Chapter 40

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 40

Chapter Title: 3rd Heroine

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I shoved open the first-floor door and body-checked the zombies loitering right in front of it, sending them flying.

One tangled with the ones behind and went down, so I raised the door like a slab and smashed it down on him.

Thud!

Crunch!

While I cleared out the area near the reception desk and dealt with the zombies by the stairs and elevator, Ji-eun found the camper key.

"Here it is, I found it."

That accomplished the second goal for coming here.

Now all that was left was to head to the rooftop.

I told them to wait by the elevator doors, then rode it up alone.

Inside the elevator, I held the door like a shield.

The plan was to charge out the moment the doors opened.

"Haat!!"

I barreled forward with momentum, knocking down the zombie in front and stomping on its head.

Crunch!!

"Gaaargh—!!"

I swatted away the approaching ones one by one, then slung one onto the door and charged straight at the wall.

Thud!

Grind!

Its body burst open like a decalcomania, guts and limbs raining down below.

I handled them all like that until the end of the hallway.

Confirming no zombies at the emergency exit to the rooftop, I headed back down to the first floor.

"All clear up top. Let's go."

We rode up together to the top floor with the president's office.

We climbed the emergency stairs at the end of the hallway up to the rooftop door.

It was locked from the outside, but breaking the handle was no big deal.

When I opened the door, there was a clunking sound that put me on guard—it was just a bucket that had been propped up falling over.

Looking around, I spotted someone collapsed under the railing.

Had to be the celebrity the system wanted me to rescue.

Over a day left, so she shouldn't be dead yet.

Probably just exhausted from lack of food and water.

I left the girls by the door and approached.

She was lying on her back, facing away, so I couldn't tell who it was at first.

No visible wounds to the naked eye.

"Hey, you okay?"

No response.

I got closer and turned her over.

'Holy shit... why the hell is she here?!'

I recognized her face and collapsed in shock.

It was Han Seo-young, the bitch who'd tormented me for a year.

No doubt about it.

Even turning her head sideways, it was Han Seo-young.

Sallow skin, cracked lips, messy hair—still unmistakably Han Seo-young.

The real deal, damn it.

The girls crept closer, noticing my weird reaction.

I motioned for them to come nearer.

Ji-eun reacted first.

"Kyaaah! S-Seo-young... how... Snap out of it, Seo-young, come on!"

"Stop shaking her. Looks like she hasn't had water for days."

The shaking must've worked, because Seo-young's eyes fluttered open slightly.

She looked at me and gave a faint smile.

"When I wanted to see you... you never came. Why show up after I'm dead?"

What the hell?

"Seo-young! Get a grip. Why are you dead?"

"Ji-eun unnie's here too. Guess they show you everyone you loved before heaven."

Her mind's wandering.

Hold on...

"Ji-eun, take care of her for a bit. I'll head down to the floor below and be right back."

I handed Seo-young off to Ji-eun and dashed downstairs.

In the president's office, there were a few bottles of spring water on the desk.

She might not be able to eat, but water should go down fine.

I grabbed them and hurried back to the rooftop, where Seo-young was leaning dazedly against Ji-eun.

"I'm... not dead, huh."

She's coming around.

I handed the water to Ji-eun.

"Give it to her slowly. Water should be okay."

No need to spoon-feed; just seeing the bottle made Seo-young's eyes light up.

I unscrewed the cap and passed it over, and she guzzled it desperately.

"How long were you stuck here?"

"Two days... three... not sure."

"You alone the whole time?"

"Came up with Uncle..."

Anyone who needed to know was aware Seo-young was President Jo's niece.

He'd flung himself off the roof before the zombies could bite him, to save her.

And I'd taken off zombie President Jo's head.

"How'd you know to come here? Why are you with Ji-eun unnie? You're Silhouette's Heo Yun-ji, right? Who's the other one?"

"I'll explain everything, but one question at a time. No more till you can eat something."

"You worried about me?"

"Course I am. You're all dried up, about to croak."

"You never answered me back then."

She's poking at my trauma again.

"You were always dying to eat me up. Why would I wanna talk?"

At first, managing a top actress had me hyped.

Took all of two months for that hype to crash and burn.

"If you'd shown interest in me, you wouldn't have treated me like that."

"How much more interest could I show? I gave it my all."

"Not that kind. Not professional interest. What I wanted was... Never mind. Too weak to talk."

"Good. Don't say it till we get home."

"Home?"

"My studio apartment."

With that, I scooped her up.

She was light as a feather—perfect description.

"Haa..."

"Tired?"

"No... this feels good."

She burrowed deeper into my arms.

'She starts by tormenting guys she likes. To make them look only at her.'

Were Ji-eun's words true?

As we walked to the elevator, a message popped up in the air.

I opened the Heroine menu in the Status Window.

I opened the newly added 'Han Seo-young'.

'No... freaking... way...'

Satisfaction at 5 already, and I haven't done a damn thing.

No fixed disposition—just whatever I want.

Every spot I touch is her erogenous zone.

Touch her, she climaxes, and I get rewards.

'This is beyond slave-level...'

Since when?

She'd always been the villainess tormenting me.

Did she think harassing me was affection?

What the hell were all those hard times for, then?

Ding~

As we reached the parking lot, a cheerful sound effect rang out with a message in the air.

The story had progressed enough for a level up.

I pumped my stats to the level cap.

Bo-ra was shivering—must've felt the level up too.

She could handle zombies on her own now.

"Whoa, there's a living room inside the car!"

It was worth the awe.

Luxury camper was a first for me too. Swivel the driver's seat, unfold the table, and boom—seating for four like a real living room.

"Raise the table and extend the sofa, and it turns into a bed."

I only half-extended it to lay Seo-young down, but she wouldn't let go.

"Seung-hyun's arms are comfier."

"Gotta drive. Lie down. Ji-eun'll be next to you."

"Then hold me again when we get home."

"I'll do even more, so let go already."

Her eyes sparkled at "even more."

A year of hell, but now the tables had turned.

Time to pay her back in full—with my body.

I transferred all the trunk luggage to the camper.

No more dealing with my junker car.

Behind the driver's seat was a golf club that looked like President Jo's.

Light, sturdy—perfect for braining zombies.

I'll test Bo-ra's boosted combat power with it later.