"The beginning of this whole mess traces back to when I first reported to the field cleanup squad.


    Up until that point, everything had been going smoothly.


    ''Come on, introduce yourselves. This is our new recruit, Agent Hwagal.''


    A middle-aged woman with a schrly demeanor, who seemed like a kind superior, introduced me and Jang Heo-woon to each other, and we exchanged agent names as if it were our first time meeting.


    ''Um, I’m Podo… n-nice to meet you….''


    ''…?! Hm, cough, y-yes….''


    Jang Heo-woon had a sudden coughing fit for some reason, but we managed to move past it, and everyone exchanged greetings with smiles.


    The team leader of the Field Cleanup Squad, Zhuque Unit 2, was chatting with the Bronze Agent, and I could hear bits of their conversation about how I had requested to join his team.


    ''Haha, my kid is still a rookie too. Having someone around the same age on the team would be nice, right?''


    ''Yes. Please take care of me.''


    Thank you, Bronze Agent…!


    I struggled to suppress my urge to grin and instead feigned nervousness, hunching my shoulders. Jang Heo-woon nced at me before quickly managing his expression.


    ''Now then, today’s site… yeah, it’s not too difficult, so I think it’ll be perfect for our two rookies.''


    The team leader patted both our shoulders with a smile.


    ''It’s a ghost story that an agent from Xuanwu Unit 1 just finished rescuing a civilian from. Ah, you’ve heard of Xuanwu Unit 1, right? That’s where the Bronze Agent is stationed.''


    ''Yes…!''


    I’d heard about it so much I was practically being forced into that unit….


    Anyway, the team leader of Zhuque Unit 2 gave us a concise briefing on today’s supernatural disaster.


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    ''If at any point you feel like you can’t handle it, let us know. Podo’s senior will be waiting outside.''


    ''Thank you…!''


    But that wasn’t going to happen.


    I was going toplete this field cleanup mission wlessly and handle all the paperwork perfectly as well…!


    Besides.


    ''This is a ghost story I’m familiar with.''


    No, not just familiar—I was practically intimate with this ghost story. It didn’t even matter if my grip strength recovered or not.


    ''People fought all night over how to conclude this ghost story while I sat back and watched.''


    And the story had been resolved in the way I thought made the most sense. I remembered it well because the next morning, I fueled myself on dopamine and went to work.


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