I Work as an Agent in a Horror Alley

If I hadn't been deceived by a friend and owed hundreds of thousands of dollars in foreign debt, I wouldn't have become a real estate agent! What's more, only this small agency in a dilapidated alley was willing to accept me, and the reason was—because it often had to deal with terrorist incidents that occurred in various apartments and communities, and it couldn't recruit employees at all—that's all. Poverty made me meet the store. A series of horrific urban supernatural legends are about to happen. I hope the shop owner can treat me better...