How a Nuisance Character Survives in a Horror Game

 

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I immediately called them to the table and asked them to sit down. And a mug was placed in each hand.

 

“If you talk to me for ten minutes without putting down your mug, I will accompany you.”

 

Of course, you can run away in the middle of it.

 

But I didn’t say so because I felt like if I said that now, they would immediately throw away the mug.

 

“Are you joking?”

 

“If it looks like a joke, you can go first.”

 

“…”

 

Werner sighed and grabbed the mug. Moran also looked at me, holding a mug without saying anything.

 

First of all, it seemed like they would do whatever I wanted.

 

But what kind of conversation are we supposed to have, step by step?

 

The topic doesn’t matter, right? If there was, I would have let you know.

 

“Sir Werner, I heard from Moran that you were with Cleta. Why are you alone?”

 

“The monsters came out in a pile and we naturally got separated. Can I ask a question?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Why are you barefoot?”

 

I looked at my feet. My feet were a mess, probably because I ran away and stepped on the remains of the collapsed wall.

 

Only then did the pain rush in all at once and the soles of my feet began to throb. 

 

“Because I lost my slippers.”

 

“You’re bleeding.”

 

“Well… can one really die from this much blood loss?”

 

“Then why is your whole body covered in blood?”

 

“Because I rolled in Sir Friedel’s blood.”

 

“M-Miss Evelin.”

 

Moran looked at Werner and pretended to be fidgety. Werner looked at me strangely.

 

“You’re very different from before we entered the hotel.”

 

“It’s fine to say I’ve given up. Or, it seems like I’ve experienced extreme fear.”

 

On the contrary, Werner probably felt that my calm face gave me credibility, and he easily agreed by nodding his head as if he understood.

 

“I guess so.”

 

I wondered why he believed it so easily, but my actions so far made him have no choice but to believe it.

 

I used to be a quiet Evelin, but after being dropped on the island, I changed into a crying Evelin who caused a nuisance, and now I have changed to being calm.

 

I can’t help but think that’s what happens when a person changes like this in such a short period of time.

 

When Moran reflexively tried to put down the mug, I hurriedly stopped her.

 

“Hold it!”

 

Moran winced and gripped her cup tightly with both hands.

 

“Can I come out for a moment?”

 

“No. You have to hold it and talk to me for ten minutes.”

 

“Please tell me why.”

 

“I just want to do that. Since we ran away so frantically, I just wanted to talk for at least ten minutes without worrying about anything.”

 

Only then did Werner quietly close his mouth. Instead, Holloway grabbed my sleeve.

 

“Am I not enough?”

 

“I guess I wanted to have conversations with people I could lean on.”

 

“With adults?”

 

“Mmhm. Holloway is young, so I can’t pretend to be weak.”

 

“Do as you please, then let go.”

 

Shut up, brat.

 

There is now just over a minute left.

 

During that time, we only exchanged meaningless conversations, and Holloway seemed to have fallen asleep, lying face down on the desk and not moving.

 

Time continued to pass until there were about 30 seconds left.

 

[Holloway is bored. He decides to kill Moran and Werner.]

 

…Suddenly?

 

I’m glad I wasn’t the target…

 

[You are trying to quell Holloway’s desire to kill and appease his boredom.]

 

Me? I’m not though…

 

Why do I have to appease his boredom?

 

But as usual, the window didn’t pay any attention to me.

 

[▶ What should you do?

  

And do I just have to die? It was really damned since the first option.

 

[2. Pull Holloway’s hair as he lies down.

  

At this level, I think it has a grudge against Holloway’s lying head.

 

Or do you just want me to die?

 

There were no better options.

 

“It’s crazy, really.”

 

“Miss Evelin?”

 

Don’t call me… I feel like I’m going to cry.

 

If I do any of those three things, wouldn’t you be headed straight to the underworld?

 

No, he still has a very small amount of favorability for me, so he won’t kill me right away.

 

While I was holding a mug in one hand and holding my head with the other hand due to all my worries, the co-op quest success alarm went off.

 

[We will tell you the way out.]

 

[The map disappears when you find a way out.]

 

Ziiiing—

 

A map of the third floor showing the exit appeared in front of me.

 

The red flashing thing was where we were currently and the white thing was where I had to go.

 

“You can put your mug down now. Thank you.”

 

And should I say goodbye, I wonder.

 

I had to quickly choose an option and head to the exit before the tagger showed up.

 

I cried and stared at the options that seemed to have no answer.

 

Then I found the only other one.

 

The first and third included the adjective ‘hard’. In the second, there was no word ‘hard’.

 

Wouldn’t it be easier then? It seemed better than harder.

 

It’s a struggle, but number 2!

 

I pressed number 2 and my hand started moving.

 

My heart was pounding.

 

I tightened my hands for fear of grabbing Holloway’s hair, but it didn’t help much.

 

“Miss Evelin, your expression is strange.”

 

Don’t mind.

 

My hand reached Holloway’s hair and I swallowed dry saliva.

 

My and grabbed Holloway’s hair.

 

Didn’t I grab too much?

 

“Why, sister?”

 

Please pull gently, please!

 

You didn’t say hard, you know, please.

 

As if my earnestness had paid off, the hand that was holding Holloway’s hair pulled his hair very gently.

 

“Sister?”

 

He called me one more time. Is it because of the relief of being alive? I answered with a big smile.

 

“Ah, I have to go now. I’m sorry for waking you up while you were sleeping.”

 

“No. Let’s go, then!”

 

I held out my hand and he happily took my hand.

 

[Holloway’s desire to kill and boredom subside.]

 

I was deeply relieved by that system window.

 

I walked quickly toward the exit, looking at the translucent map in front of me.

 

Of course, I didn’t forget to be wary of taggers to avoid arousing suspicion.

 

“Where are you going?”

 

“Where should I go? I’m just checking to see if there’s anything. Does Sir Werner have somewhere else to go?”

 

On the contrary, when asked, Werner couldn’t answer.

 

That’s right.

 

Where can one go in this trapped hotel?

 

All you have to do is walk wherever your feet take you and look for hints to get out of the hotel.

 

Then Werner grabbed me and stopped me.

 

“Let’s find shoes first.”

 

“It’s fine, it doesn’t hurt.”

 

When I repeatedly refused, Werner blocked my path.

 

“Then I’ll carry you on my back until we find it.”

 

“There is no need to show such kindness.”

 

“If you get hurt more than that, you will have a hard time walking around later. If you cry in pain later, it will only be difficult for us. Please don’t refuse.”

 

Then should I get on his back?

 

But I couldn’t ignore the fact that he would die later if I received help like this.

 

In the end, I decided to decline the help.

 

“It’s fine. I take care of my own affairs. When you took care of me outside the hotel is enough.”

 

Then I pushed him away and walked forward. Holloway took my hand and shook it.

 

“But, Sister, when you were hiding in that closet.”

 

“Can we not talk about that?”

 

Yet Holloway doesn’t have the ability to listen to me.

 

“Why were you dancing?”

 

I wondered why they didn’t ask.

 

Moran, too, seemed curious about what had happened at that time, so she snuck up next to me and pricked up her ears.

 

I forced a smile.

 

“It’s just… ”

 

“I was surprised that you couldn’t dance.”

 

Even I was surprised when he said it so openly.

 

I was so annoyed at Holloway that I pinched his cheek.

 

That dance was a huge effort to get out of!

 

“What are you going to say to me, who used all my might to get you out of the closet safely? You naughty little boy!”

 

Holloway grinned, his cheek pinched.

 

“I was safe because Sister danced?”

 

Ah, oops……

 

I vaguely let go of the hand that pinched Holloway’s cheek.

 

“Sometimes when I feel crazy, I overcome my fears by dancing.”

 

Is it because of my erratic behavior so far?

 

“I see.”

 

Fortunately, he trusted me easily without any doubts.

 

Werner listened to our conversation from the side and asked again.

 

“Dance?”

 

I ignored him, and fortunately neither Moran nor Holloway said anything to the curious man.

 

***

 

It’s here.

 

I took a deep breath and let it out. As I headed to the exit, I was chased by the tagger, but somehow I made it.

 

Werner narrowed his eyes as he continued to look at my feet.

 

“Miss Evelin, the wound on your foot is getting worse…”

 

“If I wear shoes, it actually makes me run away slower. Don’t worry about it, it’s my feet.”

 

It hurt, but it was bearable.

 

I opened the door without hesitation. At the end of what appeared to be a small banquet hall, there was a doll in the shape of the tagger.

 

Found it.

 

—Found it!

 

Cold sweat ran down my spine.

 

I turned around because it said the same thing as me yet had a different meaning than mine.

 

The tagger was running toward us with excited steps. I hurriedly entered the banquet hall.

 

And screamed.

 

“Now I’m the tagger!”

 

Everyone looked at me with strange eyes, but I made eye contact with the tagger who had just entered the banquet hall.

 

—…

 

The tagger said nothing and glared at me as if it was going to kill me.

 

As I looked at those eyes full of bloodlust, my legs naturally became weak.

 

Werner, who was next to me, hurriedly helped me up.

 

Holloway held out his hand and then took it back, as if he was dumbfounded.

 

“Are you okay? Let’s run away first!”

 

And Werner picked me up and hugged me.

 

“Ah!”

 

Whether or not he screamed, Werner started running toward the back door of the banquet hall, and I looked at the tagger.

 

The tagger, who paused for a moment, raised its hands and shouted.

 

—Annoying! I could have killed them!

 

The tagger, who was throbbing and running as if it was nervous, quickly walked away from the banquet hall.

 

Werner and Moran stopped while running and looked at the scene in a bit of confusion.

 

“Is it because you said you were the tagger?”

 

Moran looked at me and I shrugged.

 

“It seemed like a child who wanted to play, so I shouted it out and it worked.”

 

When I made a flexible excuse and was safe from the tagger, a window appeared.

 

[The 5th ‘You Are the Tagger’ story success!]

 

[The revolver location is at the end of the hall.]

 

I saw a sparkling hologram at the end of the banquet hall and I was shaking in Werner’s arms.

 

“Please put me down!”

 

“I’ll put you down when we find your shoes.”

 

I had no choice but to appease him due to his firm attitude.

 

This was because I knew that if I continued to be stubborn, Werner would never let me down due to his personality.

 

“Please put me down for a moment. You can pick me up again later. Is that fine?”

 

“It’s just for a moment.”

 

Do you think I’d fool you for that!

 

“Yes, yes.”

 

He looked at me suspiciously but obediently and carefully put me down.

 

Holloway came right up next to me and tried to grab my hand, but I needed the revolver first, so I ran toward the shiny spot.

 

There was a shoulder holster there along with a revolver.

 

[‘Revolver’ acquired!]

 

[Revolver

 

Features: Powerful.]

 

However, I skipped over the explanation and put on the shoulder holster while checking the number of bullets in the revolver.

 

It’s a drawback that it only has 6 shots, but it’s still better than nothing.

 

“A gun?”

 

“It’s a gun! Miss Evelin, how did you find it?”

 

“I just can see it.”

 

Wearing a negligee and cardigan and a shoulder holster looked pretty funny, but it was still reassuring.

 

I have a sword and a gun.

 

This is how you become a weapons collector.

 

“You’re done with your business, so I’ll carry you again.”

 

“That’s fine. Because I have a weapon.”

 

“You don’t have any shoes.”

 

“Ah, geez. Why are you so obsessed with shoes!”

 

When I shouted, Werner also shouted as if he wouldn’t be defeated.

 

“Am I not doing that because I’m worried!”

 

“Kind Sir Werner. Please worry about such things to someone other than me.”

 

I flatly refused and took Holloway’s hand.

 

“You said you would be carried by me when you were done.”

 

It’s a weird thing to say, you know.

 

“It was a lie.”

 

“Then you will lose credibility.”

 

Why do you say things like that to keep what you said.

 

“I don’t mind losing it.”

 

I got irritated with Werner who kept attacking me and muttered quietly to look at the location of the unlocked room again.

 

“Unlocked room.”

 

[The 22th room, Room 205 ‘This room is very safe!’]

 

Room 205 was on the second floor.

 

Then I have to go down first.

 

If it was safe, it was necessary to check whether it was safe from monsters or demons.

 

Dealing with monsters and demons wasted a lot of physical strength, so I needed a safe place.

 

Especially if it was unlocked, it would mean I should go, so it wouldn’t be a bad idea to go and take a look.

 

I might be able to find some clues.

 

When the story started, I couldn’t go down because I was blocked by a transparent curtain, whether it was upstairs or downstairs, but after I succeeded, the transparent curtain disappeared as if it had never existed, so I was able to go down easily.

 

Holloway asked as he watched me go down easily.

 

“Sister, aren’t you doing that?”

 

He was asking this question after thinking about the day I was performing a pantomime in front of a transparent curtain.

 

“I’m not.”

 

Do you want me to do it?

 

Moran wondered as she followed me.

 

“Why go down? Why not go up?”

 

“There might be other people downstairs.”

 

“You say you don’t want to, yet you desperately take care of people.”

 

That’s because that’s the only excuse I can make.

 

For some reason, Werner and Moran didn’t complain any further and followed me quietly.

 

First, one story cleared.