I Think I’m a Horror Game Villain - Chapter 98

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Chapter 98

‘That won’t work this time.’

Dekir knew Rose had been watching him from the corner of her eye whenever he was with Heyna. Rose’s suspicions hadn’t completely dissipated. To quell them, he needed to manage his image.

“Rose, calm down. There’s no monster.”

Lowering himself to her level, he soothed her with the same gentle tone he used with Heyna.

“Here! My, my body! Dekir, please, get this off me…!”

“Calm down and look. There’s nothing on you.”

“…Huh?”

Rose finally examined herself, blinking in confusion.

“What happened?”

At his gentle question, as if soothing a startled child, Rose sniffled and answered.

“I don’t, I don’t know. I just, I went to see Heyna directly, and…”

‘She was asking the caretaker something earlier. I suppose she asked for Heyna’s room.’

A few hours earlier, Rose had called Heyna directly. Of course, Heyna hadn’t answered. It was only natural. The guidebook specifically instructed against answering calls. When Heyna didn’t answer, Rose had summoned the caretaker. After a brief conversation, she left her room. This was the result of her rash actions.

‘She went looking for Heyna without a second thought after finding out her location. How foolish.’

Dekir asked in a deceptively kind tone, “Yes? You went to see her, and?”

“Suddenly, a monster appeared from behind…”

“What did it look like?”

“It was like a hideous insect, a black mass with dozens of legs.”

Rose shuddered, squeezing her eyes shut as if the memory was too horrific to bear. Her pale hands clutched her body as she continued, her voice strained, “It, it crawled over and… bit off my side, and my arm…”

Gasping for breath, she described how the monster had torn at her side and arm, and how she had then fainted from the pain. However, contrary to her account, both her side and arm were perfectly intact. Her clothes were undamaged as well.

‘Of course. Everything she experienced was an illusion.’
The caretaker of the third floor never physically harmed the guests. His purpose was to extract pristine souls from perfectly intact bodies. The monster that dragged Rose back, the one that covered her in blood, was the blood of the third floor’s caretaker, the Butler.

The Butler’s blood possessed two abilities.

One was the ability to induce hallucinations.

He could control the intensity of these hallucinations by manipulating the amount of blood used. A small amount, ingested or touched, acted as a simple sleeping draught. Larger amounts could induce anything from faint auditory hallucinations to vivid, realistic illusions indistinguishable from reality.

The other ability was to freely manipulate the form of his blood. The terrifying monster Rose encountered was a mass of the Butler’s blood. The bloodstains on her were proof.

‘The torn side and arm were merely part of the monster’s illusion.’

The third floor’s caretaker did not inflict direct harm. His goal was a pristine soul extracted from an unblemished body.

“That must have been terrifying,” Dekir offered, his voice laced with feigned sympathy.

Rose’s sobs intensified at his empty comfort. Dekir pretended to pat her shoulder consolingly. His hand, however, never actually made contact, merely hovering in the air above her.

‘D*mn it.’

He could manage the charade in front of Heyna, but pretending to be a good person when she wasn’t around was grating on his nerves.

“And, sob, Heyna…”

‘Heyna?’

Dekir, who had been half-listening to Rose, immediately perked up at the mention of Heyna’s name. Even if it was trivial, he didn’t want to miss a single thing about her.

“She pretended not to know me.”

“What?”

“I asked her several times, but she wouldn’t even open the door…”

“.…”

“I kept telling her, ‘It’s Rose,’ but… she said she didn’t know who I was. How could she do that to me? Sob.”

Rose burst into tears. Dekir clicked his tongue inwardly as he watched her. ‘What nonsense. Did she even bother reading the rules the caretaker gave us?’

If she had read the guidelines, she would know Heyna was intentionally pretending not to know her.

“Heyna probably didn’t do it on purpose. It was in the rules. This game…”

“I know! Heyna, Zion, and Tommy have to remember us by getting them to break the rules in the guide.”

‘You know, so why are you acting like this?’

The words reached the tip of his tongue.

“What am I going to do? Sniffle. If no one remembers us…”

Just as her tears seemed to subside, Rose started sobbing again. Fighting the urge to abandon her and walk out, Dekir spent a considerable amount of time consoling her.

‘After all this, she won’t spout nonsense about me being suspicious to Heyna, will she?’