Confined Together with the Horror Game’s Male Lead - Chapter 138
Chapter 138
Translator: Yonnee
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“I fell in love at first sight, but I didn’t realize it. And back then—”
Dietrich lightly touched my hair.
“I was wary of you because you seemed like a cruel person.”
“That’s not something you could brush off as mere wariness.”
“It was just wariness. I let my guard down too easily because of your small acts of kindness.”
He twirled my hair around his finger.
He lowered his head and gently kissed the corner of my eye.
“I like you, Charlotte.”
“Even if I cry, cling to you, and bother you?”
“I feel good that, even at this moment, you’re clinging to me.”
“…You sound like a pervert.”
Dietrich laughed quietly above me.
“You’ve been acting strange lately.”
“That’s why you need to take responsibility.”
Now he was even subtly pushing responsibility onto me.
…Why was he being so sly?
But it wasn’t enough.
I wanted more confirmation.
Since my steel mentality had crumbled, and my vulnerabilities were exposed, I wanted to strip him down too, to see his vulnerabilities.
A strange desire kept growing in me.
I slowly kissed him.
It pleased me to see him stiffen every time this happened.
His pupils dilated and wavered.
I liked how his body flinched and couldn’t stay still every time we touched, so I pressed closer.
“You must leave this place.”
“…You’re speaking as if you won’t be able to leave.”
“That’s right. I won’t. But you must.”
I was afraid of being left alone, but even though my steel mentality had faltered, I didn’t speak about that fear.
It would be a curse to him.
“Do you want me to leave?”
“Yes.”
“…Even though you’ll be alone if I do?”
“…Yes.”
“Then what about me?”
I blinked, not understanding his words.
“You’ll live your life. You’ll go see the families of your dead friends.”
“No. They don’t matter anymore. What matters to me now is you.”
“……”
“I want to stay with you.”
At that moment, I was at a loss for words.
I should’ve said something hypocritical like, ‘Live your life.’
But instead, I quietly leaned into his arms, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction creeping in, unaware of the consequences this might bring.
* * *
[ Steel Mentality: ON ]
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Today, the wall clock was still ticking backward.
I still hadn’t found the answer to the hint Noah left before he fell asleep.
‘Strange.’
Since that day, the undead hadn’t revived.
Dietrich and I had collected all parts of S’s diary and gathered the crushed shards.
So why hasn’t anything happened?
No new missions were assigned to us, and there hadn’t been any events that caused us anxiety.
That’s why I was uneasy.
We were trapped on the third floor.
< So, has your heart not changed? >
The stairs to the fourth floor would sometimes open when I was alone.
But they never opened when Dietrich was with me.
As if he wasn’t allowed to go up.
“I’m still thinking about it.”
< Alright. Take your time. >
The voice sounded leisurely, as if there was an abundance of time.
It seemed like he already knew the outcome.
“I’m curious. If I reject your offer and go up to the fourth floor, will you try to kill Dietrich?”
< Who knows? Maybe you should meet the administrator of the third floor first before worrying about that. >
It was as if he was mocking me, saying it was arrogant to worry about such things when I hadn’t even met the administrator of the third floor yet.
< Still haven’t found the administrator of the third floor? >
It felt like there was a clue right in front of me, but I hadn’t noticed anything.
It was frustrating.
I had a lot of scores to settle with the administrator of the third floor.
So much hatred had built up from the second floor.
< Things don’t seem to be going well for you. How unfortunate. >
Was he mocking me now?
< Hmm. Should I give you a little help then? >
“…Help me? I’m not opening the door yet.”
< I don’t expect anything in return. Oh, how about I say I’d like to buy 30% of your heart? >
I couldn’t understand.
Why would a higher-level administrator do something so unnecessary?
But since I was the one in need, I didn’t argue.
“So how are you going to help me?”
< Your goal is to collect the fragments, right? But the administrator of the third floor isn’t showing up. >
“…That’s right.”
< Then go up to the fourth floor. >
“What?”
< Go collect the crushed shards on the fourth floor first. >
What was he talking about?
Seeing that I didn’t understand, the administrator added,
< Since you can’t meet the administrator and can’t do anything here, go gather the crushed shards from the fourth floor. It seems like you’re running out of time. >
* * *
Tuvio found a large mansion in Lindbergh.
Why hadn’t he known about the existence of such an imposing mansion before?
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