“Sister, that man passed out.”
“It’s fine. I got all the information I could get.”
To summarize, all those who came here were prisoners whose death sentences were confirmed.
They were sent by the Empress.
However, how could the Empress know about this place?
She’s never been here before.
There’s no way the demons would let a human who came here live.
So why did she send humans here when she has never been here before?
And how did she send them here? How did she know there was a box?
The incident on the island happened a thousand years ago, though…
When looking at the island’s past, there was a man who spoke with a domineering tone.
Could that man’s descendant be the Empress?
If that’s true, then it’s not strange that she knew about this island.
It could have been passed down by word of mouth by those involved in the island’s secrets.
…Does she, perhaps, even know that we were stranded here?
My thoughts were going round and round, yet I couldn’t find a single correct answer.
Above all, even if there was an escape route, that guy who deserved to die didn’t seem to know about it.
He said there was a place he came in, but he was left alone the moment he came in.
There was no way out.
That meant that even if I asked him about the escape gate, I wouldn’t get any information.
What bothered me the most was that everyone here was a death row inmate.
…This game’s difficulty level has gotten seriously high, though.
In addition to monsters, I had to deal with such vicious criminals.
Do you think the vicious criminals will listen to people? Absolutely not.
Those who were sentenced to death for a reason would enjoy this place where murder is implicitly permitted more than anyone else.
Although I don’t know if they’d enjoy seeing monsters, our group was in danger.
Even more so because they weren’t wearing prison uniforms.
We could have just thought they were normal people and walked around with them.
I’m starting to have a headache, you know…
First, I had to inform the group of the danger and share the information I got.
But I feel like I really need to do it.
Because they were more capable than me.
They might have already dug up the information themselves.
Besides that, the demons would kill them anyway. It was the same when I first came in.
‘Then I don’t have to worry about anything?’
Feeling a little lighter, I took off the upper body of the unconscious man. I heard Holloway’s absurd voice behind me.
“Sister… What are you doing?”
“It’s dangerous if I leave him loose.”
I tied both of his hands with the clothes I took off. I’m not sure if it will help, but…
I felt better if I did this.
I stepped on the unconscious criminal’s face and grabbed the doorknob of the banquet hall.
“Sister, you won’t kill him?”
“I can’t kill people.”
“You say you’re the serial killer Purple Princess.”
Don’t say it out loud…
I opened my mouth without letting on that I was ashamed as possible.
If I did, Holloway would tease me more.
“I lied to find out what was going on.”
“Yes, Miss Purple Princess.”
“…”
Stop it.
My face turned red on its own.
“You look cute when you blush.”
“Thanks…”
“I mean it. But you were sent by the Empress too, Sister?”
“You’ll know if you hear me. I lied. I hate the Empress.”
Such a bad luck.
I hated her even more because she kept trying to get the annoying prince to hook up with me. Because of that, Cynthia, the Princess, didn’t look at me very well.
Even more so because the Princess and Prince factions were fighting.
Did I really think I would marry that person with anger management issues?
With that damned man who says I have no dignity and believes in his family, keeps talking nonsense?
With that man who is so rude that I can’t even think of him as an Imperial?
I can’t live with this sadness.
I put up with him because he was an Imperial, but he has gone too far with his rudeness. My parents and brother found out and tried to stop him from making a fuss, but…
I shouldn’t have stopped them.
“Why?”
“Because she kept trying to make His Highness my partner.”
Crack.
The doorknob fell off in an instant. Holloway smiled brightly and held it out to me.
“Huh? Why is this in my hand? Look at this, Sister! The handle is too weak.”
No…
You’re just so damn strong.
“Then when you go back, Sister, are you going to marry that guy?”
“I hate that guy.”
“Indeed. You hate ugly people, don’t you?”
“I don’t hate them. I hate people with bad hearts.”
“I like that kind of Sister, too.”
Holloway said cheerfully and stuck the handle into the floor.
When I opened my mouth wide, Holloway covered his mouth with both hands and pretended to be surprised.
“T-The handle is weird!”
“…Let’s go in.”
“Yes, Sister.”
I finally opened the door to the banquet hall and went inside.
With wine in the glass, the walls decorated with fragrant flowers, and the hot food, this place was no different from the party halls I’d always seen outside.
The scary thing was that the piano keys were pressed and the dishes clanked and moved even though no one was there.
“What is this place…”
“This seems to be a party hall.”
Why does he always answer the questions I ask like that?
I mean, does it seem like I really asked that.
I have to find out what’s there first…
It was the moment when I took a step inside while trembling.
Pop—!
The bright light went out and darkness filled the room.
“You can scare me with something like this.”
“…?”
[Holloway tilts his head, wondering ‘Did I hear that right?’]
I think you heard that right.
“So you’re scared?”
“Of course.”
“Ah…”
At that moment, a cold air seeped into my back.
I trembled in the cold enough to make my whole body shiver and held onto Holloway’s small hand tightly.
“Sister, you’re really…”
[Holloway thinks ‘You’re cute when you pretend not to be’.]
I don’t care about that kind of thinking, now…
“If you’re that scared, let’s go out.”
“Even if we do, it won’t stop being scary.”
“That’s true.”
You can’t possibly know my agony that I have to look around even if I’m scared since there’s an unlocked room.
I took a step forward without ever looking back.
What’s the worst thing you can do in a horror movie?
Look back.
If you look back, you die.
Even if someone slaps the back of my head, I shouldn’t look back.
But if I’m really curious, I’ll sneak a quick glance.
Swish, swish…
Someone kept stimulating my curiosity. I could constantly hear the sound of long clothes brushing behind me.
[Holloways’ hand that was held did not hurt, but he was worried about your pale hands.]
You’re kind, Holloway.
—Ssssh…
“…”
I didn’t hear anything.
Holloway glanced up at me.
After thinking hard about something, he, all of a sudden, tripped over my feet as I was walking straight.
Suddenly, I stumbled forward really hard.
“Why is your character like that?”
“It wasn’t me…”
“You’re the short one!”
“Um…”
That’s strange.
Normally, if I did that, he’d be angry because I said his legs were short.
“Wouldn’t it be better to get up faster?”
“Right.”
There’s a reason for this.
When I put my hands on the floor to jump up.
Thud.
Goosebumps ran all over my body.
“Sister.”
“Is that Holloway’s thigh?”
“Why would my thigh be there.”
“Then whose is it, tell me.”
“Calm down.”
“Calm down?! What is calm down?!”
“Ah, to put it in simpler terms…Make your heart cooler.”
I wonder if you guys know that saying things like that is worse than a personal attack.
He thought I didn’t know what he meant, so he kindly explained it to me in other words, so should I say he’s kind, I wonder…
I couldn’t tell whether I should lament the fact that he thought I was an idiot.
I tried to get up in a bad mood, yet my hand got buried in something soft and fell down.
Something was stuck to the inside of my hand. I calmly but quickly opened my mouth.
“Holloway, grab my hand and pull it out.”
“Wait.”
“Hurry up! Pull it out quickly!”
Just as Holloway grabbed my wrist while I was making a total cene and freaking out, someone kicked me in the stomach.
Bugh!
“Cough!”
I felt a sharp pain in my stomach and crouched on the floor, shaking.
“Sister!”
Crack!
I didn’t have to guess who the owner of the large foot that was crushing my neck was.
“Miss, isn’t that a bit too much of a prank? Damn it… I couldn’t breathe for a second.”
“I hit you with the intention of stopping you, but it’s too bad.”
I gritted my teeth and grinned. The vicious criminal made an indescribable face and grumbled.
“Isn’t it because you’re the Purple Princess that you’re so brave?”
“Ugh, gasp.”
Stop that Purple Princess.
I moaned because I was so embarrassed and ashamed, yet Holloway seemed to think I was in pain.
“Sisteeeer…”
Halloway sniffled and grabbed my hand. In the meantime, tears welled up in my eyes at Holloway, who saved me from the squishy place.
“My cute little brother, you’re so kind…”
“Little brother?”
I decided to keep my mouth shut as Holloway suddenly became cold.
[Would you like to use the Blue Ring?]
So I had to use it separately to block it?!
Was it written in the manual?!
There was nothing like that for the mirror, but since each item had a different usage method, my head hurt.
I finished grumbling briefly and was about to use the ring.
“Get out of here, brat.”
Thud!
“Ugh…!”
“Holloway!”
“Augh…”
The moment I heard Holloway groaning, something I had been holding on to suddenly snapped.
“There’s no more troublemakers now?”
Although he looked like a child, he was kicked without hesitation.
I met his eyes and opened my mouth.
“He’s a kid.”
“I know.”
“He’s young.”
“I know.”
“You know and still did it?”
“…?”
Anderson hesitated as he felt something strange at my repeated questions.
I strode towards him and closed the distance, unbuckling the belt on his waist.
“Haha! That’s right, that’s how it should be!”
The vicious criminal burst into hearty laughter.
“S-Sister. What are you doing…”
I unbuckled his belt and held it so tightly that my fingernails dug into it.
“If you knew and still did it, I wouldn’t forgive you, you know. He’s a kid I’ve been protecting so dearly.”
“You’ve been going kid, kid since a while. What’s wrong with hitting a kid?”
Asking that is an out.
I hit him in the middle with my knee and pushed him away, getting up.
“This fucking shit…! Why do you keep hitting the vital spot… UGH!”
I looked down at him, pressing my foot against his neck so that he couldn’t continue speaking.
I quickly raised the belt high.
“I don’t forgive anyone who hits a kid.”
[Your attack power temporarily increases explosively when you are extremely angry!]
Without looking at the spear, I just slammed the belt into his stomach.
The sound of the wind blocking was eerie.
Swish!
“KEUAAAAGH!”
At that scream, the sound of the hem of his clothes being dragged stopped as if it were a lie.
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