Chapter 69
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Translator: 8uhl
Chapter: 69
Chapter Title: Monster Tale Specialist Office: The Invisible Person (4)
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“What? You want to do a broadcast?”
It was still a tasteless lunch no matter what. As the three of them finished eating quickly and headed back upstairs, they finally heard what Boyoung had in mind.
“Yeah. If it’s hard to target just one person with the story, why not broadcast it to the entire school?”
In that sense, the lunchtime radio broadcast was pretty effective.
They played requested songs, and occasionally read out letters from listeners. It was small-scale, but it really was like a radio show.
“Since any student in the school can tune in, maybe they’ll respond if we call out to them?”
Boyoung said it was a decent idea, but Woli looked unconvinced.
“That’s iffy.”
Woli cut in bluntly.
“I’ve never heard it once.”
“Hey, give it a listen sometime. The broadcasting club kids work hard on it.”
“No idea, it just gets in the way of my nap.”
Woli was totally indifferent. But that attitude was kind of the perfect answer.
The idea itself was really good, but if no one listened, there was nothing to be done.
“Still, yeah. If there are a lot of people like you who don’t listen, we can’t make that our main method.”
Boyoung clicked her tongue regretfully. It was theoretically a great approach, but not quite sufficient.
“The method itself seems good, though…”
Seuli said that, but there was still no helping it.
“Plus, thinking about it, it’d be tough to send a message to the invisible person that way too.”
We couldn’t just broadcast, “Invisible person hiding in the school, come out!”
Since people ran the broadcast, they’d definitely cut anything too blatant or utterly nonsensical.
“It’s got a lot of drawbacks, huh.”
Seuli said regretfully.
“But telling the whole school to look out for it wasn’t a bad idea.”
If radio wouldn’t work, what other options were there? Seuli pondered for a moment before speaking up.
“A proclamation…?”
“What’s a proclamation?”
Woli floated a question mark over her head. Seuli winced inwardly.
“A proclamation? Like writing up a big poster or something?”
Boyoung looked a bit puzzled.
“First time I’ve heard that word outside of history class.”
“Ah, ha… I couldn’t think of the word ‘poster.’”
“Wouldn’t ‘poster’ usually come to mind first?”
“Is that… right?”
Seuli spoke awkwardly, worried that Boyoung might figure out her background from that one slip.
But after the brief point-out, Boyoung was already lost in her own thoughts.
She might have noticed something odd normally, but right now, she didn’t pick up on it at all.
Seuli secretly sighed in relief.
“A poster. Not bad. Actually, pretty good. The reason I picked broadcasting first was because the whole school could hear it.”
It made sense. Even if some skipped the daily broadcast, a suddenly posted notice would definitely draw a crowd.
“Alright, we just need to make the content seem plausible. If we don’t know who the target is, we make it so anyone who sees it can understand.”
Heh heh, Boyoung chuckled slyly. It was somehow chilling.
“I never would’ve come up with that alone. Heh heh heh…”
“Is she always like that?”
“Nope. First time I’ve seen her like this.”
The two whispered. It seemed like a new side of her had opened up. The other two kept a slight distance, looking a bit creeped out.
But Seuli soon had a new question pop up.
“But how do we get a response?”
Seuli asked, looking puzzled.
“Heh heh… Huh?”
Boyoung paused her laughter and sank into thought.
“Right?”
She looked utterly deflated as she spoke.
“How do we even hear the reply?”
Just attracting attention wasn’t enough. The person had to show up themselves, or at least we needed some kind of response.
“This is harder than I thought. One mountain after another.”
Boyoung grumbled. Seuli spoke with a subtle expression.
“As for the response, couldn’t we just listen for it?”
Seuli said with a subtle expression.
“If we word the content right, it seems like it could solve that easily.”
“How?”
“I’ve got a little idea.”
Seuli shared her own idea. Boyoung listened seriously.
“That might work. If it does, it’d dodge censorship too, which would be great.”
Boyoung spoke with a glimmer of hope.
“Alright, let’s brainstorm that later. So the remaining issue is how to post it.”
But that wasn’t easy either.
“Thinking about it, posting a poster isn’t simple. Can we do it without anyone knowing? Best if no one spots us.”
“Do we have to do it secretly?”
“You kidding? That’s the standard for this stuff.”
To grab attention all at once, a mysterious vibe was key. If everyone knew who posted it, interest would drop.
“If we had a way, we could do it like that…”
“Well, couldn’t we sneak in at night and post it?”
Woli said nonchalantly.
“You think that’s easy? Security’s tight these days.”
Plus, there were night duty staff. Not a walk in the park.
“Of course, they don’t patrol super diligently or anything…”
Boyoung didn’t seem thrilled, but Woli was confident.
“What’s so hard? Just tell me a spot to enter without tripping CCTV. I’ll do it.”
“…For real? I’ll tell you, but can you pull it off?”
“I said I can.”
She looked a bit dubious, but no reason to argue if she volunteered.
“Fine, give it a shot then.”
Boyoung eyed Woli skeptically.
“If it gets dangerous, just bail.”
“Have the poster ready by tonight. I’ll zip in and out.”
Woli declared confidently.
* * *
With a single leap, Woli vaulted over the school wall. Landing gracefully in the back lot with just a faint thud, she grinned.
“Feels like being a phantom thief.”
Sneaking into a place that should be empty was thrilling in itself.
She wasn’t planning to steal anything, but breaking into school at midnight had that heart-pounding thrill.
“Phew, gotta calm down a bit.”
But it couldn’t just be fun. She had a job to do properly.
While the other two brainstormed and finished the poster, Woli hadn’t meddled much. She’d only given a quick once-over to the final product. Even that wasn’t thorough.
She wasn’t good at that stuff anyway, and didn’t want to be. They didn’t want her to either.
Instead, Woli was here to do what she was good at.
“The blind spot for surveillance cameras was around here, right?”
After scanning the area a few times and confirming no cameras watched this spot, Woli muttered.
“How far did she investigate anyway?”
She hadn’t doubted Boyoung, but seeing it firsthand was ridiculous. Good thing she wasn’t a bad kid.
“Anyway, I made it here undetected, so the rest is cake!”
Woli grinned and leaped up to grab the safety bar outside a second-floor window.
“No cameras watching the second floor!”
So she could just cling and move without getting caught.
Woli shifted along toward the film club annex.
“It’s gotta be open, right?”
The window was open, as requested ahead of time.
The old school building was pretty lax anyway. Just club rooms, so the security guy didn’t bother locking every window.
So far, so smooth. Woli had slipped inside without a soul spotting her.
Once in, she heard snoring from far off. Probably the night duty staff.
“…Seriously nothing to it.”
The school was empty as could be.
No patrolling guard with a lantern like in games.
“A bit disappointing.”
But reassuring in a way. She could finish her task no problem.
Woli minimized her footsteps. No need to make noise.
“Second-floor lobby’s the best spot, right?”
Boyoung had said anywhere worked, but no reason to skip prime real estate.
As soon as she reached the second-floor stairs, Woli started taping the poster in a visible spot with her prepared tape.
“…This is louder than I thought.”
The ripping tape echoed—zzzip, crick. In the silent hallway, it rang out clearly, even creepy. The empty corridor amplified it.
But the snoring didn’t stop. No surprise; only someone with Woli’s freakish hearing would wake to that.
“Done. Now—”
Posting one sheet and a small box didn’t take long.
“Safe exit and we’re golden!”
Dr-r-rk—click!
“But… what’s that noise?”
Something odd. Like a door opening and closing.
Woli maxed her alertness. She went dead silent first, holding her breath and perking her ears.
Whatever showed up, she wouldn’t lose—but this wasn’t about winning. It was about getting out undetected.
The snoring still droned from afar. But something weird had come from the opposite direction for sure.
“…Sounded like from where I came in?”
Maybe outside the school then. She’d left the window open, so noises from there weren’t weird.
Relaxing a bit, Woli kept moving. As expected, she slipped back into the film club room without encountering anyone.
Smooth sailing. That’s when Woli realized something off.
“Huh. Why’s the window closed…?”
Woli hadn’t closed it.
She’d left it open on purpose since she’d be leaving soon. But it was shut.
“Someone patrolling…? No.”
She’d been hearing the snoring nonstop.
“No way.”
Then that sound wasn’t outside—it was this window closing.
Not like a door, but exactly a window shutting.
Whatever it was, something was wrong. No explanation except someone—unnoticed even by her—closed it.
But who?
“This is insane…”
Shaking off the unease, Woli opened the window again.
Illusion or real, she needed to get home first.
“Gonna leave it open this time.”
She left it wide on purpose. Part spite, part test.
Tomorrow, Woli would check this window again. If it was closed then, it wasn’t her imagination.
Woli leaped out over the wall, window left open.