Confined Together with the Horror Game’s Male Lead - Chapter 22
Chapter 22
Translator: Yonnee
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As if dancing, they swayed their bodies in all directions, but suddenly, all the dolls stopped in unison.
Sensing an eerie atmosphere, he stiffened his expression and drew his sword.
The small dolls expanded their bodies to human size and lunged at Dietrich. Charlotte looked at Dietrich with widened eyes.
“Can you survive here as well?”
Dietrich stood still, first looking at the dolls, and then at the woman.
‘Unbelievable.’
As the woman’s crimson eyes flashed while she observed Dietrich, it was clear that she was enjoying the current situation.
Dietrich only now realized the source of his discomfort, piercing a corner of his heart.
It wasn’t because of the woman’s feigned attitude and cruelty.
It was the discomfort he felt toward himself, in this faint sense of betrayal he was harboring.
At that moment, a blue light flashed in the woman’s crimson eyes.
In the moment of curiosity about this change, a stuffed doll’s fist approached his nose.
Thwack!
Dietrich dodged just in time, but if he had been hit, his bones would have been shattered.
Unbelievably, in a life-threatening moment, he was momentarily distracted by the woman’s eyes.
He raised his sword, and in this manner, Dietrich dealt with the last doll that lunged at him.
What on earth was this mansion?
At first, he thought it was designed to target his life, but the deeper he delved, the more bizarre it became.
Was there anyone around him who knew how to wield such magic? At this level, it was a quite advanced form of magic.
‘This mansion is dangerous.’
The likelihood that it would be used against someone other than him was very high.
After dealing with the last doll, Dietrich turned his attention back to the woman.
“What in the world is this mansion?”
He repeated the question he had been asking all along.
However, this time would be different.
He would continue his “interrogation” until he received an answer.
Dietrich’s hand gripping the sword was constantly covered in sweat.
Human. Blood. Human. Blood.
These two words echoed in his mind. His breathing was more erratic, and his mind was shaken more than when he faced the dolls.
“I won’t step down until you answer me.”
“You won’t?”
“I am willing to do whatever it takes to get an answer.”
He meant it.
As Dietrich spoke, his voice carried a sense of determination.
However, the woman’s crimson eyes gleamed with scorn.
Then, a hint of blue flickered in her eyes again. But it was only for a brief moment, as her distinct crimson eyes shone brightly.
“If you can, give it a try.”
The woman was openly looking down on him.
“I don’t know if you can kill me.”
“…You don’t think I can, do you?”
“But here’s the thing. If you want to kill me, don’t let your guard down.”
Don’t let his guard down?
Dietrich realized belatedly that the pink doll the woman had been holding in her arms had disappeared.
Where…!
—Kiririk, kigigik… let’s play!
The doll, which had been on the ceiling, fell from the sky.
Thud!
It was much larger than the dolls he had dealt with so far.
Dietrich quickly stepped back.
Thud! Thump! Thump!
The doll swiftly rushed towards him, despite its heavy body.
—Play with me! Play with me! Play with meee! Kigigik!
The buttons on the doll’s eyes flashed red.
The doll leaped up, covering Dietrich.
Dietrich, who had prepared himself to react, raised his sword and slashed diagonally across the doll’s abdomen.
Unlike a moment ago when he had considered interrogating the woman, there was no hesitation now.
Rip—!
The cloth tore open, and the stuffing inside the doll burst out.
White fluff fluttered in all directions, falling to the ground along with the torn pieces of fabric.
“Now the nuisance is gone.”
Dietrich turned around to face the woman.
Her eyes watching him were blue now.
They had turned completely blue.
From red to blue, from blue to red… and now back to blue.
Dietrich raised an eyebrow.
However, the woman, without a hint of danger, smiled and raised her hand to point at the ceiling.
Up?
Could it be… up there again…!
Gripping the sword tightly, from above, a fluttering piece of paper fell.
Dietrich carefully picked up the suspicious card in the small gap.
[ Find me! ]
The card was written with playful words in a round and whimsical handwriting.
“What is this?”
At that moment, the woman approached him with light steps.
Dietrich glanced briefly at her exposed white ankles.
“I’ll help you, Dietrich.”
The woman casually placed her hand on his arm that held the card.
Unconsciously, he tightened his grip on the held arm. Dietrich clenched and relaxed his fist repeatedly.
“What kind of trick is this?”
“Didn’t you hear what I just said?”
What words… Oh, the words she used to mock him a little while ago, as if it was pitiful to be alive?
“…I told you. Try your hardest to survive.”
“…..?”
“So, I’ll help you.”
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