Flirting with the Boss in a Horror Game

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I entered a horror game, but I thought it was an 18+ romance sim.

When the cold, aloof pretty boy extended his tentacles, I shyly took one in my hand.

Its my first time trying this kind of play Should we maybe start with a kiss?

A faint blush colored the boys cheeks as he nodded.

But at the final stage, a thick, powerful fishtail coiled around my waist. Trembling, the corrupted final boss leaned down and kissed my lips.

Why are you trying to run away? Werent you the one who said youd love me forever?

Chat: [Hold on, nobody told me you could actually romance the BOSS!]

My best friend, Raina, gave me a game called Three Days and Three Nights.

The center of the discs cover art featured a massive, iridescent fishtail plunging into a boundless ocean.

Raina clapped me on the shoulder, her voice filled with passion. This game is all about the thrill! The suspense! Its absolutely heart-pounding! I guarantee, once you play it, youll never forget it!

Fish water three days and three nights intense.

The keywords clicked together in my head, forming a clear picture.

This had to be some kind of premium, 18+ spicy romance game!

Convinced I understood her hint, I grabbed the disc after work, rushed home, put on my VR headset, and loaded the game.

As the progress bar filled, I rubbed my hands together in gleeful anticipation of a beautiful encounter. But then, my vision went black.

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on a soft, massive bed. The salty, briny smell of the sea filled my nostrils.

A dim, yellow light emanated from the chandelier above. I scrambled out of bed and rushed to the window, sticking my head out to look around.

All I saw was a misty sky and, in the distance, an endless ocean horizon.

I was in the ancient castle from the edge of the cover art, gazing out at the sea.

This is so realistic, I marveled. Has technology really come this far?

Just then, a thick, viscous liquid went drip, drip, drip onto my head.

Huh? Is it raining?

In the place I couldn't see, a flood of comments poured into the games live stream.

[Wow, a kill right at the start! Intense!]

[This newbies a little slow on the uptake. At least look up. The guy hanging upside down from the floor above is going to die with his eyes open.]

[Gotta say, shes lucky. Such a heavy sleeper she didnt even hear the door being broken down. Dodged a bullet.]

My head felt cool and wet. I instinctively reached up and touched a glob of sticky, crimson slime that was bubbling faintly.

The live chat went silent for a moment. I, of course, was completely unaware.

I held the slime in my hands, and we stared at each other for a while. Suddenly, it blew a bubble at me.

The sea breeze caught it, and the bubble popped, splattering against the furniture. A scorched, black mark instantly appeared on the bedframe.

I looked at the highly destructive bubble, then back at the innocent-looking little blob, and my heart soared.

A free pet at the very beginning? This game is so generous!

I joyfully lifted the little blob high in the air. Come on, sweetie, say Mama!

The chat exploded: [Wait, if Im not mistaken, that thing shes holding is the bosss right?]

[Yup cant say it isnt. Thats a living GPS tracker. Alright everyone, shows over. This newbie is toast.]

I closed the window and, carrying the sticky slime, went to take a bath.

My hair was caked in the red goo, and I couldn't possibly meet anyone looking like this.

Behind me, I thought I heard something fall with a heavy thud, but the roaring crash of the waves outside drowned everything out.

The slime couldn't talk, nor could it say Mama.

As I wiped the constantly dripping liquid off its body, I realized the little guy was transparent. It had just been coated in some kind of red dye. Once clean, it looked like a wobbly piece of jello.

I went into the bathroom. The jello blob stayed outside the shower curtain, blankly blowing bubbles, refusing to come in. I didn't force it. After my shower, I dried my hair and wrapped myself in a bathrobe.

Just as I was about to pick it up for some bonding time, a sharp knock, knock sounded at the door.

Is the plot starting?

I opened the door to find an exquisitely handsome boy standing there, looking like he wanted to say something. He had pale skin, a tall, slender frame, and milk-blond curls. His eyes were a striking crimson, and a single, perfect beauty mark rested just below his right eye.

What is this? A limited edition dream boy? I want to kiss him.

Is this my romance target? Hes gorgeous!

I was certain of it. I was in love again!

With a straight face, I slammed the door shut.

[Did she just go take a shower??? Maam, are you okay? This is a horror game!]

[Ah, the streams finally live. This newbie actually has some survival instincts, knows about the classic open-the-door-and-die trap]

[Hahaha, this has to be the first time the boss has ever had a door slammed in his face. Look at him! Shes gonna be torn to pieces!]

The moment the door was shut, I fixed my appearance with lightning speed, plucked a dew-kissed rose to hold between my teeth, and reappeared at the entrance.

Clenching the rose, I elegantly lifted the hem of my robe, threw the door open, and made my grand entrance.

Good afternoon, my darling. I was wondering if you would be willing to

My declaration of love was cut short as a thorn on the rose stem pricked my lip. I made a hasty retreat.

The chat was filled with a screen of hahahaha.

[Is she here to be a comedian?]

[Im camping this stream all day. If this girl dies, the entertainment value of this playthrough drops by half.]

I hadnt closed the door, and the boy quietly followed me inside.

Id just removed the rose when I turned around and bumped right into him.

In that instant, I knew this was the perfect opportunity to get close and raise my affection points.

I closed my eyes and let out a soft moan. Oh, I feel so faint~

Then, I gracefully collapsed into his arms.

The boy froze for a second, then clumsily caught me with seven or eight hands.

Wait. Seven or eight hands?

I slowly peeked through one eye.

The boys crimson eyes were staring right at me, his expression icy. In the dim light, a slick, grayish-blue tentacle slowly extended towards my face. The suckers on it were slowly pulsing, as if alive.

[AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!]

[Why are you screaming?! You scared me! How come the new player isnt screaming? Is she frozen in fear?]

[Heehee, I know you guys love to hear players scream. Just doing you a favor.]

I stared blankly at the tentacle, my mind reeling. The fanfiction is real. This 18+ game was not kidding around.

Interspecies romance is so hot. This is the best day of my life.

Tears welled in my eyes. I carefully placed my hand on the tentacle, using it to steady myself as I stood up. Thank you, my dear, I said politely.

The red-eyed boys face was a mask of indifference. He didnt answer. Below him, more tentacles slithered out, coiling around my ankle and creeping their way up my leg.

In a matter of seconds, a tentacle was wrapped tightly around my waist, its grip gradually increasing.

My cheeks flushed. I felt that being too forward might seem desperate. So, playing hard to get, I took the tentacle he had used to help me up and brought it to my lips for a dramatic kiss.

Its my first time trying this kind of play, you know. Should we maybe start with a kiss?

The tentacles movements paused. The boys crimson eyes widened slightly, and he gave a subconscious nod.

So I stood on my tiptoes and pressed my lips to his.

Darling, why arent you saying anything? Are you shy?

I took the rose, tied the stem into a loop, and fashioned it into a bracelet, slipping it onto the tentacle I was holding. It was a sincere proposal.

I took one of those personality tests the other day. It said my type is The Adventurer. But when I saw you, I knew my real type was you.

I love you. Lets get married. I promise Ill be a good wife and a great mother to our kids!

[Shes down bad]

[Just joined the stream, what is this player doing? Proposing? Is she insane? Why isnt the boss killing her?]

[I dont know, man. The tutorial didnt cover this.]

[BOSS: The tutorial definitely didnt cover how to deal with sexual harassment]

As if burned by my sudden actions, the boy took a half-step back, his tentacles rapidly retracting.

I immediately grabbed one and held on tight. Dont go! You know, Ive never had a husband. But I just adopted a child, so now all Im missing is a partner.

The boys face was still cold, but the tips of his ears were turning red. A child? Thats mine. Give it back.

His reminder made me remember the jello Id left on the bed. I quickly turned to get it. Oh, you can talk! You should talk more often, you have such a nice voice. It got itself all dirty playing somewhere, but I already cleaned it up.

I knew it. There was no way Id be lucky enough to get a free pet.

He reached out for it, but I hugged the jello blob tightly, refusing to let go. You said its yours? Did you give birth to it? I dont believe you. Not unless you make another one for me to see. By the way, darling, are you an octopus? Or maybe a seahorse? But seahorses dont have tentacles

The boy was silent.

I compromised. Alright, how about this: Ill trade you the baby for your name.

Kaelan, he said, his voice cool and clear, though his expression wasnt as icy as before.

Okay, Ill call you Kai, then. My name is Mila. I smiled and pointed at the little blob. So youre his dad? Well, he just accepted me as his mom. You know what that makes me, right, darling?

As if on cue, the jello blob grabbed my finger and cooed, Maa~

Kaelan frowned, looking from me to the blob and back again. I gazed at him expectantly. The blush spread across his pale cheeks, but he just couldnt bring himself to say the word.

So pure. I love it.

A deep, resonant bell chimed, and a rustling sound came from all around us.

Kaelans expression darkened. He straightened up and spoke to me formally. Dinner will be served downstairs in fifteen minutes. Do not be late.

Hmm? Is this a date event? A candlelight dinner? Hes so smooth! My eyes sparkled.

[Are we finally getting to the main storyline?]

[Mila really knows how to talk, I need to borrow her mouth! But what was the boss originally going to say?]

[Does it matter? Once the boss merges his memories, hell become a chaotic psycho who kills everything. People have tried using the jello to raise affection before, but how many players has that gotten killed in this scenario]

Of course, I knew nothing of the players discussions. I handed the still-bubbling jello back to Kaelan and watched him leave. The stoic dad and the silly baby disappeared out the door, and for some reason, the sight of their retreating backs made me feel a strange sense of fragility, as if they could shatter at any moment.

I closed the door and sat on the edge of the bed. Thats when I noticed a piece of paper on the floor, half-stained with some dark substance.

[Dear Traveler, we are delighted you could join us for this three-day, three-night journey. We have prepared a grand welcome banquet for you.]

[Please be sure to remember the following:

1. Do not go outside after curfew.

2. Please, remain quiet in the .

3. If you encounter , you may ask the butler for help. Please note, the butler.

Hope you have a encounter. Enjoy your stay!]

A rule-based romance game? How novel!

But the key information was all smudged. This game was a little cruel. Still, if it was a banquet, there would probably be a lot of NPCs, right?

I sighed. It seemed I wouldn't get any alone time with my man

Then I realized this was my chance to shine. I would dress to the nines and completely dazzle him!

I rubbed my hands together, sat down at the vanity, slipped into a gorgeous evening gown, and did a quick ten-minute makeup job, transforming myself into a glamorous, dazzling heiress.

Just as I finished, my reflection in the mirror suddenly broke into a sweet smile and reached a hand out towards the glass.

Outside the mirror, a single tear rolled down my cheek.

[Now this is more like a horror game. That stuff before was just ridiculous.]

[What happened to Mila? Is she finally scared enough to cry?]

[Dying in the simplest mirror-ghost segment would be a new level of pathetic.]

[Go get her, mirror-ghost! Teach her a lesson for being so cocky!]

I whipped out my phone and quickly snapped a picture of my reflection.

Oh my god, my in-game avatar can smile so beautifully!

I pressed my palm against the hand in the mirror, frantically taking pictures. Smile again! A goddess has descended!!

My reflection blushed. O-okay, it stammered.

Holy crap, it has voice-interactive features?

I love it even more! I pressed my face against the mirror.

[Haha, you celebrated too soon. This girl is so lovesick she can fall in love with her own reflection.]

[This is gold. I actually laughed.]

[Heehee, Im gonna try a goddess descending pose too~~]

[Upstairs commenter, please dont!!]