I Am the Only Totem in This World - Chapter 191



Episode 191. IF – If the Cathedral Was Fine (2)

Episode 191 IF – If the cathedral was fine (2)

Administration. It’s an organization I’ve never heard of.

It was very suspicious to have the common (?) Word ‘seasoned seaweed transportation’ in front of such an organization.

“That… What happened at the management bureau… ?”

No matter how much I thought about it, I didn’t know what a ‘management bureau’ was, so I just asked. Is it really a government agency?

The woman chuckled.

“Ordinary people think of it as the ‘Seasoned Seaweed Transportation Association.’ In short, it is the shipping cooperative.”

“…An ordinary person?”

“For people who have been exposed to abnormal phenomena, the ‘Association’ part appears to be the ‘Management Bureau.’ For example, have you ever been kidnapped to another world by a divine being?”

It felt like my heart was dropping.

What? This person, or this group? Is this a place that specializes in hunting possessors like me? I can think of all kinds of things.

The fact that he openly appeared in front of me means that he came after completing a background investigation, but in that case, there is no guarantee that he will escape even if he runs hard and runs away from here.

Are all the passers-by fooling around with this woman? I turned my eyes here and there.

“Don’t be too surprised. Aliens are abducted and dissected… It’s not that kind of organization. It is clearly an international government organization. Although it is unofficial.”

The word ‘unofficial’ is so annoying.

“What I just did is just a simple verification process. It’s a ritual.”

The woman from the management office shrugged her shoulders as if it was no big deal and continued.

“Don’t worry, the bad thing you’re imagining won’t happen. If that were the case, would you come to me in broad daylight and ask to talk? There are so many ways to kill someone quietly. “I just came here to talk about real things.”

How can you say something about killing someone so casually as if you were telling them to eat? She looks like a Yakult lady, but she speaks like an agent.

“I understand.”

Let’s follow it first. If you don’t know better and start a riot, your family could be in danger.

***

We entered an unknown building 10 minutes away. It was a building with ‘Seasoned Seaweed Transportation Management Bureau’ written on its large door.

Was there a building like this in our neighborhood?

“Before we start, would you like to make a simple promise?”

The woman who saw me sitting down said.

“Tell each other only the truth. How do you feel?”

As soon as the woman said that, I felt an intangible pressure. Even though it’s the middle of summer, I feel shivering.

… Does this woman have psychic powers?

“Yes.”

There is no right to veto anyway. I just accepted it.

“Cooperative attitude, I like it.”

The woman briefly introduced what the ‘management bureau’ was.

It’s an organization that protects the Earth from threats from the outside world. Of course, the transport of seasoned seaweed is a disguised business.

It feels like the Earth Defense Headquarters in a creative work. If you look at it in a good way, it’s like that, but if you look at it in a bad way, it’s the SCP Foundation.

Some interrogation… No, the question and answer is over.

“In addition to Mr. Xxx, more than 100 people showed up from all over the world on the same day and at the same time. “They were all listed as missing.”

It is said that the Management Bureau, a global organization, has been watching us for a week.

This is not the first time that people like us, or ‘returnees’ as they call them, have returned to Earth. It has been around for several decades.

“There were some returnees who gained unusual powers, some with their contents completely changed, and some with only a shell remaining. But usually it doesn’t come back. The beings who do this are like stubborn children, and they don’t easily let go of a toy once it’s in their hands.

So, it is very unusual for you to come back in good health.”

This organization called the Management Bureau has been aware of our existence since the first day of our return. They said they found out everything with the cooperation of each government agency.

“We’ve been watching you for the past week. Not just you, but other returnees as well.”

The reason I’ve been watching you without contact for so long is because I thought you may have returned after gaining an unknown power that the management bureau couldn’t measure, or that you were intentionally hiding.

After many verifications, they found out that we were harmless people, so they contacted us like this. If they were suspicious while observing, they would have killed them.

“There are many evil and powerful beings in the universe. The evil spirits of the universe, called Watchers, subdue human souls and even take control of their bodies. This author, Yoo Hee-shin, can be seen as somewhat humane.

Well, this was a simple guide based on the management bureau’s manual. Quite a humanitarian organization, right? “Everything I say is the truth, so you can believe it.”

The woman smiled kindly.

So, now is the point.

“Mr. Xxx has two choices.

First. I will lose all memories related to this abnormal phenomenon. There are no side effects. There are people who specialize in this kind of work.

Second. Instead of losing their memories, they live under surveillance for the rest of their lives. Of course, we will not create fear by openly spying on Mr. Xxx. It will be quiet like this week.

Even though the management bureau is unofficial, it is an organization that falls within the bounds of the law. We respect individual choices to the fullest.”

If nothing ‘wrong’ happens. It was a woman muttering softly.

After much thought, I decided.

“I will do it the second time.”

It’s okay to be monitored. I don’t want to forget everything I’ve experienced in this world.

Lakhe. Dig. The believers who served me, including Kanto. Among them, there were many whose faces were now blurred, but they were all precious relationships.

“Great. We will never see each other face to face anymore. “If possible.”

The woman handed me something that looked like a pamphlet.

“This is a kind of welfare policy for people whose careers have been cut short due to abnormal phenomena, so don’t feel pressured and take a look.”

With those words, the woman left. Leaving me alone in the office.

It doesn’t matter when you leave, just close the door properly. If you don’t close it, you could be dragged into the office in the blink of an eye or something.

It’s not some kind of ghost story.

“Under…” “

It happened and ended as if it was no big deal, but it was an important turning point in my life. No matter what choice I made, I couldn’t live like I used to.

I gathered my nervous mind and left the office.

I closed the door, walked a few steps, and when I looked back, the office had disappeared.

I headed home feeling like I was possessed by a ghost.

I just didn’t know, but something strange was happening on Earth too.

I don’t agree that Yu Hee-shin is a humane god, but I was grateful at least for sending us back safely.

***

I came home, washed up, and laid down in bed.

I thought about searching for ‘Administrative Bureau’ on my smartphone, but stopped. They will even monitor my search history.

I thought something would happen just to satisfy my curiosity.

“Wow, so I can’t even watch porn anymore? “You can’t even hit your daughter?”

I can only hope that you understand that much. It’s something that can’t be helped to solve physiological problems.

“Are you trying to monitor my computer and smartphone files? Ha shiba.”

Weeing-!

Click click.

I turned on the computer and deleted all ‘relatively radical’ video records. This is not a criminal area, but they might see this and label me as a social misfit.

I absolutely do not have a specific sexual preference, such as femdom or infant regressive play. I just clicked once out of curiosity.

Don’t think, ‘Is this the strongest Loa who saved this world?’

“Maybe I should have just asked to be the first one.”

Of course, I only said this in words. If I had to choose again, I would have chosen the second.

“… “I want to see Lakhe.”

Is it because I met someone who knew I was a returnee? Today, I felt a great sense of absence that I can’t explain.

The feeling of fading memories coming back to me.

“Ugh.”

I accessed Outstagram two years and a week later, wondering if the management bureau was also monitoring my social media.

“I hope I didn’t tag something strange… Huh?”

There were a lot of messages, but only one caught my eye.

[Han_Na_Jo_123: By any chance, are you xxx who played ‘Survival as a Paladin’ like me? His nickname was ‘Ultra Sanz, crazy in annihilation mode on a moonlit night’… ]

It was a message that arrived a week ago.

“…Hannah.”

The nickname was not ‘Not Netcam’, but the person who sent the message was definitely Hannah.

Could it be that as soon as they returned to Earth, they searched my name on SNS and contacted people with the same name, including me, in this way?

From noble mtl dot com

I thought Hannah might not want this, so I was thinking about it for a week…

“Why not give it a try?”

She gained courage and dialed Hannah’s phone number. As soon as you hear the signal, you are connected immediately.

It’s so fucking scary.

– Who are you?

A slightly harsh, bright voice. Hannah’s voice was just like in another world.

“That.”

Oh, I’m shaking. What should I say as my first word?

“Are you ‘not Netkama’ by any chance?”

Eh, I don’t know. Let’s go standard.

– Uh, Sanz…?!

There is an immediate response.