The characters in the horror game have a crush on me

do you know?

That monster, even if it hurt everyone, never hurt you...

It just wants to stay in your life stubbornly and keep you healthy and happy.

——Don’t be accompanied by disaster forever because of it;

——Don't just lie on the hospital bed forever...

After hearing these few words, Jiang Yilin gently closed his eyes.

The clown doll felt Jiang Yilin's mood changes, and couldn't help stretching out his small hand distressedly, and squeezed his earlobe, as if gently massaging the soft heart of the young man.

"Yahah-"

--do not be sad.

"Yahah-"

--do not be sad.

The clown doll lay on Jiang Yilin's face again, licking him like a coquettish kitten, like a kind of sweet comfort.

"What about the second thing?"

Jiang Yilin raised the clown doll high up, opened his eyes slightly, and asked.

——He never thought that the truth would be so cruel...

【The second thing, that is—】

【Mr. Jiang, Slender Ghost really listens to you, do you know that? 】

【You said that it killed everyone and pretended to be them. In fact, it didn’t kill other people. It just attached itself to their bodies. Those people still retain their inherent consciousness. Once it leaves, they They will wake up - but, because of Slender Ghost's physical problems, they will also be seriously ill. 】

【Don't worry...it didn't kill anyone. 】

[Because your subconscious mind thinks that killing people is the biggest mistake, I also said that all the copies of the horror world are constructed by your cognition. 】

[Therefore, when we built this dungeon, we arranged for it to be dissuaded from killing by you when you were young. 】

[It listens. 】

【—So, after that, it really didn't kill anyone again. 】

"But when I first entered this dungeon... there was a line in the notification tone you gave—"

Jiang Yilin's voice was a little low, his handsome brows were slightly frowned, and his expression was still calm, but there were continuous waves in his heart.

The clown doll slipped into the arms of the black-haired young man, rubbing against Jiang Yilin.

Jiang Yilin was thinking, and there was a sentence that was——

——[Those who approach him will die. 】

"Isn't that a preview? Isn't that his real idea?"

The black-haired youth muttered to himself.

The system chuckled and quickly interrupted him.

【That's right, Slender Ghost did have such an idea...but, but...】

【—But it really listens to you. 】

【You don't like killing people, so it doesn't kill people. 】

[It's true, try to love you like a human——]

【——For you, it will never be a monster. 】

The black-haired young man was silent for a long time. After hearing the words of the system, for some reason, he felt that all his previous thoughts had been cut off by an invisible thread.

——He may have fallen into a misunderstanding of thinking.

——Monsters are monsters, people are people... He thought this dungeon made this distinction very clear.

Although Jiang Yilin lost his memory, he probably also knew that in his original world, such supernatural creatures did not exist.

Therefore, he didn't quite know what kind of emotions the monsters in this world contained.

Combined with the threatening introduction of the slender ghost that the system said after entering this dungeon, even if it sent a rose on a rainy night, Jiang Yilin prefers that it lacks more human qualities.

——Tenderness, tolerance, tolerance, kindness.

But it turned out that the person who misunderstood it in the end was himself.

[Mr. Jiang...Mr. Jiang? 】

The system felt Jiang Yilin's emotional fluctuations, and he felt some indescribable joy.

——Mr. Jiang, whom it admires the most, this man whom it regards as a god... Will he also feel guilty?Because of a ghost?

——Does that mean that... he will... also treat...

"System, I want to know, what is the reward for this dungeon?"

Jiang Yilin was silent for a while, and asked, "About my memory... I have one more request about the reward."

【what? 】

"I want to go back and have a look... what happened to that dungeon at the end."

——I want to say sorry to that little monster.

The black-haired youth held the clown doll and thought so.

In the depths of Jiang Yilin's invisible consciousness, the system suddenly showed a pleasant smile.

It was like the behavior of the black-haired youth, which fell right into its arms.

【Can. 】

[However... In exchange, the rewards you get from the relevant memory pictures in this dungeon will be simplified accordingly, and will only become some extracted information. 】

[This, Mr. Jiang, will you accept it? 】

"I accept."

[Ding——Ding——]

[Detection——detection——]

[The slender ghost copy is backtracking——]

The sound of the system rang.

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Another burst of white light flashed in front of Jiang Yilin.

At this moment, the last dungeon, the scenes after he left were revealed one by one.

The snow-white wall gradually crumbled, and the air seemed to be filled with the fragrance of various roses, as if soaking deep into the tip of his nose in an instant, massaging every nerve ending in his brain.

Jiang Yilin raised his head.

After he left, the dark clouds in the sky have not dispersed, and the sun has not yet set.The whole manor is still gray, as if lifeless.

He took a few steps forward, and finally saw the figure of the tall monster.

The slender ghost was still curled up pitifully.

But at this moment, for some reason, it changed into a white suit instead of the solemn black as before.

The system explained next to it:

【Because when it was with you, you also told it that ghosts don't have to be dressed in black, they can also be pure white and innocent...】

【—Ghosts don’t necessarily have to kill people. 】

【So, it changed its body shape, using your favorite state, waiting for you to come back. 】

The black-haired youth did not speak, still holding the ignorant clown doll in his hand, and turned into a phantom, looking at the shrunken body.

The slender ghost sat blankly in the rose bushes, resting its chin on its hands, like a scarecrow in the rice field, guarding the entire rice field.

—and it guards his roses, and those who would receive them.

And the field of roses in front of the slender ghost was something that Jiang Yilin had ignored before, the dozen or so roses were only darkly colored.

The monster in a suit stared straight at Huahai, just sat there with his head raised, as if he didn't want to leave a step, and didn't want to be distracted for a second.

………………

"This manor will be yours in the future, what do you want to grow?"

"No idea."

"And do you like roses, little one?"

"As for roses... I prefer lighter colors, with a kind of noble alienation."

………………

In fact, the original real godfather never planted pure black roses in the garden.

Because Jiang Yilin doesn't like the extreme darkness, he thinks it is too depressing and compelling, so the godfather doesn't like it.

And the pure black roses that Jiang Yilin saw later were actually planted after the slender ghost possessed the godfather.

——Every rose contains its most sincere heart.

What Jiang Yilin didn't know was...the black roses that Slender Ghosting wanted to give him the most, the flower language contained in them was——

——I am a devil, and I belong to you.

………………

In the end, the dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the shallow sunshine returned to the world.

——Is it an illusion?

The slender ghost thought to himself.

The monster in the suit seemed to see the young man who left suddenly, and then returned to it, holding a doll it had never seen before.

The young man stood not far away, the expression on his face was indistinct, as if he was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

"sorry."

The slender ghost seemed to hear the familiar cold voice ringing in its ears.

"I'm sorry... I misunderstood you."

——It must be an illusion...

it thought.

The sun was too dazzling, and it was not suitable for a ghost like it to appear in daylight.

——It must be the sunlight that made its consciousness a little blurred.

However, the slender ghost still couldn't help having a little reverie.

— Its belongings, back.

The monster in a white suit blankly stretched out its palm towards what it thought was an illusion. The face without facial features seemed to be shed with tears, or it seemed to be just morning dew.

—I really listen to you... my little bride.

—I love you...don't go.