How a Nuisance Character Survives in a Horror Game – Chapter 50

Author: lipzoldyck

“…This won’t collapse, right?”

“I don’t think so.”

Cleta pointed to the cracked floor from the earthquake with his finger, comforting Moran who was afraid.

Then the crack completely disappeared. It was being regenerated by magic.

“I have a bad feeling.”

Werner, we decided to say that it already happened.

“We’d better not fall first. But we have to get Sir Werner’s weapon, so we’ll have to go out for a bit.”

It’s already halfway through, but the monsters aren’t running around right away, so it shouldn’t be too dangerous yet.

There’s no weapon on the map, so there’s nothing I can say to advise.

Cleta looked at us one by one and told us who should stay here.

“Evelin and Moran, then Cynthia and Holloway…”

Cleta muttered a little worriedly, wiping his face.

“If there were even a little more people fighting…”

It’s dangerous to go together, and he must be worried about leaving us alone.

Alholf raised his hand quietly.

“I-I’ll stay.”

“You?”

Cleta gave her a look of distrust. Alholf pointed at me like a rascal.

“M-Miss Evelin is strong… She keeps hitting…”

“I can’t do it without nunchakus. Please save us.”

“Pfft.”

At that, Holloway and Cynthia burst into laughter.

What, why are you laughing.

I didn’t say anything funny, though.

I looked at the two of them who were quivering their lips strangely and gestured to Cleta.

“You two sirs, just go and come back. We can stay here alone. Especially, don’t take Sir Alholf. He’s a guy who’s damned good at making people mad.”

“…”

Cleta put his hand on my head while laughing.

“I’ll be back soon, so don’t cause any trouble.”

“Don’t touch my head.”

F*ck you.

If Holloway gets jealous, will you take responsibility?!

I was able to stop Holloway from getting jealous by hitting Cleta’s hand with all my might.

I’m proud.

***

What about collecting the rest of the story?

I have to unlock the room too…

I also had to find a weapon. I was anxious with just the ring.

Who knows my conflicting feelings of wanting the quest to come out but also hoping it wouldn’t come out?

“Evelin, are you hurt anywhere?”

Sitting on the sofa, hugging Holloway, burying my face in his shoulder, Cynthia couldn’t help but ask.

“No. I just like this kind of position.”

Although unlucky, but Holloway likes contact.

The favorability rating is low, but it’s going up little by little.

“Sister, you like me.”

“Uh, of course.”

[All emotional levels increased by 2%.]

“If you’re sick, tell me.”

Who’s worried about whom right now?

Cynthia stroked the back of my head, almost getting bitten by Holloway, and pulled her hand away.

He’s really possessive.

Does he like me, a comedian, that much?

I’ll just find the gate and leave without looking back.

“Um, when did you two become so close?”

Moran asked cautiously, and Cynthia responded as prickly as usual.

“Because she’s the benefactor who saved my life. Are you dissatisfied?”

“Ah… Benefactor.”

Moran, who had been rolling the word in her mouth, said in a slightly more relaxed voice.

“That’s right. She saved your life, so she deserves to be your benefactor. Unlike Sir Friedel, I guess she saved you… Thank goodness, Miss Cynthia.”

“Why is Friedel’s name suddenly mentioned?”

Of course, I was the one who left Friedel to die.

“Ah… I’m talking nonsense.”

I heard Moran’s embarrassed voice and I finally tried to raise my head from where I was buried on Holloway’s shoulder.

Yet he grabbed the back of my head and held it down, preventing me from doing so.

“Holloway?”

“You don’t have to see that ugly face.”

“Me…? Is there a mirror in front of us?”

Even so, is it really that obvious? Holloway sighed and pinched my cheek.

“Is that it?”

[Holloway thinks you are really clueless.]

If I wasn’t, I think you would have killed me in the first place.

“Miss Evelin, is it okay if I tell her? If not, I’ll keep quiet.”

“You can. I left Sir Friedel to die.”

“P-Pardon?!”

Alholf asked in surprise, and I warned him while holding Holloway.

“Be careful. I’m going to do the same to Alholf!”

“Eek!”

Yay. I scared him.

I was satisfied with scaring Alholf, and Holloway rubbed my earlobes and laughed softly.

“Are you having fun?”

“It’s fun.”

“Yes. It’s fun…”

The muttering voice soon dispersed like smoke.

The voice felt particularly pitiful, so I unconsciously patted his back, and then heard Cynthia’s nonchalant reply.

“There must have been a reason for that.”

“…Yes?”

Moran asked back, not knowing that kind of answer would come out.

“If it’s Friedel, isn’t he the guy who pushed you in the lobby? I can clearly see that he did the same to Evelin and got hurt.”

Cynthia muttered a curse under her breath. She also added that anyone who would do that deserved to die.

Moran’s voice burst out in bewilderment, perhaps because of the unexpected reaction.

“Ah… But you shouldn’t hurt people.”

“If you have that kind of mindset here, it’ll come back to bite you.”

That’s right.

I secretly gave Cynthia my precious thumbs up in a refreshing way and took them back.

Moran, who was gently nagging at my temper, licked her dry lips and soon smiled.

“But it’s important to have that kind of mindset here. I want to go out with everyone somehow.”

“Even though Sir Alholf pushed Moran?”

I asked curiously and Moran nodded happily.

“Of course. Sir Alholf was just scared.”

“Miss Moraaan…”

“Then Moran can take Alholf with her.”

As I spoke with a big smile, Holloway suddenly grabbed my hair.

Because of that, I lowered my head and looked at Holloway without realizing it.

“It hurts…”

He just smiled silently.

Moran answered my question kindly.

“We’ll all be together anyway, Miss Evelin.”

I wonder if that’s true.

We’ll be separated many times.

We’ll be separated even if we don’t want to.

Whether we want it or not.

***

“I’m young.”

“The moment you know you’re young and try to use it, you’re not.”

When I answered, Holloway put his index finger between his lips and told Cleta to be quiet, and shouted at him as if he was sulking.

“I’ve been sleeping with her all this time!”

“Do you really need to sleep with her now? Come here.”

“Sisteeer…”

Bye-bye, Holloway.

I pretended to wipe away my tears and turned away from him.

The situation was that Werner and Cleta had quickly returned with their weapons, and we were exhausted both mentally and physically.

Even in this situation, we had already showered.

No matter how scared we are, we have to take care of our hygiene.

That’s how romance and whatever else comes out.

Werner decided to be the first one on guard, and the women went to bed first.

In short, there were groups of men and women, and Holloway was wondering where to go, and eventually he was dragged out by Cleta’s hand.

With only the women left, we each went up to our beds.

There was one queen-size bed and one single-size bed, and Cynthia and I shared the same bed, and Moran shared the other.

Cynthia should have been the only one sleeping by herself, but she was making a fuss about sleeping with me…

When I laid down, my heavy eyelids closed on their own. Here it comes.

Just as I was about to fall asleep.

Click.

The door opens and Holloway peeks his face out.

Why did you come when I’m so sleepy?

Hiding his feelings, he smiles affectionately.

“Why, Holloway?”

“Um, it’s just.”

[Holloway opens the door to check if you’re there.]

[Holloway breathes a sigh of relief after confirming that the ‘comedian’ is in good hands.]

I wiggled my eyebrows at the system windows that came up one after another.

“…Is he crazy?”

No matter how precious a funny person is, does he have to do this?

“You’re asking if I’m crazy?”

“No, Sir Werner is crazy.”

Werner, who was on night watch, was flustered when the sparks flew.

“Why are you suddenly doing this to me?”

I’m saying it because it’s easy, you know. Because it’s easy.

Holloway waved his hand at me as if he was in a good mood.

“Then sleep well, Sister! Don’t disappear again.”

“Yessir.”

“Haha.”

When I politely used honorifics, Holloway smiled happily and closed the door before leaving.

Cynthia looked at me and Holloway’s traces that had already left, as if she was curious.

“That kid is hard to get close to, so how did you get so close?”

“Who is close to whom?”

I’m just being a mean person and hanging onto him.

“Do you know what Holloway was like after Evelin disappeared?”

Cynthia hugged my arm tightly.

What is this. You ain’t letting me go?

I tried to pull my hand away, but Cynthia didn’t budge. Seeing me being pushed back by Cynthia, I felt a moment of extreme skepticism.

Was I this weak?

I guess it was time to admit that it was all thanks to the item.

“He lost his expression in an instant. It was creepy… He has been searching for you like crazy, but why is it so hard to catch up with him, even though he’s just a kid running around?”

It’s strange that you still recognize him as a kid even after seeing that.

“Really?”

I wanted to ask if he was suspicious, but I had to be careful with my words in front of Moran.

She’s a kid who has reached the end of her life.

“You know how desperate a child who’s lost his guardian is. From what I’ve heard from Cleta, it seems like the little one went on a boat to earn money and got into this trouble… Maybe that’s why he’s more mature than the others.”

Cynthia yawned slightly, saying that it made sense that he became attached to me, the only one who gave her heart.

Since various situations overlapped, it was understandable that Holloway would be suspected.

Yeah, it’s better than being suspicious.

On the other hand, if she avoids him because she’s suspicious of him, she might be the first to die.

Since he doesn’t want to show himself to me yet, it must be the same for the others.

That’s why it was better to continue seeing him as a child.

“Anyway, he’s a child. Be nice to him because he’s scared.”

“Yeah, well…”

Don’t wanna.

“And I’m scared too.”

What the heck, all of a sudden.

“Be nice to me too…”