How a Nuisance Character Survives in a Horror Game

Chapter 35



 

I knew it. When monsters come out, they always lock the door…

 

I pressed my back against the wall. The feeling of fear coming from both sides made my heart pound every time I tasted it.

 

“If only I had a weapon…”

 

I would have dug up those monsters and run away right away.

 

Cleta came out and drew his sword, making me wonder if Moran and I seemed too scared.

 

Good for him. No matter how much he uses it, its durability won’t change, will it.

 

Finally, the monsters’ full appearance was revealed.

 

In short, it meant that they were close enough to us to be visible.

 

We were speechless at the sheer number of monsters.

 

The monsters all wore neat suits and useless maid headbands. What kind of fashion sense is that?

 

Their hair was all matted and stuck together, their gray skin and blue veins spread everywhere like spiderwebs looked very painful.

 

I was speechless at the strange gait in which they walked with their ankles bent while wearing high-heeled shoes.

 

—Cus, tomer…

 

—To your room, to, I… I will…

 

Leave such cruel service behind.

 

—Customer, I will show you to your room.

 

—Customer, I will show you to your room.

 

“It’s fine.”

 

So hurry up and go back.

 

I only answered because they seemed a bit nice.

 

—Customer, I will show you to your room.

 

“No need.”

 

Then Holloway hugged me tightly and buried his face in my stomach.

 

“What’s wrong, Holloway? Are you scared?”

 

It might be quite scary, though.

 

“Yes…”

 

Is it really scary? His voice is shaking…?

 

Are they scaredy kids?

 

When I was in doubt, a window popped up.

 

[Holloway is dying of laughter.]

 

Just screw off.

 

It turned out that the reason he was shaking was because he was holding back laughter.

 

Should I say I’m glad he didn’t laugh out loud…

 

“Evelin, every time you answer, the monsters stop.”

 

“What?”

 

Now that I think about it, they didn’t come closer than a certain distance.

 

—Customer.

 

—I will show you to your room.

 

How many times are you going to repeat the same words…

 

Cleta called me.

 

“Evelin.”

 

“You can do it. Why do you want me to continue?”

 

This guy is trying to make me do something weird.

 

“Um. It’s fine.”

 

Cleta, who spoke so kindly, must have been quite disgusting, so suddenly the strange maids started spewing out strange things from their mouths.

 

—KUEEEEGHGHHHHH!

 

“I guess you really sucked.”

 

“M-Miss Eveliiinn… Now’s not the time to talk about that! We should run away!”

 

“But to where?”

 

“…”

 

These monsters blocked all of our escape routes no matter what they did, so we had to wait patiently for them to approach us in excitement.

 

“Cleta, you’re holding a sword so you can take charge of the monster over there.”

 

“Are you going to take charge of the monster on the other side?”

 

“What are you talking about? When you cut the monster, we should run in that direction.”

 

How can I take charge of them when I have nothing, common sense.

 

“Ah…”

 

Cleta scratched is head in embarrassment.

 

“Then one…”

 

—Customer, customer, customer, customer.

 

—I will. Will. Will. Will.

 

They make a filthily lot of noise, noise noise.

 

Although she said this, Moran was almost crying in the atmosphere of fear.

 

Humans are inherently helpless in the face of unknown fear.

 

Something the maid monster spit out wriggled and slowly got up. A monster identical to the maid was created.

 

As they spoke at the same time, the hallway was filled with the voices of the maid monsters.

 

“…Let’s go, Cleta.”

 

We should have gone quickly when there were fewer of them. It’s already too late to regret it.

 

We decided to run on the count of three.

 

“One, two…”

 

—I will show you!

 

Clack, clack, clakack, clack, clack, clackalalckalck, crack, clack!

 

The maid monster’s mouth opened wide as it quickly jumped forward, twisting its ankles.

 

The dense teeth in its mouth looked as if it would lightly bite our delicate flesh.

 

[Shout now!]

 

W-What?!

 

[Please show me!]

 

—To the room…!

 

The maw was right in front of our eyes, and Cleta tried to cut it with his sword, yet it was so hard that not a single scratch was created.

 

I closed my eyes and screamed.

 

“Kyaaaaak! Please show me! Please hurry!”

 

Let me take a look and see how nice the room is that you can’t wait to show me around!

 

[Of the off-limit rooms, the 3rd room, the 3rd floor infirmary ‘Do not come anytime you are sick’ room has been unlocked!]

 

In an instant, the maid monster stopped moving.

 

[Holloway unconsciously protects you.]

 

[There are 10 seconds left until Holloway realizes the truth and relaxes.]

 

I grabbed Holloway and Moran’s hands and tried to quickly get out of the crowd of maids surrounding us.

 

Then I turned my head to something shiny.

 

Two keys were seen on a maid’s waist.

 

I quickly stretched out my arm and snatched the keys.

 

[The ‘Silver Key’ has been obtained!]

 

[Silver Key

 

Characteristics: Infirmary drawer key on the ??floor.]

 

[‘Gold Key’ obtained!]

 

[Gold Key Features: Key to the infirmary on the 3rd floor.]

 

A drawer in the infirmary?

 

Anyway, I have to go to the infirmary…

 

Leaving aside the chaos, I shouted to Cleta.

 

“Come quickly, Cleta!”

 

I don’t know what it is, but it said, ‘Do not come anytime you are sick.’

 

I was sick right now, and I wasn’t sure what would happen if I continued like this.

 

So, in order to inspect that room, I need to treat my butt first.

 

[Suriel watches you smoothly escape.]

 

Where?

 

[Aiming at you.]

 

…W-Wait.

 

I hugged Holloway and lifted him up.

 

I don’t know what you’re aiming at me with, but look! It’s the Lion King… No, I mean, it’s your boss and friend Holloway!

 

I took Holloway hostage.

 

You deserve to be the best hostage, Holloway.

 

“Sister, what are you doing…”

 

[Holloway feels ashamed.]

 

[Holloway’s pride was cracked.]

 

[All numbers decreased by 5%.]

 

The rise is as high as ant poop, but the fall is too much. Is lifting him once such a big sin? What kind of pride does that guy have!

 

[Suriel puts down his bow.]

 

[Suriel curses, saying, ‘Fuck, you’re so clever.’]

 

His swearing is too harsh…

 

“Sister, please drop me off.”

 

“Are you having fun?”

 

“…Please drop me off.”

 

I want to drop you off too.

 

But I haven’t escaped his sight yet.

 

Then I paused for a moment.

 

In order to quell Suriel’s desire to kill, I had to inevitably meet him.

 

So, shouldn’t I try to persuade him somehow rather than running away?

 

Clearly, this risk factor won’t end there.

 

[Suriel has appeared!]

 

The window that suddenly popped up displayed an unhelpful phrase. 

 

[What you need to do to soothe Suriel’s heart.

 

1. Give compliments. (Cut off your thumb, wrap it and give it as a gift)

 

╰ (ᵔ ᴗ ᵔ)‿👍)]

 

Screw off.

 

[2. Give your hair. (Push it cleanly with the clippers and hand it all over)

 

╰ ♥‿♥ ╯)

 

3. From Holloway’s mouth, hear ‘Stop it.  (ꐦ

)’]

 

I don’t have any particular attachment about my hair…

 

To be honest, number 3 was easy.

 

[※There are some precautions.]

 

[When selecting number 1: Your thumb disappears.

 

If you choose option 2: You will be abandoned by Holloway.

 

(All numbers fell by more than 15%)

 

When choosing option 3: After hearing Holloway’s ‘Stop’ command, Suriel stops killing you.]

 

Anyone can see that number 3 is the easiest.

 

…But Holloway. What on earth is my hair about?

 

Is my identity in my hair? Am I that good-looking just because of my hair?

 

I’m not, though! I look fine, though!

 

The answer to this was clear to everyone.

 

You just need to press 3. You take care of the rest.

 

It seemed like it was saying so.

 

I pressed 3. And immediately, I lifted Holloway up and shook it violently.

 

“Sister, what are you doing? I’m dizzy!”

 

“Now, tell me! What I should do?”

 

“Please stop it!”

 

Success, right? Success, right?

 

[It’s not ‘Stop.’ It doesn’t have horns like an emoticon.]

 

Fuck it, then I’ll shake him some more!

 

[All numbers decreased by 5%.]

 

[Favorability: 19.5%

 

Attachment: 19.01%

 

Possessiveness: 16.2%]

 

The more I shake him, the more the numbers drop…

 

Even though 30% was just around the corner…

 

Still, it wasn’t a drop of more than 15%, so I decided to take comfort from that.

 

I just need to raise the favorability again. It’s easy to raise Holloway’s numbers these days.

 

Although the numbers were dropping, I couldn’t think of any other way.

 

[Holloway becomes more and more irritated as he sees you not stopping.]

 

[Holloway disapproves of you.]

 

[Due to Holloway’s negative feelings toward you, all numbers will have a hard time reaching 20% from now on!]

 

Y-You can’t! Doesn’t this only apply when 30% is right around the corner?

 

Holloway probably didn’t like me not listening to him, so he closed the door to his heart.

 

This is all because of Suriel…!

 

However, I couldn’t put it down, so when I had a tearful face, Holloway’s face sank low. His eyes looking down at me were extremely cold.

 

“I’m sorry…”

 

He didn’t say anything to my apology.

 

His gaze rested on me for a moment, then he looked in the direction where Suriel was and gave a low warning.

 

“Stop.”

 

[Holloway felt Suriel’s deadly energy shooting towards you.]

 

[He unconsciously sends hostility to protect you.]

 

H-He still unconsciously protects me. Should I say I’m glad, or should I not.

 

[Suriel is shocked and steps back.]

 

[Congratulations! ☆٩(。•ω<。)و The hotel’s difficulty level is lowered to ‘A little calm now.’]

 

I come to life and Holloway’s favor is lost…

 

Balance my ass…

 

Ding.

 

[Sub Quest <Patient in the 3rd Floor Infirmary>]

 

Give me some time to mourn!

 

[Goal: Enter the 3rd floor infirmary and look at the patient! 

 

Clear reward: Morningstar!]

 

Morningstar?

 

The weapon with a round iron ball with a horn attached to the end of the stick?

 

I found it. My beloved weapon! I gained motivation that I didn’t have before.

 

Holloway’s favorability will also increase if it continues.

 

[If you fail, you will be cursed by a vengeful spirit.]

 

I was about to go to the infirmary right away, but I stopped. First, it wasn’t death.

 

But isn’t being cursed by a vengeful spirit the same as dying?

 

The lament about my situation and wondering what I did to get cursed is now short-lived.

 

Whatever it is, I have to treat my wound first.

 

“I feel like my butt is going to get ripped off, so I’ll be looking for a potion first.”

 

Moran glanced at my butt, feeling a little pitiful.

 

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