Chapter 22: [Shadow Mansion] Let’s play shadow mansion with Rin! [Yuki/Rin/Lunaverse] (1)

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KANG─!

Crunch.

The metal jaws of the bear trap snapped shut with a shriek.

The “dog,” having lost one leg, let out a howl of agony and charged at us, dragging its mangled limb.

Click, BANG!!

A cloud of acrid gunpowder smoke erupted as the shells fired.

The buckshot rained like fire, piercing the enraged beast’s hide.

–KIEEEEEEEEK!!!!

A horrific screech.

But it wasn’t time to relax just yet.

I reloaded the double-barrel shotgun without hesitation and calmly pulled the trigger to unload the next round.

BANG, BANG!!

With all the shells I had left, I blasted away at the beast.

Then, as if its switch had been flipped, the monster stopped moving.

The hulking mass of flesh collapsed sideways, crashing onto the hallway floor.

“…Did I get it?”

“Don’t jinx it!! What if it gets back up again!?”

“Forgive me… I have made a tactical blunder…”

–ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

–Resurrection spell lmao

–Did I get it?

–She resurrected the thing wtf

–Back from the dead like a champ

–LOL

–LMAOOOOOO

But contrary to my fears, the creature remained lifeless on the carpet.

That’s the power of the double-barrel shotgun.

A holy weapon that sends everyone to meet the Lord equally.

“At least it was easier than I expected. I thought it’d be tougher without you playing.”

Since Rin didn’t have a working PC at the moment, I was playing alone.

It was a shame we couldn’t game together, but hey—being able to cling to Rin when I got scared was a win in its own way.

“Didn’t that happen last time because Yuki-kong shot me?”

“Shot is a strong word. It was an accident.”

“So you’re the kind of lady who kills people by accident?”

“Could happen.”

–?ㅋㅋ

–LMAO

–‘Could happen’ what lmaooo

–She’s just casually admitting to manslaughter

–Yuki / Scandal / Personality exposed

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–Miss came from the underworld or what lol

–Underworld LMAO

–FR tho

–Gangster Yuki

–LMAO

–But Yuki is a mafia boss, canonically… checks out

“What mafia!? I told you, it was an honest mistake!”

Still, can you blame me?

I was terrified. I didn’t have time to think about spread range.

It’s not like I’ve got great aim anyway.

“I think it’s about time we headed to the fourth floor.”

“…Can’t we just take a breather first?”

“Oh? Are you scared?”

“N-No! I’m just… just tired from concentrating too hard!”

–LOL

–She’s scared

–Yuki the coward~

–Coward~ Scrub~

“I’m not a scrub…”

“Your fear says otherwise, my dear scrub.”

“…Fine!! Let’s go to the fourth floor!!”

At Rin’s prompting, I walked toward the stairs.

Step, step, my footsteps echoed through the hall.

Luckily, the lamp’s oil wasn’t running out, and the creepy shadow didn’t reappear.

But as I reached the stairs, passing through the corridor stained with monster blood,

a chill easily twice as heavy as before settled in.

“…Was this place always this rundown?”

Yellowed wallpaper full of stains.

A red carpet torn and tattered.

A rusted banister that looked like it would crumble at a touch.

The mansion was aging rapidly.

Each step I took made the floorboards creak and moan underfoot.

Even when I shined the lamp around, there wasn’t a soul in sight.

Swallowing hard, I cautiously climbed the stairs.

“Even the fourth floor’s run-down.”

“Indeed. I don’t recall the rules saying anything about this…”

–What’s going on?

–Why the sudden vibe shift

–scary af

–This is freaky…

–bruh bruh bruh

–Yuki-mama hold me

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–8. If the mansion appears more decrepit than usual, beware. It is no longer the mansion you knew.

“…Hey, cut it out! That rule wasn’t there before!!”

There were only seven rules.

And rules 1 and 7 were just fluff, so only five had any real content:

Stay quiet, don’t run, keep your lamp on, there’s no Room 401, and don’t enter the basement.

No way I forgot that.

Someone in chat’s just trolling me.

Obviously, this is just—

BANG!!

“KYAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!”

I screamed at the sudden noise and immediately clung to Rin.

A soft sensation pressed against my cheek—

I’d probably just faceplanted into her chest, but I didn’t care right now.

“Hnngh, Y-Yuki-kong… that’s…”

“Nope nope nope nope nope…”

“Hhhgh… n-not there, please…”

–?

–YABAI

–ㅗㅜㅑ

–ㅗㅜㅑ

–Heueung

–ㅗㅜㅑ

–✂

–ㅗㅜㅑ

The chat exploded instantly, but I didn’t have the bandwidth to read it.

Still in panic mode, I mumbled into her chest.

“There’s nothing there, right? Rin, there’s nothing, right? Right?”

“Your… mouth is, hngh! D-Don’t talk…!”

“There’s nothing on the screen, right? N-No jumpscares, right?”

“You’re… touching… my… n*pples…”

“…Wait, n*nipples?”

I stared up in shock.

Only then did I notice the firm little bumps rising under her thin shirt.

“…Oh.”

–A.

–Huh?

–ㅗㅜㅑ

–No way lmaooo

–No bra??

–Heueung…

–The yuri arc is hereeeee

–Rin no bra YABAI

–Set it on fire I need to see!!!!

–Heueung…

“W-Wait!! This was—no, I mean—this was an accident! Right, Rin?! Right?!”

“Uuuuugh…”

“…Rin?”

Rin’s face was flushed red, her eyes welling with tears.

Her expression twisted in shame, overwhelmed by stimulation, and she looked at me with trembling eyes full of betrayal.

“…It was my first time…”

“No, I mean…”

“Yuki-unnie… forced me… It was all… ruined…”

“Th-That’s not…”

“Sniff… Now I can’t get married anymore…”

–LOL

–Yuki, stand up!

–This one’s on Yuki

–Take responsibility!

–Only solution is marriage now

Chat kept cracking jokes while Rin started crying.

A fat tear rolled down her cheek.

“I-I’m s-sor—”

Wait a sec.

Is this really my fault?

I didn’t do it on purpose, I was just scared!

No.

The real issue here is something more fundamental.

“You dumb*ss!! You could’ve just worn a bra!!!”

“…Eek. I’ve been exposed?”

“Exposed? EXPOSED???”

–LOL

–WTF

–You crazy btch

–LMAO

–DEAD

–No fcking way

–LMFAOOOO

Seriously, who shows up to someone else’s house with no bra?

It’s one thing if you’ve got nothing to strap in like me,

but Rin? With her C-cup? Come on.

“B-But…”

“But?”

“Going braless is comfy, okay? I never wear one at home…”

“……”

“So I just… kinda forgot this morning… haha…”

“…You’re crazier than I thought.”

–LOL

–Crazy btch…

–WTF

–Title: Certified by a Crazy Btch

–So it’s not just Yuki who’s insane

–LMAOOOO

–Adding this to the Rin lore

–Rin: No Bra Arc

Looks like I’m not the only nutjob among the Gen 2 girls.

Rin’s a lunatic too.

A no-bra menace.

Guess the only sane one left is Miho-mama…

…Even if she turns into a pervert when drunk.

“Anyway, let’s keep exploring the fourth floor.”

“Agreed.”

The fourth floor looked even more worn-down than the others.

Maybe it wasn’t being cleaned or maintained properly anymore—

there were stains and cobwebs scattered all around.

[■■■■■■□□□□]

Since we got up here, the lantern only lit up the immediate area.

It wasn’t out of oil, but the light had clearly grown dimmer. Creepy.

I stepped onto the dust-covered carpet.

After walking through a corridor even narrower than the third floor’s,

we came into a wide open area—too big to gauge at a glance.

“Looks like the fourth floor used to be a storage area.”

“Judging by this filth, that does seem likely.”

–It’s so dark

–holy sht…

–This is scary

–The horror game vibes are immaculate

–Where IS everyone…

Within our limited field of view, we saw a mess.

Broken furniture. Disturbing decorations. Shattered picture frames.

Everything was either busted or just plain off,

each item contributing to the oppressive atmosphere.

We picked our way through the wreckage, step by step…

BANG!

“KYA!!”

Startled by the loud noise, I instinctively clung to Rin again.

At least I didn’t grope her this time—

Rin just gave me a mildly annoyed look as she pushed me off.

“…Yuki-kong. Kindly remove yourself.”

“S-Sorry… I got spooked again…”

–LOL

–How does she get scared by everything??

–Fr tho

–Yuki the Screamer

–Certified scream machine

–Rin’s the reliable one now

–True

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–Can we just let Rin take over the stream?

“What do you mean take over!? I can totally do this!”

“Can you really?”

“O-Of course! I’m not scared at all!!”

I gripped my mouse with trembling hands and forced myself forward.

How far did we go like that?

Eventually, the black void ahead began to clear.

A wall. A massive wall stood before us, cutting off our path.

I swallowed dryly and took a hesitant step forward.

The wall was just like the ones in the rest of the mansion—

aside from the inky smears all over it, it looked just like the guest rooms we’d passed.

We followed the wall for a few more steps—

And then we saw it.

A small door, identical to the ones from the lower floors.

And on the plaque, in bold letters:

[Room 401]

A number that should not exist…

Yet here it was, staring us in the face.