Horror Game Developer: My games aren't that scary! Chapter 103 103: A Twisted Man [3]

"So you're telling that during your investigation of the house, the floor suddenly cracked, and that's what led you to the discovery?"

The Team Leader looked at in doubt. His bushy brows were raised while his thick arms were crossed together as he sat back on his chair, his voice echoing throughout the small and confined room.

The only thing that separated the two of us was a small tal table.

Following the findings this morning, the Guild brought and the rat in for questioning.

We weren't in trouble or anything like that.

The Guild was just trying to get to the bottom of the situation. After all... We didn't just find a simple hole.

What we found was sothing else entirely.

I wasn't really sure of what it was, but it seed pretty important.

"....It was sothing like that, but just before it happened, I heard a certain cracking sound coming from the corner of the room. Thinking that I was mishearing, I moved towards there to check it out when the floor suddenly cracked."

"I see."

The Team Leader nodded, pretending to understand.

In reality, he probably had seen the footage of the situation through the caras. If he had already seen them, then he knew that my story was in line with what he saw.

And regarding the noise part...

That was a lie.

I just couldn't really tell him that I had actually seen it through the glasses.

"Your story does check out, for now. It's the sa as the one Myles told us. Well... more or less."

More or less?

I tried my best to keep my gaze steady.

'As expected. That rat... he probably tried to lie and make it seem like this is all my fault. I'm sure that with his personality he—'

"He was quite humble about it. He said that you deserve all the credit for the finding."

'Eh...?"

My mind went completely blank the mont the Team Leader spoke.

What… what did he just say?

The rat... did he really give all credit for the situation to ?

That...

I struggled to co to terms with these words.

What sort of ga was he playing at?

Were there any motives behind his actions, or was this out of kindness?

'Ugh!'

I really wanted to rip my hair out. I felt incredibly frustrated by the situation. This felt like so sort of mind ga. Was he good, or was he bad? This constant juggling between the two made feel incredibly tense.

In the midst of my thoughts, the Team Leader spoke.

"Considering the significance of what we've uncovered, it's only fair you receive compensation. Whether that takes a monetary form... or sothing else entirely, is your choice."

"Compensation?"

My eyelids fluttered. Did he just say compensation?

"Of course. Why wouldn't we compensate you for finding sothing like this? Accident or not, you were present at the scene, and the Guild provides compensation for any discovery related to the case."

"...I see."

I licked my lips, trying my best to hide my excitent.

All of a sudden, the rat... he didn't feel so much like a rat. Perhaps I was wrong about him all along.

He was a good guy!

"Setting compensation aside, there's sothing that I'm curious about."

Placing his hand over the table, the Team Leader drumd his fingers over it, his face turning strange.

I turned my attention towards him.

What? Why was he looking at like that?

"What is it with you and the sunglasses? This isn't the first ti that I've seen you wear them."

"You've seen wear them before?"

I paused for a mont before looking at the Team Leader weirdly.

"You've seen the stream?"

"Uh... Eh, yes?"

Turning his head slightly, the Team Leader pursed his lips.

"It was everywhere, so I saw it. I think a lot of people saw it. I'm curious... Why would you wear them when it's dark? Aren't you just making your life harder?"

"About that..."

I wasn't panicked by the question. Not only did I foresee sothing like this happening in advance, but I had multiple answers ready at my beck and call. I also had so spare sunglasses that looked almost identical.

In case they wanted to examine them, I could just give it to them.

"So...?"

Seeing the Team Leader look at , I looked him straight in the eyes before leaning back in my chair.

"It's simple, really..."

I pursed my lips.

"...I wear the sunglasses so that I can't see ahead."

"Huh?"

"You see... I hate horror."

"....?"

"Like really hate it."

To the point where...

"I'd rather be blind than see so ghost."

***

News of the finding began to spread among the Guild mbers. This was no ordinary discovery. It was a significant one. One that even the Bureau had no choice but to find interest in. The house in question had been sealed on all sides, preventing anyone from entering.

"Did you hear...? They're about to send a scout into the strange pit. It appears to be so sort of gate."

"I heard..."

"Do you think the other Guild will be coming?"

"It's possible. However, it looks like it'll take a while for them to co. The Guild is preparing so sort of squad after receiving the result from the scouting report. They might just include the most elite mbers."

There was all sorts of talk surrounding the event.

After all, this didn't appear to be an ordinary gate. In fact, so weren't even sure it was a gate at all. There was speculation it might be a portal... Perhaps so sort of doorway to another dinsion.

That could explain why no one could catch the Twisted Man.

No one really knew as of yet.

They'd have to wait until the results from the scout ca out.

Such conversations repeated all over the place.

In a certain room.

"What do you think?"

Kyle looked towards the other people gathered in the room. There were quite a few faces he was familiar with. Most of them were the elite mbers of the containnt section.

In particular, his gaze settled on Zoey, who lounged in her chair with her feet propped on the tea desk, casually absorbed in so kind of ga on her phone.

Hearing Kyle's words, she raised her head.

"Hm? What did you say?"

"About the rumors. What do you think?"

"Ah, those..."

Zoey turned her attention back to her phone, her tongue poking out slightly between her lips.

"Well, it doesn't really matter to . If they send , they send . If not, I don't care. As long as the reward is go—Ah, shit!"

Zoey suddenly let out a sharp curse and flung her phone onto the nearby sofa.

"Fucking randoms! Shit!!!"

She then began to bang her foot against the table.

BANG!

"Fuck!"

This wasn't an unusual sight. It was sothing that pretty much everyone in the room had gotten used to.

That was why no one reacted.

"Is it so fucking hard to lane? The fuck are they blaming for??"

Zoey was oddly addicted to a strange phone ga. She spent hours on it, completely absorbed, and from what others had heard, she was apparently so kind of pro. She was a rather talented person. From modeling to gaming...

Well, Kyle wasn't really too sure. He wasn't that interested in knowing anyway.

However, thinking about the ga she was playing, Kyle had a sudden thought.

"I wonder if Seth will ever develop a phone ga. I'm kind of curious to see how he'd do it."

"Don't bring that guy up."

Zoey cut Kyle off in that mont.

"I'm already annoyed by this. Don't annoy further."

"What did he do this ti?"

Kyle wasn't even surprised at this point. For whatever reason, Seth had so sort of skill that could allow him to push Zoey's buttons with just a few words. He had lost count of the amounts of tis he had managed to piss Zoey off.

"....It's nothing."

Clicking her tongue, Zoey dismissed the topic. She was about to bring up another one when a certain figure looked at them.

Staring at Rowan, both Kyle and Zoey paused.

"About Seth..."

For so reason, ever since the trip began, he'd been acting off. In fact, looking at him now, he looked terrible. His hair was unkempt, and dark, glaring circles shadowed the skin beneath his eyes.

He kind of looked like Seth now that they thought about it.

But at the sa ti, staring at him, they both had the sa thought. 'Don't tell Seth managed to piss him off as well?'

Zoey was just about to smirk when Rowan continued.

"Where is he?"

He looked around, his dark eyes scanning the place.

"I... need him."

Need him?

Both Kyle and Zoey paused.

"I need my therapist."

".....?"

".....?"