The Bronze Agent, dragged away by the staff.


    The fate that awaited them yed vividly in my mind, because I had already seen something simr on the first day.


    "Aaaah! Aaahhh!"


    The memory of someone being ground alive in a mixer—turned into “inventory”—still made cold sweat run down my spine.


    And now, the thought that the veteran agent I had been searching for over thest three days might have ended up the same way was unbearable.


    The high school student the Bronze Agent had been protecting began to recount their story as though vomiting out the horrors they had witnessed.


    “At first… I felt kind of safe…”


    On the first day, the agent had brought the student here, leaving them in the tents within this section of the store, then "cleared" the area and took some precautions.


    But the turning point came on the second day.


    “They originally… seemed like they were looking for you guys.”


    “…Us?”


    “Yes. I think they were trying to find you.”@@novelbin@@


    But instead of finding me, the agent encountered somethingpletely unexpected.


    “They… they came out!”


    They?


    Everyone turned to where the student was pointing, but there was nothing there—just the fabric of the tent.


    “Ugh!”


    The student got up, walked outside, and opened the p of the neighboring tent.


    Inside was the figure of a student in a school uniform, lying motionless.


    “…?!”


    “Lee Soo-bin!”


    The high schooler I had been looking after jumped up and ran toward the tent.


    They turned to me, frantic.


    “That’s… that’s the one we were looking for! Lee Soo-bin!”


    Ah.


    The missing friend they hade here to find.


    “S-Soo-bin?”


    The high schooler called out repeatedly to their friend.


    But “Lee Soo-bin” did not respond.


    They simplyy in the tent, staring nkly into nothing, mouth slightly open, as though their soul had already departed.


    ‘…Could it be because they’ve been missing for so long?’


    Their body was scratched and bruised all over.


    It was a pitiful sight.


    At least now, I understood why the Bronze Agent had been missing for several days.


    “Where did the agent find them?”


    “I-I don’t know. They just brought them in and said they’d found someone wearing the same school uniform…”


    With two minors to look after, the agent’s movements must have been severely restricted.


    They probably spent the next two days caring for the students and waiting for the mart to reopen…


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