Confined Together with the Horror Game’s Male Lead - Chapter 61
Chapter 61
Translator: Yonnee
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Since we’re doing this together, I should definitely help out.
Dietrich and I went through several rooms.
Before entering a room, I would go in first and warn Dietrich about any traps that were set inside.
Thus, we were able to reach the main route quickly.
[ ‘Dietrich’ has entered ‘That Painter’s Studio’. ]
As we entered the studio, a strong smell of oil hit us.
I reflexively raised my hand to cover my mouth.
‘Now that I think about it, Dietrich seemed to have a hard time in this room in the game…’
As expected, Dietrich appeared somewhat strained.
“Dietrich, are you okay?”
The room was filled with the pungent smell of paint oil.
True to a studio, it was filled with numerous art tools.
However, true to a horror game, it was designed with the premise that long exposure to the smell of oil paintings could cause symptoms similar to gas poisoning.
It wasn’t completely detrimental.
It just slightly reduced physical strength.
I looked above Dietrich’s head.
[ HP: 72/100 ]
[ Satiety: 40/100 ]
[ Darkness: 19% ]
Then, a system window popped up.
[ ‘Dietrich’ has acquired a portion of S’s diary. ]
[ The contents of the diary shall be shared with Charlotte. ]
Soon after, a system window with the diary’s contents appeared.
“Let’s see…”
“What are you looking at right now?”
Dietrich asked as I stared into space.
He seemed puzzled as I looked at nothing.
“The diary is in my hand, where are you looking?”
“Shall we look at it together?”
“……”
Ignoring the system window, I moved closer to Dietrich.
“…The smell.”
As I got closer, Dietrich frowned and covered his nose.
I rarely felt embarrassed.
“…Do I smell?”
“What?”
“You just said I smell.”
This was a bit hurtful. It felt like it broke through my steel mentality.
“No, it’s not that… Just…”
Dietrich hesitated for a moment.
“You smell nice…”
“……”
“…It made me feel a bit more relaxed.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Dietrich’s face turned red.
“So, it’s not in a weird way, just literally…”
“I get it. It’s good to know you feel comfortable now. Should I get closer?”
“That’s not necessary.”
He straightened up too quickly.
And I know. He’s not one to spout nonsense idly.
“But Dietrich, since we’re reading the diary together, we have to get closer anyway.”
I moved right next to Dietrich to read the diary.
“’In the end, the painter couldn’t make the lady smile’.”
I inadvertently read the first line aloud.
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In the end, the painter couldn’t make the lady smile.
“How do you plan to make me smile?”
“I will paint for you.”
“What?”
At the lady’s apparent incredulity, the painter confidently responded.
“…I was expecting something that would make me laugh, but this is just a trivial trick. You’re no different from the rest.”
The lady haughtily raised her chin as the painter shook his head.
“That’s not true. The painting I intend to draw is not a portrait of you, my lady.”
“Then?”
“I will paint whatever my lady wishes.”
Bored by the painter’s bold statement, the lady looked disinterested.
“That’s not fun. Any of the painters sitting over there would draw anything I command, wouldn’t they?”
“……”
“Ah, I see. Let’s do it this way then.”
Her eyes sparkled with mischief, a sign of impending trouble. I was already feeling uneasy.
“I like things that sparkle.”
“Shall I draw you jewels?”
“Such a simple thought. How do you expect to make me laugh with that?”
Tut-tut. The lady clicked her tongue.
“Bring me a painting that shines. Like the sun, bright enough to hurt my eyes.”
“……”
What in the world? The painters watching the lady and the man murmured among themselves.
I was also taken aback.
“Only then will I consider entrusting my portrait to you.”
Sighs were heard from around the room, even from the master himself.
However, the painter alone calmly met the lady’s gaze.
“As you wish.”
—Excerpt from S’s Diary
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