How a Nuisance Character Survives in a Horror Game

 

I held Holloway’s hand, which was no different from a large bomb, and carefully walked around to find a way out.

 

Although the soles of my feet were throbbing, I deliberately didn’t look for slippers.

 

I walked around barefoot because slippers would only come off when I ran away from the monster.

 

Speed is important here.

 

“Sister, what on earth are you looking for?”

 

“I’m just… looking for any clues to get out of here. I’m also looking for the group.”

 

I can’t reveal that it’s a game, and he’s not a demon whom I can trust to reveal it.

 

I had to keep it a secret, but what I was doing now would only make me look suspicious to Holloway, so I couldn’t do this or that.

 

Although it was a rough guess, Holloway seemed to believe it.

 

There’s no window showing that the danger gauge has risen, so that’s a relief.

 

“Why the group…”

 

Before Holloway could finish speaking, a voice was heard.

 

“M-Miss Evelin?”

 

Clack.

 

The person who opened the door and came out was none other than Moran.

 

Her disheveled appearance clearly revealed that she had managed to escape from the monster.

 

“Moran.”

 

When I called her name, Moran burst into tears and hugged me.

 

I let go of Holloway’s hand and patted Moran’s back.

 

Moran seemed to have relaxed from the comfort and hugged me tighter.

 

“Miss Evelin! I-I’m so scared…!”

 

A window appeared behind the crying Moran.

 

[‘Moran Eleanor’ joined. Gather friends (1/2)]

 

It was good. It was a coincidence, but I managed to get one person together.

 

“Shh, it’s okay.”

 

I went into the room with Moran.

 

Staying in the room isn’t a good option when you’re playing tag, but seeing as there wasn’t any noise nearby, it seemed like it was pretty far away.

 

I sat Moran, who was still shaking, on the sofa and asked her everything that had happened.

 

“Moran, what happened?”

 

“T-That…”

 

Moran was shaking, but she held both my hands tightly and didn’t let go.

 

It looked pitiful that she was crying, so I suddenly felt a desire to protect her without realizing it.

 

‘Is this the power of the female lead?’

 

Moran’s popularity in games has skyrocketed.

 

Not to mention that she was pretty, she was a female lead who would protect everything at all costs while being afraid.

 

Of course, she even protects even the frustrating character, so in the latter half of the story, there were many people saying that Moran was also frustrating and annoying.

 

But there is nothing wrong with Moran who covers for her…

 

Holloway, who was sitting next to me, his gaze fell on Moran for a second.

 

Will she look pretty in Holloway’s eyes?

 

If that were the case, wouldn’t a system window have appeared at least once in the game saying that his favorability rating has increased?

 

I’m not prettier than her, so being pretty doesn’t increase his favorability

 

“I tried to open the door to the outside, but it wouldn’t open like Miss Evelin said. Then a monster suddenly appeared… While Sir Werner and Lord Cleta were trying to protect me…”

 

“They died?”

 

Moran looked appalled at my question and waved her hand.

 

“Pardooon? N-No! I fell!”

 

Then why are you blurting out the end of your sentence?

 

“No one died, right?”

 

“Everyone was alive when I fell…”

 

I calmed down Moran, who was sniffling and wiping away her tears.

 

“So Moran was on the third floor the whole time?”

 

“No. I just came up. I heard a voice and hurriedly hid, but luckily it was Miss Evelin!”

 

“Am I not really lucky?” she said so, and hugged me once more.

 

I was quietly deep in thought in her arms.

 

If she just came up, it meant that this game system only applied to me.

 

I can’t go down or up, yet Moran easily climbed up to the third floor, which means I’m the only one in a situation where I can’t go up or down.

 

But why me, of all things!

 

The good news was that the selection window that had freaked me out in the beginning didn’t pop up.

 

It pops up in a somewhat absurd situation, but please don’t pop up like this.

 

I calmed down Moran, who was unable to come to her senses as I was nervous that another selection window would pop up that would make people go crazy.

 

“Let’s look for other people first.”

 

I said this because I couldn’t tell them I do this to find a way out from the tagger.

 

But Holloway seemed to be displeased with something and tugged on my sleeve.

 

“Do you like having a lot of people? Is this woman not enough?”

 

This woman, he says…

 

Does he have any intention of hiding his identity?

 

But even though his identity would be revealed in the game, no one suspected so because he looked like a ‘child’.

 

They often overlooked it, saying he was just a child.

 

In this world, there is no reason for adults to take on the appearance of children, and even if they wanted to, the magic or technology to do so wasn’t developed.

 

If it were a demon, the problem would be different, but demons weren’t creatures that could be easily seen.

 

In the first place, the summoning magic circle that summons a demon isn’t possible without some kind of sacrifice.

 

There was no one capable of carrying it out.

 

As far as I know, Holloway in the game was a demon from the beginning and has lived on this island all along.

 

Nothing is known about the island or the hotel.

 

Other than the first explanation window of the game.

 

“The more people there are, the more likely we’re to survive.”

 

“You saw that mister earlier. He was trying to use you as bait. What if that woman also uses you as bait?”

 

Holloway… is he starting to drive a wedge, I wonder.

 

“Hm? Sister! I can trust you because you protected me in that urgent situation, but that I don’t know about that woman. Don’t go around with me. I’m nervous, please?”

 

…Excuse me, you’re the most anxious for me.

 

“What are you talking about, Holloway?”

 

Moran was a little bewildered, but soon crouched down as if making eye contact with Holloway with a smile on her lips.

 

In the game, the character who cared for Holloway the most was Moran.

 

With much recognition, she twirled around with the young Holloway by her side.

 

However, one of the bad endings involved Holloway cutting off Moran’s head with a sword.

 

In the cruel illustration, Holloway seemed to have no pity in killing Moran.

 

He was just empty.

 

It would have been natural since it was all acting, but Holloway’s face in all the illustrations of bad ending didn’t really show any emotion.

 

“I never betray. I don’t know who he is, but I won’t, Holloway.”

 

While throwing away Moran, Holloway held my hand tightly.

 

I tried to gently pull my hand away, yet this little child’s grip strength was truly amazing.

 

He doesn’t let go!

 

Moran, sitting down with a hurt look on her face, looked up at me.

 

“W-Why on earth is Holloway…”

 

“He’s a child. It’s probably because he’s too scared.”

 

“Who is that mister? Who is it that he can’t trust him this much?”

 

“Ah…”

 

Don’t tell me this.

 

As I said repeatedly, Moran was a female lead who took on all of the characters that put the group in danger every time.

 

I was included in that, but anyway.

 

As good as she was, she didn’t like people dying, regardless of the reason.

 

Even if this is something that can’t be helped.

 

When I hesitated, Holloway spoke.

 

“A man with khaki hair came up and tried to use me as bait! Sister saved me, and he became the target and died.”

 

Since he was the hotel owner, he seemed to know that Friedel was dead.

 

But he really has no intention of hiding anything from me…

 

It’s a situation where I don’t know that right now, you know.

 

“Thou would too!”

 

Thou, he says.

 

It’s fresh.

 

“I won’t do that! Especially using a child as bait…”

 

Moran’s actions, crying as she felt unfair, suddenly stopped.

 

Then her eyes widened and she looked at me.

 

“Are you sure you mean Sir Friedel?”

 

“Ah, yes. That’s…”

 

Just as I was about to explain what happened, Moran covered her mouth with both her hands and made a shocked face.

 

And she cried out to me with tears in her eyes.

 

“Did you let him die? Miss Evelin, how could you…”

 

Wait a minute, I feel like I’ve become a very bad person.

 

“Were you really unable to save Sir Friedel? Even if he pushed Holloway away, how can you pretend not to see someone who has been with us all this time?”

 

As I looked at Moran scolding me, I furrowed my brows without realizing it.

 

“I will never be able to do that…”

 

I know Moran well.

 

Although this line was slightly modified, I also knew that it was what she said to Friedel in the game when he barely survived by using other people as bait.

 

However, I also know very well that she couldn’t bear to abandon Friedel and took him with her.

 

The world is only worth living in if there are such righteous people.

 

However, I’m not a person with a kind heart enough to tolerate blaming myself in this way.

 

“So you want to say that I should be dead for the person who tried to kill me and Holloway?”

 

Normally, people around us would take Moran’s side, but here, there is no one who will take her side.

 

Moreover, it was me and Holloway who almost died.

 

However, Moran didn’t look nice as she was worried about Friedel, not us, and scolded me for killing him.

 

I didn’t think anything of it when she said that line to Friedel in the game, yet when I heard it myself, I didn’t feel very good.

 

Moran looked a little surprised, as if she didn’t know I would question her that way.

 

In fact, before I remembered my past life, I had a calm and quiet personality, and although I whined when I came here, I couldn’t even refute what others said.

 

Moran licked her lips for a moment, calming her spirit a little.

 

She then held both my hands tightly and gently encouraged me.

 

“Miss Evelin, that’s not what I meant. Anyway, someone died.”

 

“If I had saved that man, I would have died. I’m asking if that’s what you wanted.”

 

“No, no! Why do you twist my words like that?”

 

Because I’m already sick of sarcasm!

 

Since it wasn’t a good image for the group anyway, I pushed Moran without hesitation.

 

“It was Moran who made me misunderstand. What would you think if I told you the same thing?”

 

“I would have realized my sin and apologized.”

 

What, you jerk?

 

I felt as I looked at Moran that it showed aspects that a saintess might have.

 

If this continues, I will have no choice but to continue to have disagreements with Moran.

 

I guess I feel frustrated and annoyed every time.

 

Because everyone else in the party will take Moran’s side.

 

So, for the side quest, I think Cynthia or Werner would appear.

 

They were moderately selfish and tried to survive, but they didn’t use others as bait.

 

Instead, if someone saved them, they returned the favor in kind.

 

Cynthia’s actions are difficult to predict because of her jealousy of Moran, but if only Moran wasn’t there, she was someone who was able to judge the situation cool-headedly.

 

There are two people to gather together, so let’s go with Cynthia and Werner.

 

Although Werner hates me, the fact that he brought me here rather than abandoning me shows that he’s a man with a strong sense of responsibility.

 

We will part ways once the quest is over.

 

“I can’t help it, Moran.”

 

“…What?”

 

I can’t say that leaving someone to die was a very good thing, but there was nothing else I could have done in this situation.

 

I had to survive alone.

 

Moreover, there is a final boss next to it.

 

“Moran and I don’t get along. I can’t guarantee that something like that won’t happen again in the future. I don’t want to hear hateful comments every time it happens.”

 

Moran looked at me like I was an immature child and scolded me harshly.

 

“Miss Evelin, I’m not blaming you. You’ve already had a bad influence on young Holloway. You left someone to die in front of the child and then ran away. That was Miss Evelin’s fault.”

 

If he were really a child, do you think I would have let him see the whole thing?…

 

Of course, Moran was saying this because she didn’t know that fact.

 

“Sister.”

 

Holloway’s irritated voice entered my ears.

 

Just as I was taking a deep breath and exhaling, I was about to open my mouth.

 

[Holloway wants to kill Moran.]

 

[Moran says it’s your fault that Friedel died.]

 

I know it when I see it…

 

I was dumbfounded when the window popped out and explained the situation, but suddenly a chill ran down her spine.

 

Wait, no way…

 

[Things are not going well.]

 

[▶What should you say?]

 

N-No…….

 

No, no! However, it wasn’t possible to stop the window that had already appeared.

 

I prayed that it wouldn’t be a life-threatening choice.

 

But didn’t I know that, I wonder.

 

This game system hates me.

 

[1. I’m that kind of person! (Puff your chest proudly!)

 

2. Then, next time, I will be fair and throw away Holloway as well. Then will you forgive me? (With the gentlest face in the world.)

 

3. Holloway! Are you going to stay quiet when I hear something like this? What a mean child! (With a face worse than that of a goblin.)]

 

I mumbled in vain as I looked at the miserable mess of options.

 

“…Is there no way not to choose?”