How a Nuisance Character Survives in a Horror Game

 

“Hm? Sister, answer me.”

 

Wait. I’m choosing an option right now.

 

“Sister isn’t that strong, you know.”

 

This jerk?

 

“You’d be so nice if you just shut your mouth.”

 

[You gave an answer other than the options.]

 

I’m sorry.

 

[A penalty occurs.]

 

Excuse me, I’m really sorry!

 

Before that, there was no problem when I tackled it, yet suddenly the strict system window bursted in anger.

 

It really just did whatever it wanted, depending on its mood.

 

I quickly clicked number 1 before the penalty occurred.

 

No matter if I looked at it lying down, sideways, up or down, number 3 seemed to be the correct answer, but he’s not as precious as my heart.

 

This is my last pride.

 

Do I really have to die with this pride…?

 

To be honest, I wondered if I would really like saying things like ‘You’re my heart’ to a kid I just met.

 

I would be glad if I didn’t get any disdainful looks.

 

“I feel sorry for something the size of a dwarf moving back and forth.”

 

A moment of silence fell upon my answer.

 

[Holloway is very upset.]

 

Hey, I’m upset too!

 

He looked at me with lowered eyes and asked seriously.

 

“Does Sister want to live or die?”

 

“Sister desperately wants to live.”

 

[Holloway is worried.]

 

[Holloway bursts into tears and gets irritated, saying, ‘If he goes back to his true self, you will be the dwarf’s sack of shit.’]

 

What. Is he bipolar?

 

I didn’t care if someone called me a dwarf’s sack of shit.

 

If I could live, well.

 

“Are you proud of being tall?”

 

“Being short isn’t something to be proud of.”

 

[Holloway thinks, ‘Are you going to start a fight?’]

 

I’m trying to be friendly.

 

“You’re scared, yet you’re saying everything you want to say.”

 

“It’s unfair to leave without being able to say anything.”

 

“…That’s right.”

 

I thought he would admit it, but then he seemed to be feeling rebellious, so he pretended not to say anything and spoke sarcastically.

 

“It seems that even if you die, you will somehow kill the person who killed you.”

 

“Of course, of course.”

 

It’s an irrefutable fact.

 

Since I didn’t specifically deny it, Holloway was silent for a moment, and then a window popped up.

 

[Holloway smiles softly as he looks at the honest you. The X-like feelings feel a bit better!]

 

Excuse me, what feelings?

 

For a moment, I was surprised by the fierce and unrestrained swearing.

 

[Favorability has increased by 1%.]

 

[Attachment has increased by 1.5%.]

 

Whoa!

 

Holloway likes honesty. Noted…

 

I felt good about the results that were better than I expected.

 

If they had risen to this level, it was as if I had escaped death.

 

[Possessiveness has increased by 2%.]

 

[Favorability: 6.5%

 

Attachment: 7%

 

Possessiveness: 7%]

 

Every time the possessiveness rose higher than other things, my heart pounded like crazy. Still, I was glad there was no difference.

 

I desperately prayed that a window would pop up saying that I had escaped the danger of being killed.

 

But before that, Holloway stayed still and softly touched my cheek, muttering.

 

“Stop making fun of me because I’m small. Then you’ll be in big trouble.”

 

Alholf, who couldn’t understand the atmosphere at that time, scratched the back of his head while looking bewildered.

 

“What’s wrong with being small? It’s cute. I’ve heard a lot of people say that it’s pretty cute too.”

 

“I didn’t ask.”

 

“…”

 

When I looked at him with a straight face, Alholf started crying. Holloway, looking at the two of us, lightly nodded his head. At the same time, a window appeared.

 

[Holloway decides to keep an eye on you for now!]

 

[You escaped from the danger of death!]

 

When a smile bloomed on my face without me even realizing it.

 

[A penalty will be triggered because you talked freely before making your choice.]

 

[You cough up blood on Holloway’s face.]

 

Excuse me, I just got out of trouble.

 

How could I do such a heinous thing as to throw blood on Holloway’s face!

 

However, my earnest appeal had no effect, and I felt sick to my stomach as my body shook once.

 

“Sister?”

 

“Mmph!”

 

I covered my mouth against the blood that was about to burst out, putting Holloway down as if throwing him.

 

At that moment, I couldn’t hold back the blood that burst out and splattered it into the air.

 

“Pfffft!”

 

“Aaakh!”

 

Alholf, who was in front, was covered in blood instead.

 

“

Cough, cough

!”

 

[Aiming failed.]

 

I didn’t do it on purpose!

 

What on earth is this guy? You want to save me, or you want to kill me!

 

“Sister, are you okay? Why suddenly…”

 

“

Cough

…”

 

I couldn’t answer, so I just coughed.

 

“Sister.”

 

Maybe but sometimes I really can’t think of him as the final boss, perhaps because of his child appearance, and this was one of those cases.

 

Without realizing it, I patted Holloway on the back, telling him not to worry, and forced a faint smile.

 

Holloway’s face crumpled accordingly.

 

I was puzzled for a moment because it was an expression with no meaning.

 

“M-Miss Evelin…”

 

Alholf, covered in the blood I spat out, was crying.

 

“Stop whining.”

 

When I spoke it clearly, Alholf burst into tears.

 

“I think you’re too cold except when you talk to Holloway.”

 

That’s because I don’t like people like Alholf.

 

No matter what, I never forgot how he used Moran and Holloway as bait to run away.

 

When I glared at him, his mouth slowly closed, as if he had been stung.

 

[Another penalty is activated.]

 

Another penalty?

 

I grabbed Holloway’s hand tightly for no reason because I felt something creepy, but I saw something behind Alholf, who was wiping his face.

 

I squinted my eyes to take a closer look.

 

A long bat was seen behind Alholf.

 

“…?”

 

What is that? A bat floating in the air?

 

The moment I recognized it, the bat was just about to hit Alholf.

 

I reflexively grabbed Alholf by the collar and pulled him in.

 

Alholf and I fell on top of each other, unable to bear the weight.

 

“I’m s-sorry, Miss Evelin!”

 

“If you’re sorry, get out of the way.”

 

Holloway, who responded angrily on my behalf, kicked Alholf, who had fallen on top of me, with his foot.

 

“Ugh! I-It hurts.”

 

Without any time to pay attention to Alholf, the protagonist holding the bat rushed at Alholf again.

 

“Die! Die!”

 

Could it be that Alholf’s death is a penalty given to me? It’s not harmful to me, so it doesn’t really matter.

 

“U-Uaaaakhgh! W-Wait a minute!”

 

Leaving Alholf, who was good at dodging and avoiding, alone, I took a closer look at the maniac holding the bat.

 

Dark brown hair and bright black eyes…

 

No way.

 

“…Miss Cynthia?”

 

Flinch.

 

As if answering the call, the crazy, I mean, Cynthia stopped whatever she was doing. Then she turned her head towards me, holding the bat.

 

Only then did I clearly see Cynthia’s disfigured face.

 

Her fine hair, which had been flowing down to her waist, had suddenly become short and didn’t reach her shoulders.

 

Her dress was torn in several places and her entire body was covered in blood from minor scratches.

 

“Your appearance…”

 

When I trailed off, she flinched again and lowered her arm holding the bat weakly.

 

Cynthia, who had been turning her eyes nervously, suddenly lost her temper.

 

“W-Why are you coming now? Where have you been and now you’re here!?”

 

“Were we supposed to meet?”

 

Were we that close?

 

Before I came here, wasn’t she the one who told me not to chase after her because my habits were getting worse!

 

Then Cynthia, who was biting her lower lip and her body was shaking, threw away the bat and jumped into my arms.

 

“How scared I was!”

 

“Pardon?”

 

I was shocked by the unexpected situation.

 

As I watched her crying, I wondered if she was the Cynthia I knew.

 

Cynthia, who kept her cool even when she was shipwrecked on an island…

 

“Huwaaaah!”

 

She started crying like a child in my arms.

 

Without even realizing it, I patted Cynthia on the back, but then she shook away as if her sadness exploded.

 

“H-Huwaaah! E-Evelin! I’m being stalked!”

 

“…Stalked?” 

 

In this hotel? Who?

 

Could it be Cleta?

 

As if she had no intention of answering my curiosity, the kind of cheap swear words I would use came out of her elegant mouth.

 

“There’s someone else here besides us! There’s this crazy psycho bastard!”

 

Cynthia screamed at the top of her lungs, saying that the bastard was stalking her and making her hair like this.

 

I patted Cynthia on the back and thought about the stalker she was talking about.

 

Short hair…

 

I think I remember it. Something about this situation seems familiar.

 

I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere…

 

Cynthia screamed, breaking my thoughts.

 

“While wearing weird double-body-like clothes, h-he keeps chasing me!”

 

Even though she was very scared, her eyes showed contempt and all kinds of disgust.

 

Cynthia was unable to control her trembling body, as if she was gnashing her teeth.

 

“Double-body-like clothes?”

 

When I asked so.

 

In the darkness, I heard a voice and the sound of shoes approaching this way.

 

“double-body-like clothes, you say. It’s too much.”

 

Clack, clack.

 

Someone with steady footsteps and a somewhat relaxed voice appeared from the darkness.

 

Unlike Moran, he’s a fascinating man with short dark sky blue hair and light green eyes as green as buds.

 

He had a slender body and his gait was extremely lively.

 

He approached leisurely, his lips softly drooping.

 

The tight necktie clung to his body, exposing his physique.

 

What was unusual was that the necktie only reached up to the chest.

 

Looking at the clothes that clearly show off his stomach, like a crop top, it’s probably the ‘double-body-like clothes’ that Cynthia mentioned.

 

The man, who was wearing a red robe that I thought might have been stained with blood, with his hands in his pants pockets, looked so relaxed.

 

Looking at that scene, I unconsciously muttered in fascination.

 

“…Crazy.”

 

“Kyaaaah! That crazy bastard is here again!”

 

Cynthia hugged me further, seeming to be sick and tired of it.

 

Holloway stayed still, then grabbed my hand and pulled me.

 

“Sister, get away.”

 

“I want to do that, but…”

 

Wow!

 

Perhaps because she was afraid that I would push her away, Cynthia squeezed her arms tightly around my arm.

 

I-I’m suffocated…

 

“Evelin! Do something about him, please!”

 

“Why are you so freaked out?”

 

The man Cynthia called a stalker stood in front of us with his palm on his cheek, as if he couldn’t understand.

 

A man with a bewitching mole on the left side of his plump lips spoke as if he was upset.

 

“It’s just because you’re pretty.”

 

As soon as I said those words, a scene came to mind.

 

Those are the lines the man said while looking at Moran, his face red with madness!

 

[You’re so pretty. Yes, all of that makes me shiver!]

 

Right, right! That pervert! There was no way I didn’t know. That pervert is…!

 

[‘Demon of Temptation’ Suriel has appeared.]

 

I tried to explain, yet the initiative was taken away by the system.

 

[Try to fit into his aesthetic sense.]

 

[Otherwise, you will become a human being unworthy of living.]

 

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What gets you so excited every day?

 

A chill ran down my spine as I stared at the absurd system window.

 

Wait a minute, perhaps, the penalty is… a new demon?

 

Crazy. I should have splattered blood on Holloway’s face!

 

I barely survived Dilaph and Holloway, and now it’s that crazy bastard!

 

I screamed inside.

 

The system was unlucky, but it was as it said.

 

The prettiest-looking devil among all the demons except Holloway.

 

Suriel, the ‘Demon of Temptation’ who knew very well that he was pretty, had a high eye.

 

He thought that things that were pretty were worth living for, but if they weren’t, they deserved to die.

 

In short, if you’re pretty, he plays with you like Cynthia and then kills you later, and if you look like Alholf, you go straight to hell.

 

In particular, this man’s bad hobby is collecting the hair of those who meet his aesthetic sense.

 

And the heads of those who fail are completely shaved.

 

So fucking sad. He makes them bald against their will. Just kill them.

 

But hair collection isn’t a problem here.

 

He was a crazy pervert who loved her to the fullest, but in the end, he pulled out her eyes and nails, cut off her fingers, and kept them as trophies.

 

Like Cynthia said, he’s going to be a crazy psychopath.

 

In fact, in the game, when Suriel fell in love with Moran, whose light blue color was lighter than his own hair, her body became tattered and I (the player) died before even seeing the ending.

 

Suriel smiled, brushing his hair back and wrinkling his nose at me.

 

“How do I look?”

 

“I think I’ll have stomach aches often.”

 

“…”

 

The corner of Suriel’s lips twitched as if he was disapproving. At the same time, a window popped up.

 

[Holloway thinks that as expected, ‘He did a good job of keeping this comedian alive rather than killing her.’]

 

This kid thinks I live to make him laugh…

 

Suriel calmly turned his eyes away from me and looked at Cynthia’s hair with regret.

 

“I want more dark brown hair.”

 

“Aaaakhh!”

 

At those words, Cynthia got spirited and covered her ears. Suriel continued to smile at the sight.

 

“Did I play with it too much? It’s a shame it got ruined.”

 

“Go play with that bastard, not me, now! Stop it!”

 

Cynthia pointed her finger at Alholf and scolded him, while Suriel looked at him with a straight face.

 

“Don’t wanna, it’s ugly.”

 

“…”

 

Alholf seems to have become sad.