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    Chapter 53 Part 5: Killer Game

    “Eumheumheum~”

    After letting Baekro go, Cheongha hummed a children’s song quietly as she walked along the forest path.

    Playing as the killer is definitely nice because I don’t have to be scared.

    -Was that song always that scary?

    -If you let kids hear that, they’d seriously have nightmares.

    -Hwae-aeng…

    -I’m scared, hold me.

    -Held you~

    “What are you talking about, I’m popular with kids.”

    I replied to the viewers who were letting their imaginations run wild.

    Perhaps because they’re at an age where they like pretty things, kids surprisingly like me.

    ‘Honestly, in terms of looks, I’m probably tier 1?’

    They say no matter how pretty an idol is, they can’t match a truly beautiful actress, but that’s only in general cases.

    My case was a bit different.

    In the early stages of production, they were planning to make me, not Hikari, the main heroine.

    Then, as Hikari’s design was completed, the main heroine spot became hers.

    They said an impression that’s warm and playful sells better than a cool type like me.

    Anyway, a person who had a route to becoming a famous actress depending on the circumstances was evaluated as having inferior looks to me, by both herself and others.

    And that evaluation was the same in this world.

    ‘Even within a group where everyone has center-level looks, her class is different.’

    ‘Her visuals are good enough to outshine most other celebrities.’

    ‘Her looks stand out at a glance, but for some reason, she doesn’t get popular.’

    ‘Thanks to that, she’s good to use at a cheap price.’

    …..For some reason, the evaluations seem to get weirder towards the end.

    Still, it’s praise for my looks, so.

    After wandering around for a good while like that.

    Cheongha was able to find the next survivor.

    “Oh, Bugi.”

    Screech-

    “Ah yes, please leave it in front of the door.”

    Bubugi, who was loitering in front of the building, quickly closed the door and went inside.

    Look at this?

    “Please open the door. It’s too cold out here.”

    Approaching the door, I quietly urged surrender in the voice of a polite, prestigious young lady.

    It’s raining right now too, so the situation is perfect.

    -Open it right now.

    -Run for it~

    -Her voice is pretty, but why do I get goosebumps?

    -Is this person perhaps a virgin ghost?

    -Mesmerizing~

    Despite the continuous bombardment from me and the viewers, the door absolutely did not open.

    “….Well, if you don’t open it, there are always ways.”

    Swish-

    Cheongha, her expression changing instantly, raised the fire axe she had just obtained.

    “Excuse me, but I’m coming in.”

    Crack-!

    After smashing the wooden door with the axe in her hand, she entered the house in one go and began to search the rooms.

    Closet, bedroom, master bedroom.

    She searched all the likely places, but Bubugi was nowhere to be seen.

    Alright, then the last remaining place is here.

    “Bugi? Are you in here?”

    Screech-

    As she opened the bathroom door, sure enough.

    The figure of Bubugi standing in an old bathtub came into view.

    “No, where do you think you’re coming in right now!!”

    Bubugi quickly retreated towards the wall and shouted at Cheongha.

    It was clear he intended to escape through the window if necessary.

    My consciousness is male, but the character is female, so it feels a bit different somehow.

    Alright, should I play along a bit too?

    “Ah, as it happens, I think I need to take a shower too. Care to join me?”

    You with blue water, me with red water.

    Okay?

    -What?

    -Kill him immediately.

    -You are to be executed.

    -Death penalty, death penalty, death penalty, death penalty…

    -This golden-tanned turtle bastard…

    -Knew it when he was wooing girls with that cave voice.

    -Sol-ssi, you were right…

    -Kraaaak

    -You fiend!

    “….Excuse me?”

    Bubugi, whose title instantly changed from Golden Turtle to Sun Turtle, let out a bewildered sound.

    As I grabbed his neck and lifted him, the interaction button appeared as expected.

    Clang-!

    “Kkeuaa! No!!!”

    The killer repeatedly slammed his head against the bathtub.

    Anyway, I’ve been thinking this for a while, but these people make sounds as if they’re really dying.

    Anyone listening would think someone was actually being strangled.

    How much time passed after she killed Bubugi?

    [Thomas has arrived on the map]

    A message appeared at the top of the screen.

    “Hmm?”

    Thomas, huh.

    I’d heard an explanation just before the collab started.

    Wasn’t he a protagonist-like figure who had a record of killing the killer twice in the original work?

    In fact, following that lore, he was basically supplied with firearms and, depending on the situation, was a character capable of turning the tables and killing the killer.

    [GoldenTurtle is reviving as Thomas]

    “Huh? That’s me?”

    Bubugi reacted to the message that appeared subsequently.

    ‘I don’t know if this is a good thing or a bad thing…..’

    He had no intention of just idly trolling because it was bothersome.

    Bubugi, who had been comfortably leaning back in his chair, grabbed the mouse once more.

    Simultaneously, the screen transitioned, and the camera showed Thomas driving a car into the mountains.

    Well, that aside.

    “Anyway, Baekro, this is really the end now.”

    “Aaaahk—?!”

    I quietly declared to Baekro, who was once again covered in blood and caught by me.

    This person really can’t run away.

    “No, why are you only catching me, Unnie!”

    “Well, that’s because. Baekro, you didn’t run away properly, did you?”

    If she had run away well from the beginning and hadn’t been hit by attacks, her speed wouldn’t have slowed due to injury.

    And she wouldn’t have been caught like this, would she?

    So, this was clearly Baekro’s own fault, no matter how you looked at it.

    Who told her to just stand there and get hit?

    If she felt it was unfair, she should have juked better.

    -Oh dear, Baekro-ya…

    -I don’t have bail money anymore either, sorry.

    -Just let her go…

    -Yep, that’s better.

    Besides, this time, I couldn’t help it either.

    Bubugi, who went first, came back from hell and escaped outside, didn’t he?

    “We need to maintain conservation of mass properly.”

    Then we have to fill it back up.

    “Wai, just a momennnnt—!”

    Crack-!

    Baekro’s head bursting like a watermelon was instantaneous.

    I don’t know what she was trying to say at the end, but wasn’t it probably something about not wanting to die before Bubugi?

    Considering the strangely sibling-like relationship between the two, it seemed highly possible.

    “So, how many are left now?”

    Bubugi revived, and Baekro, Belena, and Rupyang died, so….

    Are there four left now?

    ‘There’s not much time left.’

    The time limit for this game is 20 minutes.

    About 13 minutes have already passed, so the remaining time is about 7 minutes.

    I immediately used my detection skill to check the locations of the remaining survivors.

    A large circle near me caught my eye.

    Alright, I don’t know who it is, but you’re my next target.

    Cheongha quickly moved, cutting through the forest.


    And so, 7 minutes later.

    The ongoing game screen faded to black, and red text appeared on top of it.

    [Survivors Win]

    To get straight to the point, the survivors won the game.

    ‘I thought this would be enough.’

    My mistake was forgetting for a moment that Thomas was on the team and miscalculating the time.

    No, why does it take so long to get up after being hit by a damn shotgun?

    Bubugi, armed with all sorts of weapons.

    And while his teammate who was with him bought time, the remaining two survivors managed to escape using the boat.

    “How about that, I won, right?”

    “Yes, well. I’ll acknowledge this.”

    Cheongha played along with Bubugi, who was shouting triumphantly.

    Although she did kill him in the end, it was true that the survivor side had won.

    One must properly praise the opponent’s achievements.

    ….No, come to think of it, I’m pissed.

    If I had just destroyed that damn radio properly, Thomas wouldn’t have come, and wouldn’t I just have won?

    Alright, from now on, I’m going to destroy every base station I see.

    Just you wait and see.

    “But Cheongha, you played really well too.”

    Baekro, Rupyang, Bubugi, Belena.

    More than half of the survivors were killed by her.

    Considering that everyone was a streamer with experience playing this game multiple times, it was by no means an insignificant achievement.

    “Oof, and when Cheongha was chasing me, my heart really went cold.”

    -Agreed

    -I told you, that person is a voice actress.

    -The killer’s voice this round was no joke.

    As soon as the game ended, Belena let out a sigh of relief as if she had been waiting for it.

    Had she been a voice actress somewhere before streaming?

    When she heard that demure voice, it felt as if she were being chased by something wearing a human guise.

    Combined with the game’s own static sound effect that played whenever the killer appeared, and the Japanese she couldn’t properly understand mixed in, the fear was amplified.

    “Hmm, is it that much?”

    However, the person who actually evoked that fear had different thoughts.

    ‘Honestly, I don’t think I did that well….’

    In Cheongha’s opinion, her own killer voice-over was not of satisfactory quality.

    Even considering the equipment quality.

    It felt like it didn’t quite reach the sensation she had back then.

    Compared to real voice actors who synchronize their very souls with their characters, she, with her relatively lacking experience, was merely a pretty voice in a sack.

    “Yes! I seriously thought my heart was going to explode.”

    “Were you perhaps a voice actress in a past life?”

    “…..Well, I hear that often.”

    Still, it seems it wasn’t bad for others to hear.

    I felt secretly pleased, as if my career had been acknowledged by broadcasters who make a living with their voices.

    “Well then, goodbye everyone.”

    “Bye byeee~!”

    And after playing a few more rounds like that, the collab for that day ended.

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