I'm a Supporting Role in a Horror Game, Don't Kill Me

I stared at the chair Luke was holding. It’s polite to treat a lady, but wasn’t it too much for an employer to show to his employees?

“…I also have hands.”

“I know.”

I didn’t mean to discredit him, but I assumed he’d be embarrassed, but Luke simply nodded. If you respond like that, I have nothing to say. I had no choice but to sit down in the chair that the killer had given me. I wondered what Luke was up to, so they wrapped a warm blanket around my shoulders, unwrapped a napkin and handed it to me, and rearranged the other plates so they were easier for me to pick up. Then, without asking, he filled the glass with ice, poured some alcohol beside him, and handed it to me. It’s great to see the amber liquid flowing.

“…How do you know what I should drink?”

“Because you seemed to like it last time.”

After hearing those words, I put my nose in and smelled the scent, and a very sweet fruity scent slowly rose up. I had already smelled that scent, which seemed to be a mixture of grapes and apples, stronger than the scent of wine. This is definitely the brandy I thought had a nice smell when I drank it last time. But I never said I liked this drink, and because it was Luke’s game, I barely drank it to stay alert.

‘How on earth did you know?’

Luke laughed and he muttered.

“I think I told you this last time. All of your thoughts are revealed in your facial expressions.”

‘…Are my thoughts that easy to read?’

I glared at him dissatisfied, and he smiled with that handsome face. I barely swallowed the sign that had now become a habit.

“Why did you call me?”

“Because I have many things to talk about. And wouldn’t it be quicker for Miss Green to ask me than to search the whole house?”

…If he said that, I would have nothing to say. It was a situation where there was nothing we could do even if he was cut off right away.

“They set it up so beautifully and enjoy the drinks, but I feel like I’m disturbing them.”

He filled his glass and pointed his finger at the sky.

“I don’t know how it will look, but this is like my own ritual. Instead of praying to God?”

Did that mean it’s like an ancestral rite table?

“You can pray at the temple.”

“The god I believe in in the temple gave me only punishment, curses, and shackles. I’m too annoyed to kneel before a god like that. To the point where I don’t even want to believe in the existence of God.”

“…Do you even prepare a table like this for a god you don’t believe in?”

He smiled bitterly.

“Still, it’s hard to live without believing in anything… Because I have no one to rely on. It gradually became like this. If I don’t want to go crazy, I need to be in something.”

When I listened to him and looked again, the food prepared on the table looked different. Come to think of it, there wasn’t even a trace of the food being touched. I thought he was going to have a drinking party on the rooftop, giving off the atmosphere of eating well and living well alone, but when he said it was his own way of praying, it seemed somewhat sad. I lowered my gaze. It’s so strange that I keep feeling sorry for him.

“…Why did you call me? I just want to talk quickly and go to sleep quickly.”

Luke emptied his glass, filled it again, looked at me intently and said.

“I have a favor to ask Miss Green.”

“Please speak.”

“Because I’m not used to this kind of thing. I think I got the order wrong.”

“…What do you mean?”

He hesitated for a moment and then moved his lips.

“Remember… So, it’s my first time meeting someone who doesn’t lose their memories. So I didn’t know how to deal with it.”

‘What are you talking about?’

I narrowed my eyes at the completely incomprehensible words. If I could guess, it would be that. The moment when Luke looked straight at me and said ‘memory erase’. That was the first and last time I saw a system error message appear. I thought it might be an important clue, but no matter how many times I ran into Luke, that message didn’t pop up again.

‘But a person who never loses his memory? Does that mean that other people are suffering from forgetfulness?’

“…Why am I the one who remembers and never loses my memories?”

“I want to ask that too. Why do you remember?”

“…I don’t know that either. I don’t even know what I remember in the first place.”

He closed his eyes, smiled, and looked at me with serious eyes.

“I thought so, but is there any clue as to why?”

If he didn’t know what’s going on, how could he guess? Since it was a one-on-one conversation event with the killer, I was concentrating as much as possible on the conversation because I thought I might be able to get some clues, but since it was all nonsense, I had no idea what he was talking about.

‘If I were to say that I have something different from other people… Is it because I am not from this world?’

But I couldn’t admit it. It’s obvious that I would be treated like a mentally ill person. And just as Luke was hiding something from me, I also felt like I had to leave my secret behind so that I could have some cards to use at the end, so I kept quiet about the ‘secret corners’. I just shrugged my shoulders and he sighed and refilled my empty glass.

“Of course it may not be a big deal, but I think it was a big deal to me. I was more concerned about it than I thought. So I thought I couldn’t just leave it alone so I had to take care and protect it… It’s difficult.”

“…Protect it?”

“Yes. However, rather than blindly watching, I thought it might be better to explain the context a little more.”

“…yes?”

“I feel like if you go around looking all over the place like this, no matter how much I am around, it will be of no use.”

I gave up trying to understand the psychopath’s incomprehensible words and looked away to enjoy the fantastic surroundings again. Mild lighting, a cool breeze that feels just right for being wrapped in a blanket, sweet-smelling alcohol, and appetizing food. And the garden of Rearmond Manor, seen from the rooftop, was also a great sight to see. When I was just wandering around on the floor, I thought the rose bushes looked like a maze, but when I looked down from the rooftop, I saw that they were really made of a maze-like structure.

‘I don’t understand, but what are you trying to say to deceive me by making people feel good like this? You think I’ll get over it?’

As I bit my lip and opened my eyes, he broke his serious expression and bent his back.

“…Pfft. Tsk tsk.”

[Luke Rearmond’s favorability has increased.

Lv.3(45/396)]

The sudden increase in favorability and laughter without context suddenly reminded me of the stories I heard in front of the temple. Did they say that Luke was kind to everyone, but was not really close to anyone? He’s a person who didn’t give much of his heart…

‘Hmph, I don’t want him to give his heart away… That guy’s likeability keeps rising all the time even though it’s not necessary.’

Whether or not I saw it with such unfavorable eyes, Luke straightened up after laughing as hard as he wanted to.

“Hehe… You may be tired of me saying you are a fun person, but you are a really fun person.”

“…That’s really good.”

Luke took a long breath and seemed to have come to his senses before coming back and looking at me with a calm expression.

“I can’t go into detail, but it’s not easy for people to endure this kind of environment. So I was worried that you might be depressed. But I think you’re okay.”

I narrowed my eyes. Of course, there were plenty of things to be depressed about, but what is this ‘environment’ he is talking about? Suddenly, the image of the giant spider creature that I encountered with Luke passed through my mind. It’s a story related to a serial murder that has been plastered all over the newspapers one after another, and the places related to the search for missing people that I saw when I went out with him. Moreover, he was almost murdered by someone in the alley in front of the police station. The despair of being in a game with no way out and the fear of having to face and live with a killer every day were so great that my feelings about other things were blurred… If you thought about it, it was true that I was in a very unfortunate situation, even from the perspective of others who did not know that I was in the game. But it’s really strange to hear that from the mouth of Luke. Because it was literally the core cause of all the circumstances that I found difficult to endure.

“…Thank you for your concern.”

He nodded his head cheerfully, seeing as how he accepted the greeting that had been given in an unreasonable manner.

“It was nothing.”

‘Even if you notice it, you don’t.’

“…So, the reason you asked to see me…”

“Ah yes. The reason I asked to see you today is because I wanted to tell you that you mean a lot to me.”

‘Wow, you have the audacity to say such mean things.’

If anyone heard it, they would think it was a confession between lovers. I lowered my eyes and took a sip of my drink, avoiding his silver eyes that were looking at me seriously. I thought I might misunderstand while looking at his melodious eyes. And to distract him, I laughed and told a joke.

“You said last time that you were looking for someone to lift the curse. Can that be me?”

There was no answer for a while, so I looked at him and saw Luke shaking his head with a very serious and thoughtful look on his face.

“That’s not it. That’s not it… I feel like I’ve met someone who can become a friend.”

“…Me?”

“Well, it must be painful not to be able to forget. Still, it’s a good thing. I didn’t know, I never even thought about it, but I may have felt a little lonely and frustrated too. For a very long time… Because it was here.”

His gloomy eyes looked like a tired puppy waiting for its owner who would not return for a very long time.

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