The Horror Game Boss Is My Childhood Playmate - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

“Mr. Employer! I’ve heard the stories about you and your wife for a long time. I’m truly moved, and I’m so honored to be the lucky one cleaning your house today.”

The Short-haired Girl stepped forward of her own accord.

“I’m not like the others. I’m exceptionally meticulous with my work, which is why I was the only one who found your beloved wife’s bracelet tucked into the crack of the sofa!”

“Look, I’ve kept it safe! It hasn’t gotten dirty at all!”

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“So, you touched it?” the Male Homeowner interrupted her, repeating himself: “So, you touched it?”

The Bullet Comments were flooded with a flurry of white candle emojis:

[It’s over, it’s over. Another newbie bites the dust.]

[I think some top-ten horror instance pro is chasing this Short-haired Girl!]

[She was just showing off her records on social media a few days ago, saying she’s different from other rookies and had even cleared an S-Rank Scenario!]

[She was talking trash behind the Cute Girl’s back earlier, saying she couldn’t work with her because she looks so ‘adorable’ that she’s clearly a brainless idiot.]

I blinked, stunned.

Was the ‘brainless idiot’ referring to me?

I often ended up looking like I was dazed or spacing out because I was too busy focusing on what the Bullet Comments were saying.

No wonder they always kept their distance, looking at me with such disdain.

“You’ve looked at it, and you’ve touched it, haven’t you?”

He suddenly grit his teeth, looking at the bracelet in the Short-haired Girl’s palm with a face full of agony. “My Xiao Ai was right… she was absolutely right. She said someone would definitely steal our bracelet, and that she’d have to use her most precious bracelet to catch a thief like you! Do you have any idea how disgusting you are?”

A pair of watery blue eyes looked at her, innocent yet cruel. “However, the reward we agreed upon won’t be lacking-for tonight’s dinner, you’ll be helping prepare the food together~”

The Bullet Comments began scrolling frantically:

[What does he mean ‘prepare together’?!]

[It’s obvious she’s the one being prepared as the food!]

Ten o’clock at night.

The Male Homeowner emerged from the basement. His hands looked as though they had been soaking in water for too long, appearing white and shriveled.

He gathered us together. “Who will be the Food Distributor for tonight’s late-night snack?”

[It’s a trap! A total death trap!]

[If the Food Distributor sees what’s inside and gets so scared they spill the soup, they’ll be dragged to the garden to be used as fertilizer!]

[I can’t watch. These rookies are all going to die tonight!]

While I stared blankly at the Bullet Comments, my mind was racing, thinking about how to survive tonight and successfully remain in this stranger’s body.

I didn’t belong to this world where one could strike it rich by clearing instances.

Just a few days ago, I was frantic just trying to scrape together enough money for a single meal.

Yesterday, I was worrying about which park I’d have to sleep in because I couldn’t afford rent.

But today…

I could sit in this warm little villa and had already eaten two hot meals that weren’t spoiled or cold.

I felt so happy I could die.

And it was precisely because of those two meals that I actually started looking forward to tomorrow.

The Male Homeowner’s gaze fixed on me. “You’ll do. You come be the Food Distributor. You’re the closest.”

In the past, I was always pushed to the very back of the line because of my short stature, so by the time the food at the relief station reached me, only scraps were left.

That’s why, ever since I arrived here, I always made sure to sit as close to the food bucket as possible whenever meals were being handed out.

I never expected that this habit would turn me into the Food Distributor.

[Damn, this Cute Girl is so calm. Everyone else is staying as far away from the distribution bucket as possible…]

[No, I’m really starting to believe she’s the little mistress of some big shot who gave her pointers…]

[Exactly. Looking at how cute she is, she doesn’t seem like the type who’d risk her life to earn money in a place like this!]

I wiped the sweat from my palms.

I just have slow reactions; I’m not blind.

I’m actually scared to death, okay?