How a Nuisance Character Survives in a Horror Game

 

Trembling pupils and lost fingers hesitated before the options.

 

At the crossroads of death, I couldn’t make a choice and put down my hand.

 

No matter how I looked at it, no matter what I chose this time, my end was death.

 

At first glance, number 1 looks good, but in front of a demon who is sensitive to his eye patch, if I did so, my neck might fall to the floor and roll around like, ‘Ta-da!’

 

Number 2, my wrist would be cut off while the gun was pointed at me and end up rolling around on the floor… omitted below.

 

Number 3…

 

I couldn’t bear to speak.

 

It’s a route where I die in each no matter where I look.

 

So what do you think about me punching that bastard and going to the next world?

 

I nodded my head arbitrarily, asking for opinions into the air.

 

Great, you say? Great. I would like to collect your opinions.

 

I took a deep breath and pressed number 3.

 

Then, my hand that was moving slowly rose up and soon…

 

Slap—!

 

I hit Dilaph hard on his left cheek. My lips moved spontaneously and my voice was sharp, full of anger.

 

“Are you doubting me? How dare you?!”

 

“Did you just hit me?”

 

“Somehow.”

 

Dilaph was dumbfounded by my crazy answer and let out a sigh.

 

But I feel too unfair to die like this.

 

I felt like I could close my eyes in peace without any resentment if I died after doing something.

 

Dilaph couldn’t hide his anger when he saw me slap him in the face.

 

“This fucker, you…!”

 

Slap—!

 

I’m a very fair person. I showed mercy by cutting off Dilaph’s words and slapping him on both cheeks.

 

I’m very delicate and kind, so I hope I’ll be saved.

 

I must have been unable to maintain my sanity after witnessing death that my thoughts kept wandering in the wrong direction.

 

His head tilted, his cheeks turning red.

 

Dilaph, who seemed to haven’t expected me to do this, was taken aback for a moment and looked down at the floor without even thinking about turning his bent head.

 

He turned his face towards me with his hand caressing his cheek.

 

The dull Dilaph’s behavior, who was that angry, was strange.

 

He looked at me with a somewhat mesmerized look on his face, grabbing the chest near his heart.

 

I’m familiar with this reaction, though.

 

Dilaph’s face turned red because I hit him.

 

I prayed that was the case.

 

His mesmerized lips slowly opened.

 

“You’re the first woman to slap me on both cheeks.”

 

I’m glad I slapped both of his cheeks.

 

If I had only slapped one cheek, I would have been in a lot of trouble. I wouldn’t have been the first.

 

“It’s thrilling.”

 

He must be crazy…

 

I avoided him, whose mouth corners rising to his cheekbones.

 

“Hit me one more time.”

 

He must be so fucking crazy…

 

Dilaph shouted, holding my arms as I was avoiding him.

 

“I told you I want you to hit me one more time, didn’t I?!”

 

Ah, geez!

 

“Alright!”

 

I didn’t refuse.

 

It was already quite obnoxious, but it turned out well. I spread out my palms, prepared to raise dust on a rainy day.

 

I continued to give him the slap he wanted.

 

Slap, slap, slap!

 

A sound like applause was raised very loudly.

 

The sound of hitting both his cheeks is louder than clapping your hands together.

 

“Ah, ah, wait! Just hit me once… Ah! Wait! It hurts!”

 

Dilaph covered his face with his arms and cried as my palms poured down on his cheeks like a shower.

 

“I said one hit, one hit!”

 

When he lost his temper, he couldn’t control it and slapped my hand, causing my index finger to get caught in the blindfold.

 

The eyepatch was about to slide down in my hand, and I quickly put it back on before Alholf could see the eyepatch that was about to come off.

 

I-I’m glad. I couldn’t see any eye.

 

“It was dangerous…”

 

My life.

 

I almost had my eyes gouged out for barely succeeding at the cliche, ‘You’re the first woman to hit me.’

 

Dilaph fumbled with his eyepatch and asked me.

 

“What did you do now?”

 

“What did I do. The eyepatch almost came off.”

 

“You weren’t trying to take it off by pretending to hit it?”

 

Ah, my blood pressure.

 

It was a moment when I tried to vehemently deny it.

 

[Dilaph, who was briefly attracted to you, has his murderous intent begins to rise again. You have to change Dilaph’s mind.]

 

[▶ What should you say?

  

(/(@^0^@)/)

  

((╬▔皿▔)╯)

  

(┗|｀O ′ |┛)]

 

Since the correct answer is fixed, I should just press the number.

 

But, well…

 

That’s true, so this choice was relatively easy. I willingly chose number 3 in a row.

 

“I’m not interested unless it involves taking off other’s clothes. What I’m interested in is not the eyes behind your eyepatch, but the naked body of a strong man!”

 

Everyone looked at me in shock at the sincere words that oozed sincerity.

 

“If you want, I’ll take your eyepatch off for you. Just tell me.”

 

Then, will you understand my sincere desire not to take off the blindfold? 

 

At the words that would even shock a pervert passing by, Dilaph wrapped his arms around me.

 

Holloway’s laughter could be heard quietly behind me.

 

[Dilaph is excited, saying it is his first time seeing a woman who is so boldly perverted.]

 

This bastard is definitely not normal.

 

To think that clichés from a long history still work.

 

[Congratulations!]

 

[You have escaped the danger of death.]

 

Did I survive by earning the title of a pervert who likes nudity?

 

[‘Demon of Anger’ Dilaph’s danger level changes to ‘I Will Take Care of You.’]

 

[Because you are targeting Holloway, the ‘Future Conqueror of this World’, we will not show the numbers for other characters.]

 

[Instead, we will notify you whenever their feelings for you are updated.]

 

[‘Demon of Anger’ Dilaph’s feelings towards you  (  ′ 皿｀*)✧: You Are the First Woman who Hit Me.]

 

[You cannot target more than one person at the same time.]

 

Why did you forcefully set the target character to be Holloway, the final boss, though…

 

Still, wouldn’t it be possible to change the strategy character?

 

Yet my hopes were soon cruelly dashed.

 

[Change to another character is not possible.]

 

I knew it.

 

It’s a harsh system only for me.

 

[Currently, Dilaph’s cheeks are burning after being hit by you.]

 

I know that even if you don’t tell me.

 

Holloway sneaked up on me, grabbed my sleeve, and pulled it. There was a look of disgusting worry on his face.

 

Isn’t there an option to hit him too?

 

But he looks like a child, so even if I want to hit him, I probably won’t be able to do it properly because I’ll feel so guilty.

 

If he had been in his adult form, I would have slapped him without mercy just like Dilaph.

 

“Sister, are you okay?”

 

“So you’re asking after it’s all over…”

 

“I’m a child, you know.”

 

To think he’s using him being young as a weapon.

 

I know very well that I will fall for it.

 

“The regret of my boring life saved me.”

 

“I think so.”

 

Don’t talk unluckily.

 

At that time, Alholf gave a small exclamation.

 

“Miss Evelin. So you were a scary person… Other’s cheeks…”

 

“I don’t want to hear from someone selfish and mean who used Moran as bait to run away.”

 

At my direct point, Alholf sobbed with tears streaming down his eyes.

 

“I-I was so scared back then… I’m s-sorry, I’m really, really, really…”

 

“You should apologize to Moran instead of to me. What’s the point even if I forgive you? Moran, the one involved, probably won’t forgive you, you know.”

 

No. There is a high possibility that she will.

 

If she doesn’t tell him as much as she does to me, what will that make me, though.

 

I was the only one who got scolded, you know.

 

To be fair, I hope Alholf gets scolded too.

 

By the way…

 

Now my ankle was throbbing just from standing.

 

My ankle got worse when Alholf suddenly hugged me.

 

If I kept walking like this and encountered a monster, it would be difficult to run away.

 

These three would use me as bait and suddenly disappear.

 

“I wish there was a bandage to put pressure on my ankle.”

 

“H-How did that happen?”

 

“I was originally injured, then it got worse when Alholf attacked me.”

 

“Ah…”

 

After instilling a lot of guilt into the crying guy, we went up to the third floor.

 

No, I just went up with these things following behind me.

 

Dilaph asked me as he stalked behind me.

 

“Hey, but why don’t you ask? The reason I’m sensitive to my eyepatch.”

 

“If I ask, you’ll kill me.”

 

“…”

 

Look. Look at that cheap bastard who doesn’t say anything.

 

F*ck, I almost got tricked into asking.

 

I pushed Holloway away as he tried to cling to me. Holloway narrowed his eyes as I continued to refuse.

 

I guess he really has no intention of hiding his identity…

 

At this point, this is the level of asking for attention, though.

 

“Sister, why don’t you keep holding my hand? Why don’t you let me hold your hand? Why don’t you let me touch you?”

 

Aren’t they all the same thing?

 

However, I, who barely survived, couldn’t disturb Holloway, so I chose my words well and answered him well.

 

“Because while I was getting scolded by that guy, Holloway was just smiling. This sister was upset.”

 

“But…”

 

Holloway spoke clearly to me as if he had made up his mind.

 

“It was Brother Dilaph who got scolded, you know.”

 

Just leave that fact aside for a moment.

 

“That’s right. My cheeks are still throbbing.”

 

“Look at that. Right? So you’re not rejecting me anymore, are you?”

 

It’s strangely persuasive.

 

I was limping up the stairs to the third floor when Holloway stretched out his hand to me with a flowery smile.

 

For a moment, the stairs shook and turned pitch black.

 

And a few seconds later, when the candle was lit, I was alone.

 

“…?”

 

It when I was confused by the sudden movement in space.

 

[‘????’ distorted the space. No matter where you go for 30 minutes, you will not be able to determine your exact location.]

 

The system window, which had previously told me who one was, displayed a question mark for the first time.

 

Who distorted it?

 

Is it because it’s one of the demons I haven’t encountered yet that its name hasn’t appeared?

 

“Then… I guess I should use this as an opportunity.”

 

I was going to take advantage of the absence of Holloway and the demon to look under the sofa that he hadn’t allowed me to see in the unlocked room.

 

There must be a good reason why he didn’t let me see it.

 

In the current situation where information about the hotel was significantly lacking, I had to find something.

 

First, I looked at the room door in front of me. The room was clearly labeled ‘Room 201’.

 

I was right in front of the now unlocked room.

 

Is it a trap or a coincidence, I wonder.

 

Although I felt uncomfortable, I opened the door.

 

Then, inside, I encountered Alholf, who was looking around in confusion.

 

A curse came out without me knowing.

 

“AC.”

 

(a pun for 아씨—which is what one says when they’re about to say f*ck (씨X))

 

“…I-If you’re so openly disappointed.”

 

I went inside without listening to anything.

 

“What are you doing here?”

 

“Suddenly, the power went black and I was moved here… W-What is this hotel really?”

 

I just sat down on the chair, ignoring Alholf, who was starting the crying engine again.

 

Alholf kept glancing at my ankle as if feeling sorry.

 

“I’m s-sorry.”

 

Uh, alright.

 

I-I’ll at least look for a bandage!”

 

Then he started opening the desk drawers. Alholf opened the last drawer and took out something of his own.

 

“I found a compression bandage!”

 

“thank you.”

 

I received a bandage from Alholf.

 

[‘Compression bandage’ acquired!]

 

[Compression bandage

 

Effect: No pain is felt.

 

If you wear it consistently for a week, your legs will fully recover. Afterwards, the compression bandage quietly disappears.]

 

Nice.

 

I worked hard to roll a bandage around my swollen ankle.

 

It was then. Alholf tilted his head and lowered his body.

 

“What are you doing?”

 

“There’s something shiny under the sofa.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

Then, before I could stop him, Alholf looked under the sofa and pushed it to the side to see if it would work.

 

There was a red blade stuck at the bottom of the sofa.

 

“What blade…”

 

He lowered his face towards the blade, puzzled.

 

“Huh? There’s a picture here.”

 

“A picture?”

 

I got up from my seat, squatting down next to Alholf.

 

There were four people drawn on the floor where the blade was stuck.

 

All faces were painted red.

 

“There are two adults and two dwarves.”

 

Alholf laughed awkwardly at my words.

 

“Usually we call it a child, don’t we… And if you look at him, he’s not even a child. A boy just before an adult?”

 

Anyway.

 

And the blade was stuck directly in the face of an adult.

 

When the genre is horror, these eerie pictures, which often appear, are now almost a prerequisite. It was when I touched the picture without even realizing it.

 

[Obtained the ‘Happy Us’ painting!]

 

[Fragments of ‘Existence’ have been collected.]

 

As the pieces of ‘Existence’ were collected, a window appeared.

 

It was shaped like an irregularly broken hexagon, and one of the broken parts contained a piece called Existence.

 

With a clicking sound, a picture began to be engraved on the fragment, like ink spreading.

 

The finished picture depicted countless eyes visible in the dark.

 

‘I guess it means something… ’

 

There seemed to be quite a few pieces that didn’t fit together.

 

‘I’ll know when it’s completed, won’t I.’

 

The picture of ‘Happy Us’ was stuffed into a menu called ‘Clues’.

 

First, I thought about ‘Existence’.

 

Existence? What exists?

 

Does this mean that the demons exist or something like that?

 

However, the many eyes didn’t seem to belong to a demon.

 

Since I couldn’t get anything from the fragment, this time I shifted my gaze and looked at the picture. I felt a little eerie looking at that picture.

 

Even though I thought it was clearly cliché, the picture had a strange coolness to it.

 

I felt like a cold energy was slowly spreading around the painted floor, so I fidgeted with my feet.

 

Two adults and two boys who looked to be around seventeen or nineteen.

 

The two boys were closely attached.

 

The number of demons is five, including Holloway.

 

Then it’s not a demon…

 

‘Who is it?’

 

Since the main content of the game is survival, one-sided massacre, and romance, safe to say that there was no information about the demons and this hotel.

 

“What is it?”

 

Alholf was also curious and stared at the picture next to me.

 

When I was concentrating on analyzing the picture without even knowing that someone had come in.

 

“Sister, it seems that you eventually saw it because you moved the sofa.”

 

I unconsciously stopped breathing hearing that calm voice.

 

When I forced my stiff neck to turn, the first thing I saw was Holloway’s indifferent face.

 

His sharp gaze moved from me to the picture on the floor.

 

“You finally saw it.”

 

When I heard his voice muttering softly, I lost all my strength and almost fell to the floor.

 

The moment I couldn’t answer in a dangerous line of tension.

 

Ding.

 

[Picture ‘Happy Us’

 

Feature: When someone sees the picture, Holloway and the demons become enraged.]

 

[Holloway caught you seeing ‘Happy Us’.]

 

My body naturally began to tremble. It wasn’t due to fear. This was because the temperature in the room suddenly dropped.

 

[Holloway’s emotional level decreases.]

 

The temperature dropped further, and the system window roared with a stinging sound in my ears.

 

[Favorability has decreased by 4%.]

 

[Attachment has decreased by 11%.]

 

[Possessiveness decreased by 13%.]

 

[Favorability: 5.5%

 

Attachment: 5.5%

 

Possessiveness: 5%]

 

Before I could despair as I watched the numbers drop so quickly that everything I had done to raise them so far was meaningless, another window popped up.

 

[‘Future Conqueror of this World’ Holloway decides to start hunting.]

 

Hunt?

 

My hands, which were touching the floor, were shaking unsightly. White breath could be seen coming out between my lips.

 

Holloway’s face was clearly the same as usual, yet his mood was on a completely different level from what I had felt before.

 

Another window appeared in front of me.

 

[The target is you.]

 

*Some lines from the drama ‘Run On’ are quoted.