Confined Together with the Horror Game’s Male Lead - Chapter 114
Chapter 114
Translator: Yonnee
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The soup was nearly gone.
I looked at the undead’s seats.
‘They haven’t touched the food at all.’
Even if they pretended to be human, a corpse is still a corpse.
I gave Dietrich a signal with my eyes. It was time to start.
But Dietrich, who met my gaze, smiled back.
‘What?’
Then he turned his head and focused on the conversation with them.
…I had a bad feeling.
I silently waited for the meal to end. He said he would kill them afterward.
Let’s wait until then.
Finally, the meal ended.
‘Now, hurry up and start.’
I signaled Dietrich again. This time, he tilted his head.
‘What?’
Why is he pretending not to understand?
Could it be that his soft nature is making him hesitate again?
When the undead left, I approached Dietrich, who was alone cleaning the table.
“Didn’t you say you’d do it right after the meal?”
“What?”
That’s why I waited on purpose.
“Dietrich, you might not understand, but there’s not much time left.”
We need to hurry.
Despite understanding Dietrich’s situation, there was a reason I had to push him.
“So, Dietrich, hurry up and kill those monsters.”
“…Charlotte, wait a minute. What are you talking about?”
“Huh?”
“Who do you mean by ‘kill’? And what do you mean by ‘monsters’? Surely, you don’t mean my friends?”
“……”
For a moment, I stared blankly at Dietrich, speechless.
I wondered if he was joking, but his face looked even more confused than mine.
“What are you talking about, Dietrich?”
“I should be the one asking you what you’re talking about.”
Is he pretending not to know?
However, his expression was utterly serious.
I felt that if I pushed any further, it would only anger him.
The situation I had feared was happening quickly.
‘Haa.’
The reason I couldn’t get past the third floor.
It was right here.
I didn’t know the overall story of the third-floor game.
But one thing was clear: the undead had appeared, disguised as Dietrich’s precious friends.
When Dietrich reached the third floor, he easily killed the monsters.
But there was one thing he couldn’t do: he couldn’t kill the undead that wore the shells of his dear friends.
As he delayed, Dietrich gradually became consumed by the illusion brought by the undead.
He began to believe they were his real friends and completely forgot about the existence of the undead.
The undead didn’t stop there—they began to brainwash Dietrich more and more.
The third floor wasn’t physically dangerous.
It was a terribly cursed place, affecting the mind.
“Dietrich, are they your friends?”
I asked him.
Dietrich nodded as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“Then why are you here with your friends?”
“We were on a mission together and got trapped here.”
This is driving me crazy.
“Really?”
“…Yes.”
“Then who am I?”
“You are…”
Dietrich’s eyes wavered with confusion. His memories about me must still be unclear.
“Enough.”
There’s no way I can save Dietrich from this state right now. I don’t know how to break his brainwashing.
‘That’s why I couldn’t clear it.’
Given the situation, I might have to resort to forceful measures.
* * *
When I met Noah and came to find Dietrich, he was with the undead.
The monsters blatantly pretended to be Dietrich’s friends, and Dietrich faintly smiled by their side.
[ Steel Mentality is being implemented. ]
As expected, I didn’t like it.
I wanted to burn them all in front of Dietrich.
At that moment, I made eye contact with Dietrich.
Seeing the same purple eyes that casually smiled at the monsters made me feel sick.
I quickly left the spot.
Although meeting Dietrich was my goal, the desire to do so vanished.
“Charlotte.”
Whether he knew my thoughts or not, Dietrich hurriedly followed me.
I didn’t want to deal with him right now, so I pretended not to hear and kept walking.
“Charlotte.”
I didn’t hear you. Even if I did, I wouldn’t answer.
So, give up.
“Charlotte.”
Annoying.
“Char—”
“Why do you keep calling me? I really don’t want to…”
At that moment, Dietrich pulled me by the waist.
Suddenly finding myself in his arms, I was flustered.
“Dietrich, what are you doing…?”
“Why are you angry again, my love?”
Dietrich’s eyes curved into a soft smile.
…What did you just say?
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Ha? Dietrich snap out of IT!