I Think I’m a Horror Game Villain - Chapter 112
Chapter 112
‘Every single one of them is such a nuisance.’ He felt the urge to eliminate them all. To ensure that no one but him could see Heyna. To be the only one to behold her lovely form.
‘Not yet.’ Dekir suppressed his desire, determined to achieve the perfect ending this time.
“You’re trying to provoke me into leaving, aren’t you? Your intentions are transparent. But before I go, there’s something you need to tell me.”
“Something I need to tell you? What are you talking about?”
“Didn’t you say you’d give me all the information you have if I win the bet?”
“If Lady Heyna remembered you before the time limit, I would give you all the information I know.” Dekir remembered the caretaker’s words perfectly.
“You’re not going to pretend you don’t remember now, are you?”
“Of course not. I never go back on my word.”
“Then stop with the useless charade and give me the information.”
The third-floor caretaker held the authority of an entire floor of the mansion. Surely, he possessed information Dekir didn’t.
“Then, I shall first tell you the information you are most curious about.”
‘The information I’m most curious about?’
“This is not the first time you have met Lady Heina.”
“…I thought you had something important to say. And you call that information……”
“And—you will likely not achieve the ending you desire.”
Despite the qualifier “likely,” his voice was filled with certainty. Dekir’s lips curled into a sneer.
“That implies you know what ending I desire.”
“Yes, I do.”
“Tell me, then.”
“If you wish.” The caretaker nodded leisurely. “You….”
“….”
“…want to leave this place with Lady Heyna, don’t you?”
Dekir scoffed at the caretaker’s answer. “I thought you knew something, but it seems you’re just senile.”
Leaving this place with Heyna. That wasn’t a bad ending. But the ending Dekir desired wasn’t a perfect, happy ending that anyone would wish for. It was something… more.
“Deki!” Dekir’s gaze snapped towards Heyna’s urgent voice.
“Something terrible has happened!” She was panting, as if she had run all the way.
“What is it, Heyna?”
“Zion and Tommy are gone!”
***
I returned to the elevator with Dekir.
“Huh? Where’s Rose?”
Following Zion and Tommy, now Rose had disappeared.
“She definitely said she’d wait here…”
“I don’t know. Maybe she went up first.”
“No, that can’t be it. Rose said she didn’t want to ride the elevator because it was creepy.”
“Is that so? By the way, Heyna, did Rose say anything strange?”
“Strange?”
“Yes.”
I recalled what had happened before I went to get Dekir.
“Heyna, there’s something I seriously want to ask you.” Rose had suddenly asked me as we walked down the hallway.
“Do you like Dekir?”
“Uh, huh?”
Why would she ask this all of a sudden?
I was flustered by the unexpected question, but I answered naturally.
“Yes, I like him. I like Dekir, you, Zion, and Tommy.”
That should be enough, right?
“No, that’s not what I meant!” Rose vehemently shook her head, dissatisfied with my answer.
“What I’m asking is, do you like Dekir romantically? Do you love him? Do you want to date him?”
So that was what she meant.
I had a rough idea of what she meant from the first question, but…
‘I was trying to brush it off.’
Do I like Dekir?
To answer that question honestly, it was undoubtedly a ‘yes.’
Dekir is the person I trust and rely on the most here. That’s why I confessed to him that I’m a transmigrator.
I like his constant kindness and gentleness.
His gaze, always turned towards me, and the way his voice becomes especially tender whenever he calls my name.
The emptiness and longing I felt while I’d forgotten him because of Napolitan made me realize how much I relied on him.
And even when I thought Dekir was a ghost, I was drawn to him without realizing it…
‘I can’t deny that I like Dekir.’
But I couldn’t easily answer the question of whether I loved him.
The words of love I spoke to Dekir, though part of the mission, were sincere. My feelings had grown too large to simply be dismissed as friendship or gratitude.
However…
‘I’m not meant to stay here forever.’
Right now, I’m merely possessing Heyna. My world isn’t here.
When the game ends, I’ll return to my original world. And Dekir will be left alone here.
It’s a love that cannot be. Knowing that, I couldn’t honestly express these feelings that were growing beyond my control.
“I… I don’t know.”
What should I do with these uncontrollable emotions?
Rose spoke to me as I hesitated, unable to answer easily.
“Heyna, I consider us friends. That’s why I’m saying this… I don’t want you to get any closer to Dekir.”
“Huh? Rose, why are you saying that?”
“Because…!”
I didn’t hear the words that followed. We had arrived at the elevator, and I realized that Zion and Tommy were gone.
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