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I killed a person for the first time.
Of course, it was true that the bastards had come with impure intentions.
They came with the intention of harming us from the start.
As soon as they saw Kang Mu-yeol, they tried to attack him right away.
If they were humans with normal reasoning, they would have tried to talk, saying they didn't come to fight.
Instead of ordering their underling-like bastards to attack.
Besides, I had expected it even before they entered the building.
Because their occupations were all Looters.
Doesn't that mean they harm others and take things?
Even so, the shock of my first murder didn't fade easily.
Setting aside the fact that they were Looters, the problem was that I had killed a fellow human.
I had never even hit anyone, let alone killed them.
My mind went blank.
In the midst of that, Kang Mu-yeol asked for my opinion.
Whether or not to spare that Looter bastard begging for his life, Lee Sung-joo.
Even if Kang Mu-yeol had decided on his own, I wouldn't have taken issue with it.
Because he would have made the best judgment.
However, Kang Mu-yeol didn't decide alone.
He was treating me as the decision-maker.
My mind, which had become a blank slate, slowly returned.
Now is the time to decide.
I raised my thumb and pointed it down.
It's not like the next murder is easier just because I committed the first one.
Lee Sung-joo must die.
It's because of what he said.
He made a mistake.
If he wanted to live, he shouldn't have brought up his numerous Looter colleagues.
Maybe he hoped we would feel pressured and let him go.
It was certain that if he went back to his Looter group alive, he would bring up this Villa.
He said he would keep it a secret, but.
How can I trust the word of a Looter piece of trash?
I can't.
'It's better to cut the cycle here.'
If they come looking for us even after this, then that's unavoidable.
It's easier on the mind to think about that when the time comes.
Of course, I'll have to prepare defenses too.
But that's not because I killed Lee Sung-joo.
If there's a Looter group, they'll come looking for this place eventually.
It means it was something I had to experience eventually.
Kang Mu-yeol grinned and gripped his baseball bat tightly.
"You guys missed your chance. I'll kill you both."
Lee Sung-joo bit his lip and raised his knife.
It's a showdown between a Level 7 and a Level 4.
Even a 1-level difference is immense, but there's a whopping 3-level gap.
If you only look at the level difference, it would be normal not to even feel a sense of crisis.
The world isn't defined by levels alone.
Seeing them facing each other with weapons, I swallowed dryly.
Deureureuk, deureureuk.
Kang Mu-yeol approached, dragging his baseball bat along the floor.
"You won't die easily."
Lee Sung-joo growled.
Even while doing so, he glanced toward the stairs going down.
"Distracted, are you? That's impressive in a different way."
In a split second.
Kang Mu-yeol swung his baseball bat.
Lee Sung-joo raised his arm to block the baseball bat, but that was all.
Ppagaak!
"Ugh."
There was no next chance.
Along with his arm bone, his neck bone broke as well.
Lee Sung-joo collapsed to the floor like a doll with cut strings.
I tried to look away when he died.
It happened so suddenly that I ended up watching a person die again.
"Ugh...."
I guess seeing it once doesn't make you used to it.
"Are you alright?"
Kang Mu-yeol asked, wiping the blood splattered on his face.
Seeing Kang Mu-yeol ask so nonchalantly, as if wiping off water, actually calmed me down.
It makes it feel like it's no big deal.
"Are you alright, Kang Mu-yeol-ssi?"
"Me? Well. Thinking of it as killing a bug actually makes me feel relieved. You should take it easy too, Boss."
"Yeah...."
Three corpses were slumped behind Kang Mu-yeol's back.
Think of this as a bug?
Well.
Even if I think of it as a human-sized bug lying dead, it's just as disgusting.
"Is it over?"
Im Ji-ah asked from inside the house.
I had strictly told Im Ji-ah and Im Do-yeong not to come out of the house.
They kept their promise well.
"Don't come out yet. I'm still thinking about how to finish this up."
I couldn't just stack the corpses in the hallway.
If the corpses rot, it's not good for me and the tenants in many ways.
And there was nowhere to bury them either.
The area around the building was all asphalt and cement.
'Burning them is the most certain way....'
Didn't they use to burn corpses in the past when epidemics spread?
However, burning corpses takes a lot of effort.
And there are many necessary items.
"How about just throwing them outside?"
Kang Mu-yeol suggested.
In terms of convenience, throwing them outside was the easiest.
For one, the hallway would be clean, which is good.
Moving the corpses would be a hassle, but three of them is nothing.
"If their colleagues happen to find the corpses, it'll become troublesome."
If you don't bury or burn them, the corpses remain.
It takes quite a while for them to rot.
"Can't we just crush their faces?"
Kang Mu-yeol tapped his baseball bat.
Actually, one bastard's face was already crushed.
Rather than crushed, it had burst after being hit by a steel ball.
"There's still enough room to identify them by their clothing."
Crushing their faces and throwing them outside should be kept as a last resort.
Actually, I had just thought of a new method.
"How about something like that?"
"What is it?"
"What if we put them all into Unit 401 and secure the room?"
"...Oh!"
Kang Mu-yeol seemed to have realized the meaning behind my words.
"Are you saying we make the corpses disappear along with it?"
"That's it."
Currently, I have secured up to Room 402.
If you wipe out all the Zombies inside the house, a secure notification appears.
Then, whether it's corpses, Zombies, or blood, everything disappears and it turns into a clean house.
As if it had just finished remodeling.
What if we put the corpses in before securing the house?
If we put the corpses in and then secure the house by wiping out the Zombies inside?
There was a possibility that the corpses inside the house would also evaporate.
'A mission hasn't popped up, but....'
Anyway, when I take in a new Tenant, it gives me a mission to secure a house since I don't have one.
Then doesn't that mean I can secure it in advance?
"Let's do it right away."
I confirmed that there were no Zombies coming up from the floor below after hearing the commotion, and then headed to Unit 401.
"Boss, please wait a moment."
Kang Mu-yeol blocked my path.
I thought there was something to do before that, but it wasn't.
"Please leave this kind of thing to me."
Kang Mu-yeol grabbed the door lock handle instead.
Cheolkeok.
The door wasn't locked this time either.
Kkiiik—
The door opened slowly.
It was my first time checking the inside of another house before securing it.
"Huuup...."
The stench pouring into my nose.
The entrance splattered with blood.
"Um, Kang Mu-yeol-ssi?"
"Yes?"
"I'm sorry for everything until now."
"What are you saying all of a sudden? You're making me anxious."
"I just suddenly thought of that...."
I felt sorry for Kang Mu-yeol all over again.
Kang Mu-yeol had secured Unit 403 and Room 402 alone.
He must have seen scenes like this every time.
While I was comfortably at home.
Kang Mu-yeol and I entered the entrance.
I saw a corpse leaning against the living room wall.
It was wearing a bright red jumper.
It was a familiar jumper.
The clothes of the person who used to smoke in front when I occasionally went out and came back.
I remember it because the color was unique.
It wasn't like I had any special memories.
I had never even shared a word with them.
I also learned for the first time today that they lived in Unit 401.
"Rest in peace...."
"Geuuuu...."
As I prayed for their rest, the corpse reacted.
It wasn't a corpse, it was a Zombie.
A Zombie that had been in a dormant state.
"Please step back."
Kang Mu-yeol stood in front, holding his baseball bat.
His large frame blocked my view.
Thanks to that, I couldn't see what was in front, but I couldn't have felt more reassured.
"Oh, right. You can't kill it."
"Ah, that's right. Understood."
I didn't know if that man was the only Zombie or not.
Since I only learned today that he lived in Unit 401, I couldn't know if there was anyone living with him.
If the man was the only survivor in this room, the house would be secured when I killed him.
I had to put the corpses in before that.
The Zombie got up and approached.
It was much slower, perhaps because it hadn't fully woken up yet.
Instead of hitting the Zombie's head hard like he usually did, Kang Mu-yeol pushed its chest with the end of his baseball bat.
I definitely thought he pushed it gently, but the Zombie was pushed back with a large stride, collided with the wall, and sat back down.
It must have struggled to get up, but it ended up sitting back down.
"It would be good to move the corpses now."
The Zombie was slow.
It seemed like we could each move one corpse.
Kang Mu-yeol dragged one corpse over first.
It was the corpse that had lost its head after being hit by my steel ball.
Kang Mu-yeol even threw the corpse right in front of the Zombie.
The Zombie, which had been staggering up, started to eat the corpse.
"It seems we can move them comfortably."
I had just happened to grab the ankle of a corpse.
"Geuuuuung...!"
It looked so easy when Kang Mu-yeol moved it just now?
Does this person weigh more?
The corpse was heavier than a living person.
"I'll do it."
Kang Mu-yeol returned and took the ankle of the corpse I was holding.
He breathed calmly while dragging the corpse toward Unit 401.
'I suppose stepping back is the best way to help.'
Kang Mu-yeol moved the remaining corpses without any complaints.
Unit 401 was occupied by one Zombie and three corpses.
Including us standing at the entrance, there were six.
Six people in a house that wasn't even that big was a bit much.
"I'll clean it up."
Kang Mu-yeol checked the nearest bathroom first.
After confirming no one was there, Kang Mu-yeol also checked the master bedroom.
I was standing at the entrance.
Kang Mu-yeol came out of the master bedroom without incident.
And he went to the living room and smashed the head of the Zombie that was eating the corpse.
His movements had absolutely no hesitation.
Actually, that's why I liked it.
'There should be at least one person like this in the group.'
We moved the corpses and dealt with the only Zombie.
Now, the only thing left is to secure the house—
"Ugh...!"
Suddenly, light burst out from all sides.
Through the fading light, a house that looked truly clean, as if it had just been remodeled, came into view.
This house was also a clean white tone.
It seemed like a lot of effort was put into the furniture and interior.
I beat my chest.
"It's unfair, so unfair."
Why is it that only my house doesn't get remodeled?