How does it feel to step into a B-grade horror game? - 62

Episode 62.

“… Hakan, I miss you.”

His whirlwind of thoughts stopped. He looked up and made eye contact with her.

“… It’s not going to go away, is it?”

There was a painful, painful, voice. The tip of Fidelis’ nose turned sour. Fidelis nodded, cupping his cheek.

“That’s not going to happen anymore. That’s what I’m here for. To be together.”

Hakan’s lips touched her forehead reverently. He kissed her deeply, as if swearing something, and then his lips dropped. Then it touched and fell on her cheeks, nose, eyes, and finally her chin.

He gently grabbed Fidelis’ chin and rubbed her lips with his thumb covetously, then poked his face into the hook. He stopped, nose-to-nose, lip-to-lip sense, each other’s breath felt. An excessively low voice rang in his ears.

“… Can I do that?”

Her lips brushed against his. That was all it was for, and her arms around her waist tightened.

“I’m waiting…”

Her cheeks flushed slightly, she muttered, and immediately after that, his lips fell on hers. It was a kiss that revealed an uncontrollable possessiveness. The intensifying kiss kept Fidelis awake. Hakan gently wrapped his arms around Fidelis’ neck as he was pushed backwards.

After devouring her lips for a long time, he finally fell. Then he kissed her on the lips lightly again. And once again.

“That’s it, stop….”

Fidelis put her hand on her chest to push him away, and his heartbeat was reflected in the palm of her hand. He grabbed her flinched hand and kissed her lips again.

Side, side, she turned her head as she heard the sound clearly.

“Why?”

“Well, stop….”

Fidelis blushed at what seemed to be an explicit gaze and crept into his arms to hide. His bulk completely obscured Fidelis. Feeling better, he twitched back into her skull.

“Stop…!”

“One last time.”

He kissed her lightly on the lips again and smiled sweetly.

“You’re not going to let me see you…?”

Fidelis looked up at him as if it was never going to end, and she laughed like she had lost and fell off the back of her neck. Fidelis wrapped her arms around her neck in surprise, and he gently hugged her.

“Let’s go right away.”

[Now, wait!]

[Wooh… Lil Forgotten… I don’t think so… g.]

“Oh.”

He made a muffled sound, wondering if he had really forgotten. Edu and Essie slapped him on the ankle, but he just kept them floating nonchalantly.

“Why did they show up?”

“Oh, you were with me.”

“… Together?”

His eyebrows twitched in dissatisfaction. Fidelis rubbed his eyebrows as he spoke.

“I’ll tell you all the details when I meet you.”

Hakan’s fingers smoothed her unusually red and swollen lips.

“Yes. It’s a shame, but I’ll put up with it for now.”

Smiling broadly, he kissed Fidelis’ soft cheek and teleported to the Swald family’s mansion.

Of course, Edu and Essie are also together.

* * *

Staring at the large mansion, Fidelis couldn’t keep his mouth shut. Hakan stared at her with her mouth wide open, as if she were dying of cuteness. Hakan and she were currently waiting for Isota to come out.

Just as he was admiring the windows of the great mansion at the end of the vast garden, Isota was running toward him from a distance. She was on duty, and when she heard that Fidelis had returned, she rushed blindly, using magic and not thinking of moving.

Hakan, who had been holding Fidelis closely, carefully lowered her and took the flower in her hand. He was running so desperately that one of his shoes had come off and he was barefoot, and his eyes were already full of tears.

Her unkempt hair was untidy, and Shion was running beside her, smiling brightly.

“Are you Reese?”

“Yes!”

Fidelis ran to the open front door and shouted: Isota didn’t slow down and snuggled up to her. Hakan held him firmly behind as he was about to fall backwards under the weight of it. Shion, who was running from the side, gasped.

“Uh, how….”

Isota’s face quickly became wet with tears as she stammered her face with her stammering hands. Fidelis was also teary-eyed, wiping the tears from her cheeks.

“Well, you’re welcome… You’re welcome, Reese. Welcome to my house….”

Smiling as brightly as he could in a muffled voice, Isota greeted her. ‘My house,’ says Isotae Fidelis, smiling brightly and opening his lips.

“I’m back… Sister.”

“Hmm… yes, yes.”

Isota hugged Warak Fidelis and stroked her head and cried uncontrollably. I believed he would come back. Chester’s words, Fidelis’ words, he tried not to let go of the unbroken line. I couldn’t let go of it as if it were my last lifeline.

There’s no way you can let go. It’s my brother, Fidelis, and no one else.

Every day, I bought every single thing for her, believing that Fidelis would come back. The room for Fidelis gradually fills with her belongings, but the owner who is supposed to use them never returns. Isota hugged them every day, crying and falling asleep.

He firmly believed that he would wait for Fidelis and that he would return, but in the dark of night, he could see his brother trembling with fear. The terrified brother did not leave his mind.

Isota’s chest ached and she couldn’t sleep. Even though I believed that he would return, the hopeless wait was too painful. I missed Fidelis.

Everything was ready for my one and only sister, my family, Fidelis, but most importantly, she wasn’t coming back. Finally, the owner appeared.

Items that had been useless because they had no owner were now able to do their job. I was able to live the life I had longed for so badly.

I was finally able to do everything I wanted with my own hands just for the child in front of me. Eventually, Isota burst into tears. This tear was joy.

* * *

They entered the mansion and were now in the parlor. In the spacious parlor, only Isota’s whimpering echoed.

Fidelis was quietly cradled in Isota’s arms, and Hakan sat next to her. Refreshments were set on the table, and Zion sat across from him. He looked at Fidelis happily and their eyes met.

“How are you, Zion?”

“No, sir. Fidelis wasn’t there, so we were all lonely. Including me.”

Fidelis chuckled at Zion, still bright.

“Feel free to call me Fidelis.”

I should have said this a long time ago, but it was too late. Fidelis scratched his cheek awkwardly. Shion’s face lit up and she nodded vigorously. When I handed the water to the whimpering Isota, she took a sip and asked hesitantly, “What are you doing?”

“But… What’s going on?”

It was implied, but Fidelis knew what she was asking. I was going to tell you every single one of them anyway. After a moment of pondering where to start, Fidelis spoke.

“Well, that’s… I was lucky.”

Fidelis’ plump lips parted. I was lucky. Indeed, Fidelis was “lucky” and there was no other way to describe it. It takes us back to the time when Fidelis, who faced her first death, was alone and struggling to clear the Hidden Mission.

The reward for completing the sudden hidden mission was ‘life’. Isota, who had been listening silently to Fidelis’ story, asked again, puzzled.

“Life?”

“Yes, life.”

To be precise, what I found in the Hidden Mission was a red-colored hexagonal gem with the name of life. As soon as I got my hands on the gem, the voice of the machine gave me a long and detailed explanation of ‘life’. The mechanical voice I heard at that time must have said:

“What you have found is a gem called ‘life’. If you use this gem, you’ll have a chance to come to life once again. It’s simple to use. Just before you die, you can put your hand on the jewel and think of it with the earnest desire to “use” it.

Let me give you a quick caveat here. This gem exists, but it doesn’t. It exists only as someone’s earnest wish and hope. If someone finds out about the existence of this gem, it will disappear as well as the hope that is lost.

Therefore, this gem of ‘life’ should only be known by you. Please note that if you tell someone before use, the gems will disappear immediately. 」

Fidelis summed up what he remembered, then caught his breath and hesitated to speak again.

“So I couldn’t tell you. I couldn’t afford to lose my life.”

“So did Reese know that he would die as soon as the curse was lifted?”

When I asked her with straight eye contact, she nodded slightly. At first, of course, she didn’t know. Once the curse was lifted, he thought he would be able to return to Korea or stay here. That complacency was replaced by Pecua.

“What did Pecua say to Reese?”

“… Yes.”

When Sarha was left alone after her heart was pierced, Pecua had come to her. It was meaningful, but her warning was still stuck in my mind.

“After all, your end is determined. There’s no way I’m going to let you go so easily.’

When the curse is lifted, you won’t be able to do anything about it.

This was in line with Pecua’s knowledge of the end of what would happen when the curse was lifted. After all Fidelis had seen what had happened in the mansion, she had asked Pecua this question for the first time.

‘If I finish the curse of this game, can I really escape from here?’

But Pecua didn’t answer Fidelis’ question. Fidelis asked again.

‘Can I go back if I loosen it?’

But instead of the answer Fidelis wanted, she said something significant.

‘Try your hardest. And keep this in mind. I’m the devil who makes everything unhappy.’

Pecua didn’t tell me that I could go all the way back. Pecua kept insisting on the end, emphasizing that she was the devil who made everything unhappy.

Fidelis thought back to what Pecua had said after she had died and had come back to life, and deduced what she was trying to decorate.

As a result, he was able to break the curse at the end and predict that he would die somehow. Based on that conjecture, I thought back to what Pecua had said, and it all came together. I understood how confident Pecua was.

Otherwise, there would be no reason for Pecua to say such things. And the prediction turned into certainty because of what the devil had said to Harold.