Recruitment at the Folklore Bureau: I Complained About Evil Workplace Harassment

Others were admitted to the exam to be stable, but I was admitted to the Folklore Bureau to investigate the "disappearance" of my father. They all thought I was a clerk who could only write reports, but they didn't know that I could hear the whispers of gods and see strange shapes. The leader asked me to use science to explain everything, but in the face of the mourning stone lions and the bride in red who was married in the dark, I couldn't hold back a single word in my closing report. When the S-class containment object [Ancient Bronze Mirror] went out of control and everyone thought the end was coming, I walked out. I faced the mirror and danced the "crazy dance" that my father was ridiculed for back then. After the mirror calmed down, I became the most special existence in the bureau. And a top-secret file was also delivered to me, with my dad's handwriting on it: "Son, when you see this file, it means that 'they' have woken up. Run quickly..." Run? No. I want this preparation. The night you haven't finished watching, I'll watch it instead!