I Think I’m a Horror Game Villain - Chapter 83

Chapter 83

“Heyna, how are you feeling?”

“Much better, thanks to you.”

“I’m glad.”

After a good night’s sleep, I felt significantly better. There was still a lingering unease in a corner of my heart, but…

‘I’ll be okay soon.’

I thought all night.

Why did the names ‘Rose’ and ‘Dekir’ stir such emotions in me?

I couldn’t come up with a definitive answer, but I found a plausible hypothesis.

‘Could they be friends I knew before I entered this game?’

If that were the case, then this strange feeling made sense. The names listed in the guidebook were probably a kind of Easter egg. It’s not uncommon for indie game developers to include the names of family or friends in their games.

Rose was a close friend, like Im Ha-yeon, and Dekir was…

‘A lover, perhaps.’

“Are you okay? Your face is still red…”

“Oh, oh? It’s just… hot. Hot.”

“Really?”
“Yeah. I need some water.”

I fanned myself with my hand, my face flushed with heat.

“Here, water.”

“Oh? Thanks, Tommy.”

Why is Tommy being so kind all of a sudden? Did his favorability go up?

Last night, after seeing me cry, both Zion and Tommy’s favorability went up by 1.

The reason for Zion’s favorability increase was obvious. He must have seen me crying and thought I was the kind of girl he wanted to protect.

But why did Tommy’s favorability go up?

Tommy’s favorability had never gone up before. I didn’t think much of it because Tommy was…

‘…Tommy is?’

Suddenly, I felt a sense of dissonance.

‘Why did I think it was natural that Tommy’s favorability wouldn’t go up?’

There must have been a reason, but I couldn’t remember. My memories were blurry, as if there was a fog in my head.

“Tommy.”

“What? Why are you calling me?”

“Why are you suddenly being nice to me?”

“What are you talking about?”

His blunt tone of voice was definitely the Tommy I remembered.

“You brought me a wet towel yesterday when I was crying. You said that rubbing my eyes with my hands would make them swell.”

“…I did that because I didn’t want to see your swollen face in the morning.”
“You also brought me water just now.”

“Huh. What are you trying to say?”

Tommy furrowed his thick eyebrows and flared up. I felt sorry for him, but I didn’t back down.

“Tommy, didn’t you used to dislike me?”

He let out a dry laugh at my blunt question.

“After I went out of my way to take care of you, that’s what you say?”

“I’m sorry. But I really don’t understand.”

“That’s my line. I never disliked you, and I never said anything like that.”

“You did.”

“What? When?”

“Just yesterday, when we were escaping the room. You definitely said that you disliked me because you thought I was acting innocent but hiding something.”

I don’t know why Tommy said that. But I remembered it clearly. Tommy saying, ‘I dislike Heyna.’

“Th-that was…!”

Tommy seemed quite flustered as if he remembered the situation as well. His deep blue eyes wavered.

“That was?”

“…I don’t know why I said that?”

“Isn’t it strange? Not remembering what you said just yesterday…”

“Heyna.”

Zion interrupted me and stepped forward. His golden eyes, which had settled down, looked down at me quietly.

“You haven’t been looking well since yesterday. Why don’t you get some rest?”

“No. I…”

“Let’s eat first.”

“…Okay. Let’s do that.”

I wanted to say that it wasn’t strange, but the words wouldn’t come out.

Because even to myself, my memories seemed too jumbled. I couldn’t find the cause of the inexplicable dissonance.

***

The room smelled strongly of disinfectant.

Dekir, who had been lying straight on the white hospital bed, struggled to sit up.

His fingertips, which were still trembling from the aftereffects of the curse, were pressed against his forehead. But for Dekir, finding the person more precious than his own life was more important than tending to his battered body.

“Heyna…”

His voice, echoing softly in the darkness, was as fierce as a beast’s cry. Yet, in each syllable of her name, an uncontrollable love welled up.

“She’s gone.”

Dekir, realizing that Heyna was no longer by his side, immediately got out of bed.

His crimson eyes flashed brightly as he scanned the empty space.

“【Zion】 Heyna, are you okay?”

Zion supported Heyna, who was staggering.

Dekir clenched his fists unconsciously at the sight of Zion supporting Heyna.

‘He’s always lurking around like a rat whenever he gets the chance.’

He barely suppressed the urge to punch Zion right then and there. His priority now was to find out what had happened to Heyna.

“【3rd Floor Manager】 I apologize for being late.

【3rd Floor Manager】 I am Guide Pulse, the caretaker of the third floor and the butler who has been managing this place for hundreds of years.”

‘Right.’

After confirming his appearance, Dekir quickly scrolled down. He could guess what had happened after that without even looking.

Everyone must have been exhausted, so they had no choice but to follow the 3rd Floor Guide.

‘Me and that woman who were injured were left in the infirmary here.’

His eyes, which had been scanning the text listlessly, stopped at one place.

“【Heyna】 Just hold on a little longer, Dekir.”

Heyna patted Dekir’s back, hoping her voice would reach him.

At that moment, life returned to his eyes, which had been as cold as ice. His tightly closed lips curved slightly upwards.

Just by seeing a few lines of text, the image of Heyna whispering in his ear was vividly drawn before his eyes. He couldn’t help but smile as he imagined how lovely her face was and how warm the warmth that touched his back was.

‘Damn it. I’m not a child. I can’t be happy just because someone patted my back…’

He couldn’t be satisfied with just that. A much deeper desire squirmed inside his heart.

‘Soon.’

The day will come when he will reveal his entire heart to her.