Confined Together with the Horror Game’s Male Lead - Chapter 32
Chapter 32
Translator: Yonnee
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[ The contents of the diary shall be shared with Charlotte. ]
[ Time remaining until the next game: 00:01:29 ]
Oh no. Has it been this long already?
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The young lady has disappeared.
Startled, everyone in the mansion searched for the young lady.
One of the gardeners was the one who found her.
When asked how he found the young lady, he said he found her digging in the garden.
In a secluded place that’s rarely visited by anyone.
That night, I asked the young lady.
“Miss, why were you digging there? Your beautiful hands have gotten hurt.”
In response, the young lady cried and pulled something out from under the bed.
My goodness!
The teddy bear’s head had come off, and the stuffing was spilling out. The young lady cried as she hugged the headless teddy bear.
A small voice said,
“Penny is dead.”
Penny. It was the name that she had given the teddy bear.
Could it be that she was digging to bury this stuffed toy?
“Penny… How did this happen?”
“Johan killed her. He said Penny was worthless.”
“Young Master Johannes?”
That wicked young master.
The culprit who tore the teddy bear apart.
I had felt it for a while, but when it came to children, he had a cruel side.
“Don’t worry, Milady. Penny isn’t dead.”
“She isn’t?”
“No, Penny just got a little hurt.”
I gently stroked the young lady’s head.
“Penny will always be with you. I’ll make sure of that.”
—Excerpt from S’s Diary
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[ Time remaining until the next game: 00:00:05 ]
I looked at Dietrich. He also looked at me to see if I had also read the excerpt of S’s diary.
[ Time remaining until the next game: 00:00:02 ]
And the number changed once more.
One second.
A new game had started.
Sensing an ominous aura, Dietrich drew his sword.
At that moment, the floor turned red.
“What is this…”
The red-stained floor transformed into a swamp, and a grotesque teddy bear crawled out.
As the teddy bear tried to grab Dietrich’s ankle, he took a few steps back.
However, it didn’t take long before Dietrich’s foot was buried in the floor.
It seemed like his whole body might be sucked into the ground, so Dietrich bit the floor in frustration.
“You…”
Why are you looking at me? Focus. You have to focus.
Ah.
Come to think of it, my feet were fine.
The desk, chair, and bookshelf were all being sucked into the swamp, but I stood there unscathed…
It felt as if I were receiving some kind of protection.
Dietrich must have thought that he couldn’t stay like this, so he stepped on a chair and jumped toward the collapsing bookshelves.
Thud! The chair and desk lost balance, and the baskets I had brought fell to the ground.
The apples were being sucked into the floor.
But when he realized that it was a futile attempt, he began to look around for a solution.
—Hehe, keheheh
At that moment, teddy bears started emerging from the swamp and latched onto Dietrich.
Dietrich brutally shook off the teddy bears.
—Owww…
The teddy bears screamed as they fell. He seemed annoyed by this and furrowed his brow.
Unlike the teddy bears I had seen before, the ones clinging to him were all bizarre.
Some of them had buttons sticking out and were tied with threads, while others had limbs dangling.
“…Could it be that you brought the thread and needle for this reason?”
Dietrich looked at me then.
“Damn it.”
Looking as if a sense of defeat was washing over him, he looked at the collapsing desk and the basket being sucked into the swamp.
More specifically, the thread and needle inside it.
With a furrowed brow, Dietrich leaped onto the shaking desk.
Thud!
He quickly reached into the swamp with his hand, searching for the basket.
“Ugh!”
However, it was already too late. He couldn’t find the thread and needle, and instead, his body was being drawn into the swamp.
Thunk!
With a strong effort, he clung to the desk and pulled his body out.
“……”
Oh no.
For all his efforts, he didn’t obtain the thread and needle.
The mission of this game was simple.
Sew the fallen parts of the teddy bears back on using a needle and thread.
That’s why I brought the needle and thread in the first place.
But now, how could he do that?
The needle and thread were sucked into the floor.
He lost the means to complete the mission.
This game was a failure.
“…No.”
At that moment, Dietrich said this as though could read my mind.
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