I’m the Only One Who Can’t See Ghosts

49 – Contaminated Food (2)

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On the way home, Gujeon met the kid he became friends with while working part-time.

The kid claimed to be a genius to the extent that he could enroll in a celestial academy.

And he said he had a curry that makes things visible that can’t be seen after eating it.

A curry that allows you to see ghosts if you eat it?

I can’t bear this.

Absolutely can’t bear it.

My heart feels like it’s racing so fast, I can hear it pounding.

If I can see ghosts, will I be able to see my mom and grandmother? Will I be able to apologize to Harin?

And will I be able to live a normal life now?

Will I no longer be a Mara Papyas?

Will I be able to see ghosts like other people?

I had to find out from now on.

After getting off the kickboard, I spoke.

“Is this the place?”

“Yes, this is the third floor.”

So, we hurriedly climbed the stairs.

And as soon as we opened the door, we heard a thud-thud sound.

It was the sound of the bathroom door breaking.

With each thud, a rusty kitchen knife sprang outward.

“It’s not like we’re shooting a movie.”

“Hey, hey, I sealed my sister there. It looks like it’s almost open now.”

“Should we try to resolve it verbally?”

I spoke to the woman trapped behind the bathroom door.

“Excuse me.”

“Show me, show me. I saw something not like the ghosts I’ve seen so far, not like petty spirits; it was a spirit that can only be called a god. I saw a spirit!!!”

Wow, is she seeing something that was really invisible?

I interjected.

“How about using words?”

“Words? If you’re not going to see the same thing as me, shut up!!!”

“If you see the same thing, will you talk? Hey, should we eat curry and talk?”

At that moment, the ranting in the bathroom stopped.

Suddenly, I heard a gulping sound, and the woman behind the door spoke again.

“Eat it. If you eat that, I’ll tell you.”

“Alright. If I eat that curry packet, will the ranting stop?”

“Eat it. Quickly! Quickly!”

“I swear. If I eat one whole curry packet, I’ll stop this nonsense and stay still.”

Then, the gulping sound came from the bathroom door again.

“Eat the whole thing? Not just a spoonful? The whole thing?”

“Yeah. The whole thing.”

“Chuckle, kick, gulp. The tiny veins filled with evilness swear. If you eat it all, I won’t move a bit.”

I stared at the curry packet and said.

“Hey, prepare the meal.”

“Really, are you really going to eat it? This is really dangerous.”

“Is there any other way? Hurry up!!!”

Hurry, bring me my curry!!!

I want to see a ghost too!!!

I looked at the portal with desperate eyes.

“Seriously, why are you doing this to us…”

Then, the genius boy wiped his tears and ran to the kitchen. During that time, only eerie laughter could be heard from behind the bathroom door.

And so, the 3-minute curry and rice was ready.

The brilliant kid who was looking at the curry said something.

“It’s just 3-minute curry, but it looks really delicious. Not to the point of going crazy to eat it. It just stimulates hunger and makes my mouth water a lot.”

“When you’re hungry, all curries look like that.”

“That might be true, but what should I say? It’s tempting to the point of making my appetite go crazy. Besides that, there’s really nothing strange. It’s a phenomenon that can’t be considered paranormal. It’s really intense.”

“For someone like that, you have a lot of saliva flowing.”

I looked at the bathroom.

Through the gaps of the partially broken door, I saw a woman’s eyes.

I said to that woman.

“Take a good look.”

I mixed the curry with the rice.

And I took a big bite.

Munch, this taste?!

“It’s really ordinary.”

It was just a regular 3-minute curry.

I looked around.

It seemed like nothing had changed in my field of vision.

Could it be that I haven’t finished eating it yet?

“Creak, slurp, creak, gulp? How, how can there be so many spoonfuls of it.”

As I continued to eat the curry, the crazy sister in the bathroom started to cover her mouth. I could only see her eyes, but I think she must be surprised.

And so, I neatly finished the pack of curry.

Eating curry while looking at the bathroom.

Why is that?

It wasn’t that delicious.

“Nothing special?”

“Well, is it? Just a very small amount, but containing the truth of that person. Uh, uh.”

There was a thud as someone fell.

Hearing that, Gujeon quickly headed to the restroom.

In the restroom, there was a woman lying on the floor, crying as if she were paralyzed. Ah, right. She had vowed not to move at all. That vow must be why she’s paralyzed like this.

But forget about that, is there a ghost in this restroom?

I can’t see any ghost-like things.

At that moment, the child prodigy waved his hand and said,

“What kind of evil spirits have attached themselves like flies? f*ck.”

Evil spirits, huh. Were there really such things happening now?

But I couldn’t see anything.

f*ck, does this curry make you see something invisible or something!!!

Hearing those words, I thought to myself.

Could it be that today is another ending in Yutto-sokeum (Yoo Hajin is tricking again)?

No, hope hadn’t completely disappeared yet.

If I could find out the recipe for this food···.

If I could learn the mechanism that makes invisible things visible···.

“Sis, sis···.”

I said to Gujeon, who was cautiously holding his older sister.

“Where did you get this curry?”

“There are people who go around the alleys and sprinkle food. There’s a crazy guy in the slums who kills his own family and disappears once a month, and all the bastards are responsible for it.”

“With this kind of retort food?”

“Yes, of course. Even in a neighborhood like this, which is in the outskirts of Seoul, possessions don’t happen that frequently.”

Gujeon muttered in disgust.

“I’m going to kill all those bastards···.”

“Hey, first, we need to save your sister. Usually, people who use poison would have an antidote for it.”

I looked at the trembling woman and her younger brother as if they were paralyzed. Maybe there was a way to obtain the recipe for such food that makes invisible things visible.

I looked at Gujeon and said.

“I have an idea.”

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The next day, we found the scum distributing rotten food. How did we find these scum who roam the slums of Seoul?

We simply asked the paranormal countermeasures headquarters website. Because this curry seemed somewhat paranormal, I thought the countermeasures headquarters would know.

“Do you know where the people are who distribute food that makes you sick if you eat it?”

“Answer: They are currently located between Seo-ul Bukbu Gumucheon-ro 17-gil and 18-gil. They are a strong force that can hinder the countermeasures of the paranormal incidents. Be careful.”

Then, the administrator called Judak immediately responded. So we were able to find those bastards right away.

They were impersonators. Except for the fact that they were dressed in gray uniforms, they didn’t seem to have anything special about them, just two men.

They had stacks of packaged foods like meatballs, curry, spaghetti, and were handing them out one by one to the slum residents.

As I watched their actions, I muttered.

“They don’t even take a break and continue doing that. How many hours has it been now?”

“About fifteen hours.”

“By their actions, they might as well be religious fanatics.”

Look at their laughter. They genuinely seemed to enjoy this, laughing for five hours straight. They didn’t even eat, and even while listening to the complaints of the slum residents, they never lost their laughter.

That was a realm of madness.

Or perhaps it was purely devout religious belief.

Maybe it could also be both.

“But if a person works without resting for five hours, they must be hungry, right?”

“Well, yes. There’s no way they wouldn’t be hungry.”

“Go get ready.”

I gestured to Gujeon.

Then, Gujeon brought out a large pot from behind.

There was curry inside.

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Another fulfilling day was passing by.

The man who distributed food to the slums unboxed his thoughts. He didn’t find it fulfilling to give food to the poor.

Rather, he felt fulfilled because he believed he was participating in a much greater endeavor than those ignorant beings.

“Discovered for the second consecutive day.”

“Yes, to discover someone with the qualities of a hero in the making, twice in a row. Lucky us.”

“But it’s too bad. There are so few people who can swallow the truth and endure it.”

When the young man expressed his regret, the middle-aged man nodded and said,

“That’s why we need to work harder.”

“Yes, let’s just divide up to this box and then go eat.”

At that moment,

A handsome man came with a pot full of curry.

He smiled innocently and said,

“Thanks to you for sharing food with me last time, I didn’t go hungry. So, as a token of gratitude, I made special curry. If you haven’t had a meal yet, would you like to have it together?”

The man named Iinjo looked at the curry.

His mouth watered, and the curry looked so delicious that it made his stomach churn.

But they couldn’t eat such curry.

Because something to be avoided might happen.

It could have been a chance.

If even a little bit of truth had been put into it…

“Ahahahaha, I’m sorry, but we’re busy right now.”

The middle-aged man said this but couldn’t take his eyes off the curry. What secret ingredient could have made the curry smell so delicious? Is it possible?

Then, the handsome man sadly placed the curry on the table.

“I bothered you for no reason. I’ll eat this curry before it gets cold. Don’t worry about me.”

And he poured the curry onto the plate he had brought and ate it with gusto. He even twisted his body while exclaiming, “Delicious!!!”

It must be really tasty.

Watching his appearance, the young man swallowed his saliva and thought,

“Seeing him eat so carefree.”

“Yeah, that’s just his special curry. If it had contained the truth, he would have already…”

In the end, Iinjo had a momentary thought that the curry was safe.

And they couldn’t get rid of the idea that the curry was safe.

That curry looks very delicious. That curry is safe. You can eat it. Eat it.

“That curry is safe. I’m sure.”

“I think so too.”

Iinjo nodded at each other, then sat at the table where the curry was placed.

“Although he put in the effort to bring it, it’s a little hard for us to ignore it.”

“Wow, the smell is really good. Regular 3-minute curry never smells like this.”

“That’s right. It’s homemade curry. Here, have some more.”

And so, the handsome man served curry in front of Yi Injo.

“If you need more, just let me know.”

“Oh, no. I will enjoy this.”

And with that, the curry entered Yi Injo’s mouth.

As soon as they saw the curry entering their mouths, the corners of the handsome man’s mouth lifted.