Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work

The field exploration team members of Dream Corporation are people who work with their lives on the line because they have a wish they desperately want to fulfill.

What this means is that most of the employees are prepared to use anyone—be it a colleague, a civilian, or even a crazy ghost story—to achieve their personal wish!

Their only priority is the welfare points for their own wish.

And three prime examples of these kinds of people were standing right in front of me.

Of course, their personalities aren’t solely because of their wishes, it seems.

“Assistant Manager, what about the people who were left behind when we encountered the baby mermaid earlier…?”

“I don’t care.”

“Pony, of course, it’s unfortunate for the ones who got caught… but that’s their fate, right? Should we move on quickly? We still need to find the items…”

“Right, right. But since they might have dropped some equipment while being captured, I’ll take a quick peek… hahaha!”

“……”

They really are all the same….

‘Telling these people that the baby mermaids are actually children…’

It would probably not work at all. They’d just think about how they can milk it for more. It’s useless even if I’m familiar with them.

No, to be honest, I never should have tried to use familiarity in this situation anyway, considering the state I’m in.

I hid in the form of a street animal in the shadow of a broken streetlamp, carefully observing the Dream Corporation staff as they scoured the alleyways.

Then, at that moment….

“Quiet.”

Jin Nasol stopped in her tracks and crouched down.

“It’s a mermaid.”

“……”

“A baby.”

The three employees all held their breath and pressed against the alley wall.

Creeeeek….

A sound echoed.

A child’s laughter.

‘Ha.’

My whole body felt like it was freezing in place, but… I had to check.

I carefully contracted my four legs, jumped, and silently climbed onto the brick wall.

As soon as my view opened a bit beyond the alley, I finally saw the “baby mermaid”….@@novelbin@@

Creeeeek….

It was strange.

It was strange. Small bodies mimicking humans were walking through the ruined streets of the infected city.

Some were even grinning, mimicking human expressions, but others already had their faces swollen with ulcers, pulsating on their own.

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And below, the horrific mucus!

Every time the mucus pulsated, a sound like a child’s laughter echoed in the air.

Pink ulcer masses, greenish flesh, and contaminated lumps stretched down their legs, dragging behind them like tails.

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