The thought ended quickly.
I decided to take Holloway with me.
If you look at novels, games, or anywhere else, you’ll often see people being arbitrarily judged based on initial clues.
It later turns out to be a misunderstanding, then it rolls and rolls until then.
A situation where, since we don’t talk to each other, the rift deepens and we end up only eating sweet potatoes.
(to eat sweet potatoes: feeling frustrating)
I decided to nip that situation in the bud in the first place.
Since I couldn’t talk even if I wanted to, there was no need to separate myself from Holloway due to a useless misunderstanding.
The parting with Holloway was when the misunderstanding about him was completely resolved.
Usually, things like this have a hidden twist.
How many horror games and other games, novels, dramas, and movies I have played, though
This is enough.
Surprisingly, he also has a human side…
Does he?
Still, he tried to save me…
Did he?
Anyway.
I can’t create a situation where each other is frustrated by pointless spamming.
For I haven’t even gotten close to the island’s secrets yet.
Basically, I was careful not to think too deeply, and my motto was to be faithful to what was in front of me, so I think I was able to make decisions that would have been difficult for others with relative ease.
What if this kind of personality becomes toxic in the future?
No matter what anyone says, this is me, though.
“I thought you were depressed, but you brightened up right away?”
“Because I’m not the type to dwell on big concerns for a long time.”
“What were you worried about?”
“I’m worried about getting out of the hotel safely without getting hurt.”
“Ah. You’re going out”
“Of course!”
“Is that possible?”
“…Huh?”
“No, you said that assuming that you can get out. I think you’re a very hopeful person!”
…This bastard is criticizing me right now, though?
So Holloway said I would never get out…
Just wait and see. I will escape as if to show off and make bloody tears flow from those pretty eyes.
I was fired up with an unexpected goal.
“Because people never lose hope.”
“And it’s people who trample on those hopes.”
As always.
Holloway’s eyes were neither sad nor angry as he muttered that.
Just an empty nothingness appeared and then disappeared.
“What are you going to do when that happens? When hope is trampled and there is no room for revival.”
“If you want to hear a grand answer from me, I won’t tell you.”
“How could I expect something like that from Sister.”
That’s annoying in its own way.
“Sister, answer.”
“Hmm… I guess I’ll just try to find it again in my own way.”
“If there’s none?”
“If there’s none, well… I’ll make it”
“How?”
“It depends on the situation.”
“Then… answer this later.”
Holloway, who said that, looked complicated but somehow happy.
[Favorability has increased by 1%.]
[Attachment has increased by 1%.]
[Possessiveness has increased by 2%.]
[Favorability: 32%
Attachment: 34%
Possessiveness: 39%]
[Holloway decides to destroy your hope.]
…Excuse me, wait a minute.
Why does it become like that?
What flag do I pick for him to be like this?
Usually, kids become good.
Yet Holloway seems to want to teach me how hopeless it is to have no hope.
I really don’t know why he’s like that.
Motherfucker.
***
[Story fragments collected.]
[Collected fragments of ‘Summon’.]
[Collected fragments of ‘Wish’.]
[Collected fragments of ‘Demon’.]
After a series of successive quests, not only did I obtain weapons, but I also got fragments.
The picture engraved on the sculpture was more ordinary than expected.
There was a summoning circle for summoning, a simple red background for wishing, and a black background for demons.
Was it intentionally covered up to prevent inference from the picture?
Then I had to guess it with words.
‘Demon, wish.’
As I initially expected, it was almost certain that the demons had been summoned in hopes of granting one’s wish.
Why did they go to such lengths to summon the demons? What kind of wish did they wish for?
“Sister, again.”
“Ah.”
The more Holloway’s numbers rose, the less he liked me being distracted from him, even for a moment.
“I have a lot of random thoughts.”
“You seem like you do. It would be nice if there was just one thought.”
“Hmm?”
“That’s all we have to do right away. Right?””
[Holloway wants to lock you up in this hotel.]
I said no.
“Our Holloway sometimes says something meaningful. It makes my heart shake.”
“Shake?”
It’s not the shake you think…
“To the extent it’s indescribable.”
I tremble with fear.
♥︎♡
♡♥︎
♥︎♡
No, those hearts… !
This time, I pressed my hand to the cutest hearts I had seen for the first time in a very long time.
The heart was pressed softly and then I flicked my hand.
[All emotional levels have increased by 1%.]
I didn’t know why the hearts came out.
In any case, I think they’re random.
Just looking at the system, it didn’t feel particularly consistent.
Me getting something that was none, it changing its words.
Or it insisting something that wasn’t there existed!
Anyway, it was as it pleased.
It’s cute though. Hearts on top of a child’s head.
Although he’s very scary on the inside.
I stroked Holloway’s hair.
[While Holloway is in a good mood, he is upset by your gaze looking down at him.]
But I can’t crawl around, you know.
Before the favorability level I had managed to raise started to fall, I decided to say something that I’m very good at.
“Come to think of it, Holloway, you have big feet, don’t you? I heard that if you have big feet, you’ll be incredibly tall.”
“Yes. I’ll be big enough to hold Sister with one hand.”
“Why on earth are you talking like that? This sister is scared to death.”
“Sister’s way of speaking is really funny.”
What’s funny about my sincere tone?
Out of frustration, I grabbed Holloway’s hands and lifted them up. Holloway’s feet floated in the air.
I don’t know his true self, but anyway, I’m bigger.
[Holloway’s mood deteriorates rapidly.]
“Ah, I really hate this kind of thing…”
“Originally, children don’t like being treated like children.”
It’s hard to say that I’ve become more comfortable and the favorability has plateaued, but it’s still a bit high, so messing with Holloway isn’t as scary as it was the first time.
Of course, I would be really nervous if it was his real face.
“Please put me down.”
“It’s fun, isn’t it?”
“Is it fun for you?”
“It’s fun when you have your feet float in the air.”
“I see. I’ll remember that.”
“It’s a joke.”
“I don’t know jokes well.”
Damn you little bastard.
“To think that you don’t know jokes. You live a very boring life.”
I pity you for not knowing the beauty of jokes.
“It’s okay as long as Sister has fun. You do a share of 100 people well.”
Oi, what does that mean?
It was when we were having some peaceful time chatting.
“S-Save me… Please save me! Anyone there?!”
Alholf’s voice echoed through the hallway, crying out in fear.
“I guess it’s Sir Alholf.”
[Holloway focuses on sounds and smells.]
[There is a strong smell of blood.]
Is Alholf hurt?
“Let’s go.”
“Yes, Sister. But it’s not that way, it’s this way.”
“The voice is from over there…”
[Holloway touches your hearing.]
[Hearing is disturbed.]
“Please, anyone…!”
The voice clearly heard from the right, but this time it came from the direction indicated by Holloway.
“It’s there, right?”
“Mmhm.”
… If disturbed, isn’t the opposite true?
[You do not yet have the power to block Holloway’s abnormal status!]
[When the favorability level reaches 40%, a certain effect will be activated and you will have the power to defend against Holloway’s abilities.]
Then, I had to stay as I was possessed.
However, because I knew the direction I had first heard from, I answered but hesitated.
Holloway, who was looking at me, shook his head and turned.
“Or should we go over there? I don’t care which way.”
[Holloway gives you freedom of choice!]
[Your choice?
1. Go to the right.
(Not recommended ㄨ・__・))
2. Go to the left.
(Recommended (b˙◁˙ )b)]
Ah
I’m now in the agony of a lifetime.
I don’t know if the system is completely on my side or not…
Should I go with what he recommends or go with my intuition?
If I choose the not recommended one, then if Alholf really isn’t there and Holloway is right, he might be disappointed in me.
… What should I choose?
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