‍‌ was incredible that⁠ someone could give‌​​ such a murderous⁠⁠ look to a complete stranger.

Seeing‌ her like that,‍⁠‍ Yeom Hwi gave‍ her a light‍‌ but precise smack⁠‌ on the back‌⁠ of the head.‌⁠‍

Thud!​

“…”‌​

The​‍ woman’s expression twisted.​

Her​⁠⁠ eyebrows furrowed, and​​‌ the corner of‍ her mouth twitched.‍‍⁠

Slowly,​ the look she​‍‍ had been directing⁠‌‍ at me turned​‌‍ toward Yeom Hwi.‌⁠‌

“What?”​​

he‌‌ asked with complete⁠‌‌ indifference.

The‍​⁠ woman let out​‍ a short sigh,⁠​ placed a hand‍‌ on her forehead,​‌ and after a brief delay, spoke.⁠‍‍

“…I’m⁠⁠​ Seo Ryu, Sub-Team‍⁠ Leader of the​‌‍ Control Team of‌‍‍ the Department of⁠ Anomalous Disaster Management.”⁠

Her‍ husky, androgynous voice​ echoed heavily through⁠ the damp corridor.​⁠​

The‍​ two of them​​ watched me in⁠​‍ silence.

I nibbled on my⁠ lips for a moment before cautiously⁠ replying.

“…My‍‌​ name is Jeong⁠​ Haeil.”

The⁠​ words left my‍ lips.

But‍​ neither of their‍‌⁠ gazes changed.

Caution.‌​

Distrust.​

And‍⁠ a hostility that​​​ could not be‍​ erased.

‘…Damn​‌ it.’

I swallowed and slowly‌⁠ continued.

“As‍​​ you said, I’m⁠​ an employee of‍‌‍ Limited Company Where⁠ the Dead End‌⁠ Up with Ghosts.”‍

The‌​‍ moment I finished​‍‍ speaking, the air⁠ froze once more.‍‍⁠

“…You.”‌‌‍

Yeom‍ Hwi’s voice had​ changed.

Until​​‌ then, it had⁠‍ been dry and‌‌‌ cold.

Now⁠‌‌ it wasn’t.

His​​‌ tone had an‌ edge.

The‌ muscles in his​⁠‌ shoulders tensed, and‍⁠⁠ something broke inside⁠‌ his eyes.

His⁠ heterochromatic gaze pierced‍⁠⁠ straight through me.​⁠

“What‍ exactly are you?”‍‍

Clack.​​​

Something⁠‌ familiar sounded beside‍‌⁠ me.

And‍​ something I should‌‍ never have heard‌ at that moment.‌

The⁠ sound of a slide locking back‍ struck my eardrums.‌⁠​

Seo​‌ Ryu had drawn⁠‍​ the pistol from⁠⁠‌ her waist without​ the slightest hesitation​‍‌ and was pointing‍ it directly at‌⁠ my head.

The‌​ heat radiating from‍⁠ the weapon.

The⁠ cold metallic sensation‌⁠‌ pressing against my⁠‌‍ skin.

The‍⁠ weight of the‍ steel.

Instinctively,‍​ I understood it​‌ was neither a toy nor a replica.

I felt the sweat⁠‌​ on my back‌⁠ turn cold.

If⁠ I made a mistake, even while‌ clearing my throat,‍⁠ they might blow‌ a hole through‌‍‍ this head that‌‍ only knew how‌​⁠ to memorize manuals.⁠

“W-wait⁠‍ a moment… what‌‍ does this mean…?”‌‌

Before⁠ I could finish‌ the sentence, there​ was another movement‍ in front of‌⁠ me.

Clack.‌⁠

Yeom‍​ Hwi slowly raised‍‍‍ a hand.

He‌‌​ pulled back the‍​​ lapel of his‍‌ suit and drew⁠ a black pistol⁠‍ from his inner⁠⁠ pocket.

A pistol with a magazine inserted.

The​​⁠ barrel pointed directly‌‍​ at me.

At​‍⁠ the space between⁠‍​ my eyebrows.

Exactly‍‍ between my brows.​

“Hey,‌ Jeong Haeil.”

“….”‌​‍

“Are⁠‌‍ You Really Human?”‌‍

Two‌⁠​ armed people.

One⁠ was looking at⁠ me with the‌‌⁠ intention of drilling​​ through my skull.​

The⁠ other was aiming​​ at my temple⁠​ from an angle‌‌‍ capable of blowing​ it apart.

‘Ah,‍‍ damn it.’

It⁠ was a ridiculous‌ situation.

I had survived by‍ doing my absolute‌‌​ best among monstrous​ superiors at the‍ company, and now​‌⁠ actual humans were‍‌ interrogating me to​ find out whether‍‍​ I was the‌ monster.

I silently bit my‌​ lips.

There‍ was neither saliva‌ nor blood left,⁠ but that was‍ beside the point.‍

What‌‍ mattered was figuring‍ out how to​‌ answer so that​ neither of those​ triggers would be⁠ pulled.

‘Panic⁠ and beg for​​ my life?’

Looking​ at that gaze‍​‍ so full of​‌‌ murderous intent, it​⁠‍ felt as though⁠⁠ if I showed‌ weakness now, they‍‍‌ would consider me⁠​ suspicious and shoot​ me on the‌​​ spot.

Shout⁠ that it was‍ unfair and defend‍‌ myself vehemently?

That​‍ was not something‍ someone wearing strange‌ beads on his‍ wrist and carrying⁠ a pen made​ of bone could​‌‌ say.

In⁠‌​ front of people⁠‌ who already distrusted‌‌⁠ me, a clumsy‍‍ emotional appeal or‌⁠‌ panicking would accomplish‍ nothing.

Then‍ there was only​‍ one answer left.‍​‌

Kill⁠ my emotions and‌‌‌ fake an unnatural​‌ calmness.

It​​ was the only‌‍‌ survival method I knew.

When​ I reached that‍‌⁠ conclusion, I put‍ on a faint⁠​ smile.

“…I’m⁠ human.”

A calm tone.

I also suppressed any‍ trembling in my‌⁠ eyes.

Following‍‍⁠ a consistent rule⁠⁠​ in an incomprehensible‍ situation.

It​ was the moment⁠‌⁠ when the poker⁠ face I had​⁠ developed in the⁠‍ military and at⁠ the company proved‌⁠ its worth.

“If​‍‌ you don’t believe⁠‍​ me, shoot me.‍⁠ You can confirm‌⁠ it by examining⁠‍‍ the corpse.”

Silence.​⁠​

A truly brief silence.‌‍​

“Pfft.”​​

A short mocking laugh.⁠

It‍‌ was Seo Ryu.​‌

As‌⁠ if the whole​‌ thing were ridiculous,⁠‍ she let out⁠ a sneer of‍​‍ contempt while placing‍ her finger on⁠ the trigger.

Click.‌

A loaded weapon.

And‌‌‌ the trigger began‍‍ to squeeze ever​‍ so slightly.

Very​ slightly.

This​​ was not what‌ I had intended.‌

At​⁠​ that moment—

Tap.⁠

Yeom​⁠ Hwi silently extended‍​ a hand and‌⁠ grabbed Seo Ryu’s‍‌ arm.

His⁠‍ movement was firm​ and faster than‌‌⁠ any words.

“…Huu.”⁠

Yeom‌⁠ Hwi let out⁠‍⁠ a short sigh‌ and lowered his⁠‍⁠ gun.

Seo‌‌ Ryu looked at‌‍ him with a deeply furrowed brow.​

“What?”​

she‍⁠⁠ muttered while lowering⁠‌⁠ her weapon, lightly​⁠⁠ grinding her teeth.​‍‌

I remained leaning against​‍​ the wall, watching‍‌ the scene.

My‍⁠​ arms were numb,​‌ and my legs‌​ had been trembling‌ for quite a while, but I had to pretend⁠⁠⁠ nothing was wrong.‌

Yeom‍ Hwi looked directly⁠ at me and​ asked,

“How⁠⁠ long have you⁠‍ been with the⁠​ company?”

“…Around‌​‌ a month.”

“Department?”‍‍‍

“…Extraction⁠‍‌ Team 1.”

The⁠ instant I finished​ answering, both gun⁠​ barrels were aimed‌⁠ at my head‌ again from exactly⁠​ the same angles‍​ as before.

‘Right‍⁠ now, I feel⁠​ like crying.’

I couldn’t even sigh.‌

I swallowed and maintained​​ a calm expression,​⁠ completely opposite to⁠​‌ the hell burning‌‍ inside me.

Though​​​ after the previous⁠⁠ failure, my composure‌⁠ had wavered somewhat.⁠‍

Seo​‌ Ryu spoke in‌​​ a visibly agitated​⁠ tone.

“Team​‍ Leader. The correct​‌‍ course of action⁠​ is to eliminate​‌ him.”

Yeom‌ Hwi replied calmly.​

“Be‌ quiet for a moment.”

Seo⁠ Ryu clicked her​⁠ tongue.

It‍ was obvious she‍ was displeased.

But⁠ she did not‍‍ add anything else.⁠‍‌

Yeom‌⁠ Hwi continued holding‍‍ the gun while‍‌ staring at me.​

Those​⁠ eyes left no‍ room for wind‍‌‍ or even the‍‍ slightest crack.

It‌​⁠ felt as though​ they were piercing‍‍‌ through my skull⁠ to see what​ was inside.

My⁠‌‍ breathing became shallower.⁠

I felt my lungs⁠⁠ compress.

And⁠ then.

“…That’s‌‍ enough.”

The⁠ barrel moved.

After‌‍⁠ a brief pause,‍‍‌ the man holstered​⁠‌ his weapon without​​ another word.

“Because​ if he weren’t⁠​​ human, he wouldn’t⁠ die even if​​‍ we shot him.‍‌‍ What would be⁠‌‍ the point?”

Click.‍‌

With‍‌‍ those words, the​‍‌ pistol disappeared into⁠‌‍ the inner pocket​​‍ of his suit.‍‍​

Seo⁠​ Ryu also lowered⁠⁠‍ her weapon with⁠‌ a frown and‌⁠⁠ returned it to‌ its holster.

That​⁠ was all.

The⁠ tension eased slightly.‍

‘I‍⁠ really was about⁠‍​ to die.’

Outwardly,‍‌‍ I remained calm.​‍

Not‍ even my eyes⁠ moved.

But‌⁠ inside was a different story.

‘These⁠‍‌ damn lunatics…’

They⁠‌ really were going‍​⁠ to shoot me.‌

In⁠‌‌ this hellish place⁠⁠⁠ where I wasn’t​⁠​ even allowed to​ breathe or relax,​ the first people‍​⁠ I met had​⁠ pointed guns at‌‍‍ me.

“Let’s‍ go.”

Yeom‍​​ Hwi said briefly.‍‍⁠

Seo​‌ Ryu nodded without​‌⁠ concealing her distrust.‌​⁠

Her​‌ gaze swept over‌‌​ me once again.⁠‍​

The​ weapons had been‍⁠ lowered, but the‍​‌ threat remained.

“We’ll‌‌ discuss the details‍ while we walk.”⁠‌

After⁠‌ saying that, Yeom⁠‍ Hwi took the⁠​ lead.

I hesitated for a few seconds, but​‍‍ in the end,​​⁠ I followed them.⁠​‍

One⁠⁠ step.

Then⁠ another.

The​⁠ sound of my‌​ own footsteps behind⁠ them felt strangely⁠​ unfamiliar.

It‌​ was the first‍​ time I had⁠​ walked beside someone‍‍ in this place.​‌‍

‘Can⁠‍ I really walk​ with them?’

Did​ they actually trust‍‌ me?

Or⁠‌‍ were they simply‍‍ taking me along‍‌ because they could‌ use me?

‘Either⁠​‌ way, it’s better‍ than dying like‌ a dog.’

I followed them in‌‌‍ silence.

The‌‍‌ shadows of the​ three of us⁠​‌ stretched together through‌⁠ the darkness.

The⁠⁠ old fluorescent lights‍⁠‌ overhead flickered from​⁠⁠ time to time.‍⁠⁠

“We‍‍⁠ know how to⁠ get out.”

Yeom​​ Hwi said in​‌​ a calm but‌ firm voice.

“So‌⁠ follow us and‍‌‌ don’t cause any⁠​‌ trouble.”

I nodded.

I had no other​⁠​ choice.

I had already had​⁠ a gun pointed‌ at me twice.‌‍‌

A third time was​⁠ completely out of‍ the question.

I was simply choosing​‍⁠ the option that‍‍‌ gave me a slightly better chance​‍⁠ of surviving.

Seo​‍⁠ Ryu continued watching​ me until the‌‌‌ very end.

Without​⁠ saying a single‌ word.

That⁠ gaze was sharper‌‍ than a gun‌ barrel and resembled​ instinct more than‍‌ emotion.

Caution?‌

Distrust?‌⁠⁠

No.⁠

It‍ wasn’t that.

Hostility.‌​⁠

And​ an extraordinarily clear‍ hostility.

‘But‍‍ why?’

Just​⁠‌ because I belonged​‍⁠ to Limited Company⁠ Where the Dead​‍ End Up with‌⁠ Ghosts?

It⁠​‌ was far too‌ obvious a hatred‍ to be explained‌⁠ by a single‍ reason.

I looked away from⁠⁠ her and slowly‍ turned my head.​⁠⁠

The⁠⁠⁠ tips of my⁠⁠‍ fingers were still⁠ numb.

Even​ though the tension‍ had lessened, my⁠‍ heart continued beating‍‌​ steadily.

‘So⁠​ this is the​ Department of Anomalous​⁠⁠ Disaster Management…’

The​ organization that had​‍​ created the manual​‍ guiding survivors toward​‍​ the exit.

The​​ organization that understood‌​ the structure of​‌‌ this absurd place.‌‌‍

I still knew nothing‍​⁠ about them.

But‍‌‍ I had already​​​ reached one conclusion.​‌‌

‘…These‌‌ people are completely⁠⁠‍ insane too.’

They‌ hadn’t saved me.​

They‌​‍ hadn’t welcomed me.‍

They‌‌⁠ had simply threatened​​ me, pointed guns‍​‍ at me, questioned‌⁠⁠ my identity, and‌‍‍ decided whether or‍⁠ not they should⁠ kill me.

‘I⁠ don’t know who‍​⁠ wrote the manual.’‌

But‌⁠⁠ at least these‌⁠ two people in‌ front of me‍​ didn’t look like​ saviors.

Yeom‍‍ Hwi walked ahead.⁠​‍

Seo‍​‌ Ryu followed after‍‌ letting out a short sigh.

I cast one last‍ glance toward the‌ dark end of⁠ the corridor.

It​ still felt as⁠ though something was‌ waiting there.

***‍‍⁠

We‍​​ walked.

In⁠⁠ silence.

For​ a long time,‌ we moved forward⁠ without exchanging a single word.

We‌‌ had left the‍​ presence behind long‌‌ ago, and it‌‌​ still had not​‍‌ resumed following us.​

But‍⁠‍ since we didn’t⁠ know when it​‌⁠ might reappear, we‌⁠ didn’t stop.

Our‌ pace was steady.​‌

Danger,‍ anxiety, and an‍‍ indescribable silence floated​‌‍ through the air.​

And‌‌‍ within all of‍‍ that, our strange‍ companionship continued.

How​⁠ much time passed?​‍

The‌​⁠ footsteps of Yeom⁠ Hwi, who was‍‌ leading the group,‍⁠ came to a halt.

His‌ heterochromatic eyes turned⁠⁠ toward a wall​‍ along the corridor.‌⁠

It‌ was a room.⁠

A collapsed sign.

A half-ripped door.

Twisted‌ hinges.

The⁠‍ entrance to an‌ abandoned building that,​⁠ under normal circumstances,‌​​ would have gone​‌‌ unnoticed.

“…”⁠

Yeom⁠​‌ Hwi stared at⁠​ the door for​‍ a long moment.​‌

Then​​⁠ he grasped the‌‌ doorknob and turned‍ it without saying‌ a word.

With‌⁠ a creak, the‍​‍ heavy door slowly‍⁠‍ opened.

‘Here…’‌‍​

An‍ old room.

Worn‍ wallpaper.

Antique‌‌⁠ furniture.

An‌ unlit lamp.

It‌ was an ordinary‌​ room, but when‍ Yeom Hwi and‍ Seo Ryu entered,‍ I hesitated for‌‍ a moment before‍⁠ following them.

The⁠​ inside was quieter⁠​ than I expected.⁠

There‍ was only a rickety bed on⁠‌⁠ the verge of​‍‌ collapse, a worn​ single-person sofa, a dust-covered mirror, and⁠⁠ a cracked dresser.‍​⁠

Naturally,​​ there were no‍ windows.

The‍ ceiling lamp flickered⁠ unstably.

And‌ yet, for some‌⁠​ reason, it felt‌​ safer than those‌ expressionless corridors.

Yeom‍ Hwi stood in‌ the middle of‍⁠‌ the room and⁠⁠‍ ran a gloved⁠‌‍ hand over the⁠‌ thick layer of‍‌ dust covering the⁠‌ dresser.

Seo⁠‌⁠ Ryu remained by‍​ the door.

Although​ she had lowered​​ her weapon, she‌⁠‍ was still watching⁠ the corridor with‍ alert ears.

The‌​ shadows of the⁠​‍ three of us‍‌⁠ intertwined within that‍‍‍ narrow, damp room.‍

Yeom‌‍ Hwi turned his⁠ head toward me.​‍‌

His⁠ heterochromatic eyes alternately‌ gleamed beneath the‌‍‍ flickering light.

“Sit‍‍ wherever you want.”‍⁠

he​‍ said, gesturing with‌ his chin toward⁠ an old sofa​​‌ leaning against the​ wall, one of‍ its legs broken.‍⁠

His‌​​ tone was too‍​ firm to be‌‌ a suggestion and⁠‍‌ too relaxed to‌‌ be an order.‌⁠

I carefully sat down‌ on the edge‍‌ of the sofa.⁠

The⁠⁠⁠ creak sounded absurdly⁠‌ loud.

Yeom⁠‍‌ Hwi sat on​​ the edge of⁠ the dresser, pulled‍⁠‌ a pack of‌​ cigarettes from the‌‌‌ inner pocket of‌ his suit, then⁠‍⁠ put it away‌⁠​ again.

Afterward,‍​ his gaze alternated‌ between my face‌ and the beads‍ of the Relics⁠‌ of the Smiling⁠​⁠ Martyr around my​⁠ wrist.

“So‌⁠‌ you’re from the​ Extraction Team of‍​ Limited Company Where‌⁠⁠ the Dead End⁠⁠‌ Up with Ghosts…”‌⁠​

His​‍‍ voice echoed heavily.⁠​​

I didn’t know whether‌ it was because​ of the dampness‍‍ in the corridor​⁠‍ or the thoughts​‌ he carried within‌‍ him, but it⁠ seemed weighed down.​‍‌

“I‍⁠ have many questions,​ but first I’ll‌‍⁠ ask you only‌​⁠ one.”

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