How a Nuisance Character Survives in a Horror Game - Chapter 47
The flowers were really varied.
And none of them looked familiar.
I’m doomed.
In the end, I had to open Ectenron’s mouth, but that gag was something I’d never seen taken off in the game, like Dilaph’s blindfold.
I had no idea how to take it off, though…
If I raise his favorability, will he take it off? If I force him to take it off, he’ll just stick me in the flowerbed with his big hands.
“Ahem, ahem.”
Ectenron flinched and looked at me as I coughed and crouched down next to him.
Seeing him like that, he didn’t seem like a demon at all.
[Ectenron thinks, ‘I wish she would just go away.’]
F*cking bastard.
Unlike his appearance, he was dirty and rough inside.
Well, let’s just start asking him questions.
Anyway, I had to be found and kept by Holloway’s side within 6 hours. Otherwise, his possessiveness might go crazy.
It’s already gone crazy, but let’s move on from the small stuff.
Moreover, making the demons jealous? Why would I, though.
What on earth is Holloway doing to me that makes them jealous, though?!
Nothing looked good.
“Can you tell me the name of this flower?”
Ectenron shook his head as he watched me directly ask the question.
[Ectenron said, ‘I wish humans who don’t even know would just go away.’]
F*ck you.
You even just came to me first and apologized.
With that innocent face, his insides were dirty and dark.
“You want me to go away, right?”
He just turned his eyes, flinching.
Look at him not saying no even in this situation.
“Tell me the names of five flowers and I’ll get out of here..”
He didn’t know what to do as I smirked and made a gun with my hand and shot it.
I wondered what he was thinking, but this time the status window didn’t pop up.
“Why do you insist on doing it by talking?”
“…”
“Here, write it here. I’ll read it if you write it!”
How is it, easy, right?
He looked at me intently for some reason.
“Why?”
He turned his head around. He shook his head, fidgeting.
“Huh? You’re not going to write it?”
Nod.
“Why!”
I couldn’t bring myself to raise my middle finger while getting nervous, so I shyly raised my index finger to threaten Ectenron.
“Don’t you know how to write?”
Ectenron opened his eyes wide and shook his head violently.
“Then what, why?”
“…”
This time, he drew an earthworm on the floor. Then he crossed his two index fingers in an X shape.
“You don’t want to write because you’re bad at writing?”
Yeah.
Got it right!
I was happy for a moment, but then I consoled him.
“It’s okay. Mine is even worse.”
Still, seeing him say no, I had no choice but to intentionally write messily on the dirt.
“How’s it? Funny, right?”
“Mm.”
This bastard…
He’s saying all he wants to say.
I brushed the dirt off my hands and pressed my cheek to my knees, grinning and asking.
“Are you going to laugh at me?”
“…”
He slowly shook his head from side to side.
“Me too. My handwriting is bad, so who would point out yours? It’s so beautiful here, unlike the inside of the hotel.”
“…”
“It’s the only one in this scary place that’s not scary. That’s why I wanted to know the name of the flowers. You seem to know.”
Unlike the screaming inside the hotel, this garden was really ordinary.
I quietly looked at him, and this time he didn’t avoid my gaze.
Instead, he raised his hand and pressed my cheek, then withdrew his hand in surprise.
“You can poke me more. Ah, but don’t pierce me instead.”
I was serious, yet he took it as a joke and smiled lightly.
He poked me repeatedly, then pointed to a white flower in front of him and wrote words on the ground.
‘Wild Rose.’
“Huh? Is this a wild rose? I knew the name, so it looks like this.”
[Ectenron is unable to take his eyes from the excited you.]
Why. Are you trying to tear me to pieces?
I urged him on, thinking it didn’t seem like a good idea. I didn’t want to spend too much time in the same space as the person who tried to kill me.
This time, Ectenron pointed to a blue flower.
‘Hyacinth.’
“Hyacinth? I know this too!”
The name was familiar, but I couldn’t recognize the flower. Since I’m not particularly fond of flowers, it was hard for me to distinguish between flowers.
Unless it was something that everyone knew, like a rose, I didn’t know much about it.
Ectenron hesitated for a moment as he looked at me and then wrote.
‘But why can’t you recognize the flower?’
“That’s because I only know the name.”
In response to my serious answer, he pointed to a different flower this time and wrote ‘Peony.’
“There’s someone in our group named Peony (Moran). Have you ever seen one?”
He shook his head.
“You’ll be surprised when you see her. She looks lovely, you know.”
Apart from the fact that her personality was annoying, it was true.
He wrote the burning bush and the last one, the nightingale, and pointed at me with his finger. Then he gestured to the nightingale again.
“Does it resemble me?”
“Mm.”
“Thank you.”
“Mm.”
Since I knew the names of five flowers, before I could even name them in order, he pointed to the hyacinth as if telling me to review what he had told me.
As if to show off to him who was randomly pointing, I named the flowers one by one.
“Hyacinth, peony, rose, nightingale, burning bush. Right?”
“Mm.”
Thank goodness I’ve got the brain to memorize five.
“But who takes care of these flowers?”
“…”
He didn’t answer. If he said yes, it would mean he lived here.
He had to be careful not to reveal his identity.
He already had a history of trying to kill me, so he was almost caught, but he’s hiding it well.
“First of all, it’s not you, right? You seem very bold when you throw flowers.”
When I openly sarcastically criticized him, he looked depressed and pointed at the flower he had thrown at me with his finger. Although it was drooping, I could see it was planted again.
“If that’s the case, why did you throw it at me?”
I was asking if you were bored
“Mm…”
He let out a small drool and hesitated. Then he carefully lowered the gag.
It wasn’t that he never took off gag like Dilaph?
I was taken aback by how easily he took it off, but Ectenron opened his lips.
“…You, call.”
Even when he only answered with short answers, I felt that his voice was quite good.
His low voice was slow and warm, like a lullaby heard by a campfire on a winter day.
But having a cavernous voice doesn’t make what you did to me go away.
I glared at him fiercely and said.
“There’s a saying that you shouldn’t hit women, children, or the elderly, even with flowers.”
“…Mm. Sorry.”
And he put the gag back on quietly.
Well, the game setting was already ruined the moment Holloway’s favorability was raised.
Judging from the fact that he took off the gag, he doesn’t seem to be as sensitive as Dilaph.
“Well, at least you’re good at replanting flowers. I heard that one isn’t bad if they take care of plants. You must be like that too.”
If his original personality doesn’t work like Dilaph or Suriel, shouldn’t I raise his favorability rating like this, I wonder.
Maybe he’ll save me later, dunno.
I was confident when it came to words.
Ectenron stared blankly at me for a moment, then his mouth-gagged lips curved into a half-moon shape.
I met his eyes as he looked happy. It was clear that these demons were determined to charm humans with their faces.
I didn’t miss my chance as I watched him smiling innocently.
Anyway, Dilaph and Suriel had imprinted me as a crazy and funny woman, whether I liked it or not, so they weren’t desperate to kill me.
Maybe it’s because funny things are precious.
However, as long as Celyr is here, Ectenron will never let me go again to kill me.
Then, if we become even a little closer and he hesitates to kill me, wouldn’t he let me go once?
“Come to think of it, your eyes are really pretty.”
“…”
Couldn’t he hear that?
I thought it was a failure because there was no reaction, yet Ectenron’s face turned bright red.
I flinched at the unexpected reaction without realizing it.
I think I set up some kind of flag.
[Ectenron’s heart is pounding a little.]
How could you fall for my dirty tricks so easily?
[Ectenron, the ‘Demon of Sorrow’, feelings for you ʕ ´ •ᴥ•`ʔ: You seem like a warm person.]
I’m passionate about it.
The detailed figures are limited to Holloway, but the hearts of the other demons were all explained like that.
Dilaph’s was, ‘You’re the first woman to hit me.’, wasn’t it.
[Since you’ve met all the demons, the state of mind menu is activated!]
It’s been a while since I’ve met them, but it’s activated now.
I glanced at the window that was slow to update. I clicked on the new menu that just happened to appear.
[The feelings of the demons for you ԅ( ˘ ω ˘ ԅ)
(ꐦ ಠ皿ಠ )
Dilaph, the ‘Demon of Anger’s feelings ( ´ 皿`*)✧: Crazy but funny.]
When did it turn into that.
And who you callin’ crazy. I’m not crazy yet.
Ectenron, the ‘Demon of Sorrow’s feelings, ʕ ´ •ᴥ•`ʔ: He seems like a warm person.
Suriel, the ‘Demon of Temptation’s feelings (✿> __ ◉ “ ): Aren’t you the strongest one?
Celyr, ‘Demon of Hatred’s feelings ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ: It’s annoying because she resembles that person. I’m going to kill her.]
Someone who resembles me?
How similar do we have to be for her to do this to me.
Of those demons, the most dangerous one is Celyr. So I had to be careful not to meet Celyr as much as possible.
And that Celyr and Ectenron, who hangs out with her every day, were also on my list of things to avoid.
I was glad that he fell for my sloppy trickery.
“Then I’ll be going.”
He gestured and wrote on the ground.
‘I haven’t told you all the flower names yet…’
“Tell me the names of the flowers next time we meet. I’m worried about my friends.”
Worry, my ass.
I only worry about myself.
Ectenron felt very sorry for me, who was pretending to be surprisingly kind. I turned my back without any regrets.
As I approached the door, a quest success window popped up.
[12th Story ‘Ectenron’s Flower Garden’ success!]
[The blue ring is right below the door.]
I opened the door wide and bent down to find the ring, and what I saw before my eyes was none other than Holloway.
“…Holloway?”
“Found you.”
I know, right.
He found me so quickly, though?
He took my hand, not very pleased.
[Holloway is conflicted about whether to lock you up somewhere where no one can find you.]
Uh, don’t.
Don’t have such thoughts..
“Why do you keep disappearing, Sister?”
If I knew that, I wouldn’t have been able to teleport quietly.
It wasn’t my will.
Holloway muttered as he grabbed my hand and put a blue ring on my index finger.
“I guess I should put chains on to keep you quiet…”
Holloway was an extreme person who tried to imprison me instead of killing me.
[You acquired the ‘Blue Ring’!]
[Blue Ring
Characteristic: It can block any attack exactly 3 times.]
“Holloway, this ring…”
“I thought it would be comfortable if you were wearing it.”
He smiled brightly and grabbed my hand, pulling me inside.
Without even checking who was outside the door, he asked me.
“You were trying to escape? You were moving because of that?”
Holloway is really good at testing people.
Storyteller Lipzoldyck's Words
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