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

“…Did it look like that?”

“Yes. So, did you choose a gun you like?”

I hesitated for a moment and then shook my head. If there wasn’t a gun I particularly liked, I thought it would be best to use something I was familiar with.

“No, I’ll just use my original revolver.”

Luke nodded his head.

“It’s not a bad choice. Although the range is short, it will be easier and better to shoot continuously than a rifle. The weight is also good.”

“Yes, that’s true, but…”

Pretending to have prepared a revolver in advance, I put my hand in my bag, looked up the revolver in the item window, and took it out. The feeling of cold metal in my hands suddenly reminded me of the day I was surprised when I held the door handle when I first entered this game, and I laughed bitterly.

‘At that time, I never thought I would adapt like this.’

Now, I’ve gotten so used to the fact that this isn’t a dream and that I’m completely alive and breathing as a being in the game, that I often forget that it’s even a game.

I swiped the revolver with my hand and muttered to Luke.

“I feel like this gun might not be enough. When I shot the kidnapper with this, it hurt a little, but that was it.”

“I guess so.”

“…Aren’t you surprised?”

Luke closed the lid of the box and nodded his head indifferently.

“Because I tried it.”

Thud.

The sound of the box closing was loud.

‘…That box, how heavy is the lid that makes that sound?’

As I stared at him, Luke straightened his back and pointed at my gun.

“That’s why I invited you here, Miss Green. It also has weaknesses.”

“Weakness?”

“As you can see, if you break that mask, it doesn’t seem to retain its substance.”

“…ah!”

The moment Luke cut his mask in half came back to me.

The scene where the cross section of the mask split in two looked white and the clothes the person was wearing magically sank to the floor.

“Then…?”

“Anyway, seeing as it reappears intact, it doesn’t seem like it’s going to die, but it won’t be of any use. All you need to do is aim and shoot exactly at the center of the forehead.”

‘The middle of the forehead. Do I know this because I’ve done it too?’

I looked strangely at Luke opening another box. I’m not sure how often the kidnapper and Luke met, but it sounded like they met often enough that they tried every method just by hearing what Luke said.

I’ve lived in the same house with Luke since DAY 1. Did he have the time to meet with the kidnapper so often and even fight with him?

Baron Beria, who died on DAY 1, is only mentioned as her fifth victim.

‘Then, after the first victim came out, did incidents such as serial murders and disappearances continue to occur even before the game started?’

Even if I think about it, I don’t have much time.

While I was lost in thought, Luke took out two large leather cases from another box and placed them in my hands. When I took a quick look inside, it was full of bullets.

“You can use this silver bullet for actual combat, and the other bullets for practice.”

“Ah, yes.”

“Then shall we practice now?”

“That is… Ah, well, it’s good.”

I was grateful for Luke’ willingness to teach me, but I also wondered what this meant.

To me, a gun was just an item.

‘Just aim at the target according to the automatic leader line.’

However, I was very interested in what purpose Luke created this room and what his shooting skills were like. I deliberately did not show my true feelings and just quietly did as he told me and stood looking at the target.

Luke handed me a bullet and pointed to one of the two targets hanging side by side in front of me.

“First, shoot while thinking that you are shooting in the center of the target.”

‘…Well, it’s very easy.’

The first time I fired a revolver at a kidnapper, I hit all of them without missing too much. I loaded the bullet and fired, holding the revolver tightly with both hands.

Bang!

The bullet hit the center of the target almost exactly. I looked back at Luke in triumph.

As if my skills were better than expected, Luke clapped his hands.

“So, would you like to shoot three shots in a row this time?”

‘Is there any difference between one shot or three shots?’

I filled the chamber again with bullets and aimed the gun.

Bang, bang, bang!

Three bullets fired one after another made a loud noise.

‘…Ugh. The recoil is much stronger than I expected.’

When I fired the gun at the kidnapper, the situation was so urgent that I fired with the hope that the gun would just hit anywhere, so I wasn’t in a situation like now where I had to worry about recoil or anything like that. However, after shooting in a place where there are no other distractions, I can clearly see that shooting continuously is difficult.

The bullets in the target were lined up in a row. The last bullet fired missed the center by quite a bit. Moreover, they were all distributed to the left of the center.

‘…It’s almost in the center, but it’s a waste.’

Luke was looking at me, not at the target.

When he saw that I was confused by the recoil, he tilted his head and told me to shoot one more time. As he said, I looked at the aiming point again and pulled the trigger.

Bang, bang, bang!

Only after three more sounds did Luke turn their attention from me to the target. Then he still looked at me as if something was strange.

“As expected, compared to your general skills, your skill in changing direction is poor.”

“…What are you saying so openly?”

“If you think about it the other way around, you have great sense. I don’t think he’s ever shot much, but his aiming skills are amazing.”

He seemed to be thinking deeply about something, but then he seemed to stop thinking and came closer to me. He came up behind me as I was refilling the bullets one by one, bent his waist and lowered his head as if he was trying to see a target in my field of vision, and put his face right next to mine.

Gulp.

‘…It’s too close.’

It was burdensome to be in the same room as a criminal, even in a secret room, but it was difficult to get this close. Moreover, it was troubling in another way when I rolled my eyes and his smooth face came right next to mine, almost as if he was touching my cheek.

‘…The biggest problem is not being unpleasant at all.’

Maybe I’ve become strangely close to him recently. I lined up my gun and target and looked at him, then grunted angrily at Luke, who straightened his body.

“The Duke’s main weapon isn’t even a gun. I think you just need to tell me how to avoid having my gun taken away.”

‘That strange pitch-black sword is the weapon.’

After hearing what I said, Luke must have thought my defense was plausible, so he took the gun from me and turned the chamber. Because of his beauty and perfect proportions, he often looked rather creepy.

As Luke put his gun in his hand, his breathtaking charm was heightened, making him want to get close and never want to go near him. That dangerous charm catches the attention of others.

I stared at his gray eyes with the revolver in them for a while, then came to my senses when I realized he was winking at me.

“Do you mind if I demonstrate it to you?”

“That is… Sure.”

“Let me show you how I lived.”

‘You’re making such grandiose comments just for shooting a gun…?’

I was embarrassed and hurriedly shifted my gaze to the target. Again, I was mesmerized once more.

You might get used to it if you see it so often, but it seems like you don’t develop immunity when a person is too good-looking.

‘It’s all pointless to say things like the man who is walking backwards is the most handsome, or the man who is concentrating on work is the most handsome. A good-looking man is just like a picture no matter what he does.’

He sighed inwardly, but Luke waved his hand.

“Yes?”

“You’d better cover your ears.”

“Ah… yes.”

He suddenly covered his ears with both hands and simultaneously pulled the trigger of his gun, holding it with only one hand.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

‘…what are you doing? Can you handle the recoil with one hand?’

With that thought in mind, there was only one hole in the target. Even when I squinted, all I could see was a single hole in the exact center of the target. His skill was so amazing that after the first shot, all bullets passed through the same hole without any deviation.

‘…Is this the Robin Hood shot in archery?’

Shooting overlapping in the same spot. I was so shocked that I didn’t even think to let out an exclamation. There was no room for argument that his skills were far superior to my skills, which were assisted by the game system.

‘It’s like the skill of a Korean archer who hasn’t been ranked number one in world Olympic archery for over 20 years.’

How could that be?

Luke probably had a lot of work to do, but do they really have that much time to practice their pistol skills while stuck here?

Luke seemed to be very leisurely these days, and you could tell just how busy he had been just by looking at his achievements so far and the appreciation plaque he received from the King. It is said that there are many places such as relief homes for the poor and trauma hospitals that Luke themselves built or sponsored.

‘…Even though that guy is the main character of the game, is it okay for him to be this unbalanced? ‘Is there nothing I can’t do?’

I was shocked and looked back at him blankly.

 

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