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

Catherine Hunt’s autopsy results. Both the name Catherine Hunt and the word autopsy were surprising. I was surprised, having never expected to hear that word already.

“…An autopsy?”

“A magical technique that recreates some of the fragments of one’s memories just before death. You’re asking as if this is your first time hearing it.”

“…ah.”

I nodded. There’s definitely a scene like that… there was. If you collect all the data about the victim character, an event will occur where a video will play like a flash.

‘That’s expressed here with the word autopsy.’

It’s different from the autopsies I knew, but it would be solid evidence. My heart was pounding.

“It’s the weekend anyway, so I thought I’d get some air…”

Even though I was quite shameless, I felt embarrassed to ask this about a topic we met in the basement yesterday. I asked around in a loud voice.

“Is that so?”

“Can I go with you?”

“It’s not possible.”

“There’s a pretty fountain nearby…”

“It’s not possible.”

But the suave psychopath who never stopped grinning and would not leave my side, no matter how hard I tried, did not appear to want to accompany me this time. All I could do was nod in agreement with the fairly forceful rejection.

“…all right. Enjoy your travels.

“Were you ever romantically involved with Catherine Hunt?”

“…not at all. That isn’t how it is; that is its nature.

Who would want to know the results of an autopsy, but he didn’t ask me any more questions. He was, after all, the guy who remained silent when we first encountered him in front of the dubious-looking basement.

“As I mentioned to you yesterday, please refrain from looking for anything that is needlessly risky. Please.

“…It’s not like that. As you said, I will ask the officer to go out with you, so don’t worry about me.”

“I’ll give the policeman a ring. Thinking about it, Miss Green, where are you going?

Alay Kus was the urgent promise at the moment, of course.

“I’m going to see my friend who works at the temple,”

The word “temple” caused a tiny scowl to appear on his face. It occurred to me now that even if I wished to pray for enough money to arrange such a lavish drinking table by myself,… His voice conveyed a hatred for Puck God. Perhaps saying it comes naturally to you.

Upon reflection, the game’s primary axes of light and darkness are the priest and the murderer. Isn’t it time we allowed them to interact?

Maybe it was a good thing that I went out alone.

“All right. I’ll try to join you there when I’m done with my business.”

“No, it’s okay. Have a nice trip.”

“It’s okay not to feel too burdened. I do it because I like it.”

The phrase ‘I do it because I like it’ didn’t sound very good. But Luke treated me like I was a child they gave away. Looking at his eyes, sometimes I even got the illusion that he was just following me around because he was really worried about me.

“Luke.”

“Yes?”

“I’m asking again just in case… The day I was sick. It was a rainy day when I went to the Metropolitan Police Department to interview witnesses.”

“Yes.”

“Did the police officer who picked me up say anything that day?”

Luke immediately shook their heads.

“Why do you ask that?”

“…No, because you keep being overprotective of me.”

“I’m not overprotective.”

He looked at me again and turned around.

‘Yes, it’s not overprotection, it’s surveillance.’

But I was lucky that I was still alive after meeting him in the basement. Instead of complaining any more, I decided to just think about not being noticed by him today, so I met with Mr. Blier and handed over the letter. Alay Kus must have been waiting for my letter, and although she must have been busy with work, she responded in a hurry. I thought he would ask me to meet him at the temple, but the place he designated was the salon in front of the temple. I walked around in front of the carriage parked in the garden, waiting for the police officer to come to meet me.

‘The killer goes to see the autopsy results, but I, who has to dig into the case right away, can’t go? Does this make sense?’

I got grumpy and kicked a stone that got caught in my toes. I’ve never been so alienated as a player. I feel so sad because I just became one of the characters.

“You acted like you were going to follow me around forever, but then you left alone like this.”

Of course, except when I go to hear the autopsy results, being with him is much more difficult. Was there any way to hear the autopsy results?

“See you again sooner than expected, Arbice.”

When I turned around, I saw a police officer standing there wearing the brown uniform worn by police officers and with his dark blue hair cut short to expose his neck. That face looked very familiar.

“Officer Amanta?”

“I heard that you asked me to perform the training again today, so I applied and said I would go.”

“…It’s practice.”

We got into the carriage side by side. The destination was a large salon next to the temple. This place was opened this time due to a popular event, and was one of the representative social gathering places. After the carriage had set off, I had been listening to the regular rattling of its wheels, and suddenly I looked at the face of the police officer sitting in front of me. When she looked at her face, something occurred to her. Catherine Hunt’s autopsy results. Could it be possible to obtain that information through a police officer? Feeling a little sorry that I felt like I was taking advantage of someone who was nice to me, I swallowed my saliva and opened the item window.

“By any chance, Officer Amanta.”

“Yes?”

“This… Would you like to take it?”

Officer Amanta looked blankly at the pure white wild flower necklace I gave her and smiled as if she was a little embarrassed.

“All of this…”

“I thought it was pretty so I tried knitting it. I’m embarrassed to give it to you because it’s such a useless item, but…”

“No. no. It’s so pretty.”

She held it in her hand, as if hesitating for a moment, and then hung it around her neck. Although the clumsy flower necklace, woven with poor workmanship, did not match the officer’s uniform, she fiddled with it with her hands for a while, as if she liked it.

“Actually, it is prohibited to receive items from the general public… This will be okay, right?”

Amanta smiled bitterly.

[Amanta Valve’s favorability has increased.

Lv.1(80/99)]

‘That police inspector was receiving a lot of money from Luke… I can’t believe you said that with just a flower necklace like this. ‘How can it be so pure?’

I hesitated for a moment, then trusted my increased favorability and opened my mouth.

“Well, maybe…”

“Yes?”

“I mean Catherine Hunt. The Duke said he was going to see the autopsy results today.”

The officer’s face darkened slightly.

“…Ah, that’s right. yes. The wizard who came out of the Magic Tower took a very long time to carefully investigate. The autopsy was completed only this morning.”

“Can I know what it was about?”

Amanta looked at me and shook her head. It was as expected.

‘Luke assigned me to watch over me, so it would be even weirder if I just let them know.’

But unlike me, who was just convinced, Officer Amanta was lost in thought for a while and then squeezed my hand with her face full of concern.

“…Wow, I ended up worrying about Arbice.”

“Yes? No.”

“This is not something a good person like Arbice would listen to. Leave the tough stories to the people who do the tough jobs.”

“…No, I…”

“I got my officer badge fairly quickly, but this is the first time that such a series of chaotic and horrific incidents have occurred. I understand that you are worried and cannot bear it, but please trust and leave it to the Metropolitan Police Department.”

I slightly shook my head as I looked at Officer Amanta, who was trying to reassure me in any way possible.

‘…Wrong. You only stimulated responsibility unnecessarily…’

After that, Officer Amanta continued to tell me various stories from the Metropolitan Police Department to reassure me until we arrived at the salon. A new weapon has been introduced, and they are training hard… However, there was a reason why I couldn’t just trust the police and sit back.

‘If the Metropolitan Police Department can solve the case, the game itself will not work…’

I asked about Caterine Hunt’s autopsy for no reason, but I was exhausted by the time I arrived at the salon, where I only heard about Officer Amanta’s enthusiastic talk about the police department, who was starting to worry about me. When I arrived at the salon, I stopped at the entrance. The large, beige hall decorated with colorful crystals and chandeliers on a very high floor gave off an overwhelming feeling that was completely different from when looking at it through a monitor. Unlike modern interior decoration, the walls and ceiling were filled with ornaments, paintings, sculptures, plants, etc. with the feeling of leaving no blank space, creating a unique atmosphere in its own way. A man with a sophisticated style who appeared to be a clerk came over and held the door open.

“Did you make a reservation?”

“Ah yes. It will be in Alay Kus’s name.”

“Let’s see… It’s here. We will guide you right away. Please follow me.”

The clerk led me to a table in the exact center of a large hall.

The sofa, which was soft enough to sink your body into, was covered with cloth embroidered with colorful patterns, and the table was also covered with embroidered cloth. I watched the waiter leave the menu and walked away, and then I was mesmerized by the gorgeous interior decoration, which even included a fountain.

‘Wow, this is how it looks here.’

“Um, maybe it’s the Rearmond family’s home school…”

“Hey, what do you say when you say that? Are you Miss Arbice Green?”

When I turned around at the sudden sound of words, three women in fancy suits were standing behind me.

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