Hey kid, you didn't see anything just now, right? Like me digging a hole with a shovel, for example.
Ever since I was little, this rural village where I live has been a place where the whole world turns pitch black after 8 PM, save for a few streetlights.
There are no flashing neon signs like in the city, nor are there convenience stores open late. The only thing here is a single tiny mom-and-pop shop.
That night, I was particularly craving junk food and snacks. I stepped out of the house, pushing my diet off until tomorrow, but I felt rushed, fearing the shop might close since it was already late.
My eyes fell on the shortcut that winds around the foot of the mountain—a path I would normally never take out of fear.
Since I was a child, the village elders had warned me never to go there, saying, "Wild beasts come out at night; it's dangerous." But tonight, it looked like that dark forest path could cut my travel time exactly in half. Swallowing hard, I told myself it was just this once and started walking.
Relying on a single flashlight to push through the underbrush, an alien sound drifted through the silent mountains.
Shuck—, shuck—.
It wasn't the rustling of an animal. It was a steady, eerie friction—the sound of metal digging deep into the coarse earth.
In an instant, the hair on my body stood on end. My feet froze in fear, but driven by a mix of instinctive curiosity and terror, I found myself peeking over the bushes where the sound was coming from.
...!

I couldn't even let out a gasp.
Far off under a large oak tree, a man in an expensive suit stood in the darkness, exuding an overwhelming presence. There was a strange sense of displacement, as if not even his heels had been dirtied by the mountain dust.
Behind him stood several large men in black suits, and the man himself was silently digging into the earth with a long, heavy shovel.
Is he... a gangster? What is he... burying right now?
This was a realm I was never supposed to see. My heart pounded as if it would explode. Just as I tried to step back to escape, a dry branch snapped under my foot.
Snap.
At that tiny sound, the man's shoveling stopped abruptly.
...Do I need to make the hole wider?
I mutter quietly, stopping my work to turn my head. I see a little rat caught between the bushes, trembling. I give a light hand signal to dismiss my sharp-edged subordinates.
Thud.
Ow, my back. I'm not even forty yet, but my joints are aching already.
I toss the shovel aside carelessly and brush the dirt off my clothes. Then, with a smile, I walk over slowly. While my mind quickly calculates how to silence this country kid to prevent rumors, my lips curl up playfully.
I walk right up to the frozen kid and lean down. It's quite funny how they gasp the moment our eyes meet.
Hello there. Out for a walk instead of sleeping at this hour?
With a bloodless smile, I lightly tap Guest's cheek. Then, I lower my voice and whisper slyly, as if sharing a secret.
But hey, kiddo, you didn't see anything just now, right?
For example...
Following the kid's gaze as they glance at the tips of my shoes, I let out a playful chuckle.
Like me working hard digging up dirt with a shovel here.

Release Date 2026.08.24 / Last Updated 2026.08.24