Bailonz Street 13-Chapter 214.1
[Well then… Good morning once again, Special Division Registration Number 130666. Are you all prepared for your shift?]
[My, my, looks like the support staff are running late~ Sergeant of Security Unit 3, have you been playing janitor or guard for so long you forgot how to go out at all? Those are more like forepaws than hands now, haha!]
[……]
[…Hey, are you listening?]
[Well, in any case, it seems the support staff are finally ready to safely transfer you, Special Division Employee. Let me introduce today’s worksite.]
[Badger over there probably knows already, and apparently the Security Team has also been notified.]
[There’s been a suspicious request from the Sales Team.]
[As you know, our company is a rather special pharmaceutical company. So, naturally, we also have some ‘special clients’… Shall we say, important people who are useful to society.]
[For those kinds of clients, Daydream Inc.’s sales representatives sometimes make direct house calls to sell our products. When the bill is large, sometimes there are regular deliveries too.]
[But just now, the Sales Team members making a regular potion delivery have officially sent a request for help to Daydream Inc.… They claim to be experiencing some strange phenomena.]
[And you know what, there’s a really fun— Or rather, a really nice, strong scent of Darkness about this, isn’t there?]
[Because these salespeople aren’t asking to be rescued. They just keep asking for the answer!]
[They say they’re being chased by something and trapped in a room, but don’t know the answer. They’re rambling that they don’t know who to trust or which choice to make.]
[And apparently, every time they’ve come to this house for regular deliveries before, they’ve felt something strange, felt chills. Specifically…]
[On rainy days. Like today.]
* * *
Rain is pattering down outside the window.
Ruuumble.
Thunder rolls by, ringing in their ears.
On edge, the two office workers in suits had just entered this house on the outskirts of Seoul and been shown to the sofa.
“If you’ll wait just a moment.”
“Yes, thank you.”
‘Huu.’
People from the Sales Team of Daydream Inc. were commonly referred to as ‘delivery staff’, and Lee Jinyeong held the position of supervisor in said team. He let out a sigh as he adjusted his tie.
The middle-aged woman who had let them in and was now heading upstairs, saying she would inform the client of their visit, was already only visible from behind.
She probably isn’t a family member of the client.
‘She must be the housekeeper here.’
It didn’t seem likely that people important enough to have custom pharmaceuticals developed and supplied just for them would do their own cleaning and dishwashing.
‘Still, it’s odd that they buy the medicine themselves.’
He glanced at the box his superior was holding.
They were here to introduce and sell a ‘special’ potion.
It was only after joining the company that he learned Daydream Inc. didn’t just develop anti-hair loss products but also sold more… unusual medications.
And that the ingredients were…… not exactly mainstream, something special.
‘It’s not, like, extracted from… human bodies or something… right?’
The hint of illegality was a bit unsettling, but really, what big modern corporation isn’t skirting the line in some way? He figured he’d just keep his head down and collect his paycheck.
…Still, it was a bit unpleasant.
‘That’s just how sales jobs are, though…’
And this was his first time coming here for a regular delivery.
His superior had brought him along to cover for someone on vacation.
“Assistant Manager, are you okay?”
“Um. Not really.”
The company worker, who apparently had a sensitive digestive system, replied gloomily.
‘I heard this isn’t a particularly difficult customer.’
…Maybe it’s the rain?
The supervisor thought back to the conversation before coming here, about today’s regular delivery customer.
– They’re the kind of customers you’d have to put a little more effort in but still manage to close a sale with. But… That house feels a little off, especially when it rains.
– Feels off?
– Yeah. You know… that feeling. Like when you’re somewhere with bad energy? Like a tunnel where an accident happened, kinda?
– Umm…
– That’s why I always bring a talisman, just in case.
Is it really that bad?
‘Maybe it’s just that he’s not feeling well today.’
Anyone would feel a bit out of sorts on a damp, gloomy, overcast day like this.
‘The house is nice, though.’
The supervisor shrugged to himself and glanced around the expensive townhouse in Seoul.
It was upscale and spotless.
Definitely the kind of wealthy home where someone else does the cleaning. The supervisor felt a twinge of deprivation as he looked at the dust-free floor.
Then suddenly, he saw it.
‘…Huh?’
There was something shabby under the sofa.
He absentmindedly reached out and picked it up…
A thin, smooth texture.
‘…Sketchbook paper?’
It was the kind of thing a child would use. Without thinking, he flipped the paper over…
hUngrY
The words, scrawled in what looked like a child’s handwriting, appeared.
Around the letters, clumsy stick figures made of circles and lines were drawn in various colored crayons.
Did the kid draw the rest of the family?
“Hey, someone’s coming.”
“Ah.”
For now, the assistant manager set the paper beside the sofa and turned to greet the clients who had come downstairs.
“Hello!”
“Yes, nice to meet you.”
The couple spoke in unexpectedly gentle tones.
“Are you here for the delivery?”
“That’s right!”
And the assistant manager changed his expression and smoothly greeted the clients.
“It’s your usual C-grade delivery.”
He handed over a sealed box. The couple opened it, checked the bottle of greenish liquid inside, and nodded in satisfaction.
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