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[Current Scene: Aoyama Hospital]
Natsuki opened his eyes and silently surveyed his surroundings. Before him was a run-down hospital room. The incandescent light overhead was exceptionally dim, occasionally flickering as if it might go out completely at any moment.
"Hm?" Natsuki was taken aback. "Where are Fujiwara and Kaguya?"
The air was cold and eerie.
He was the only person in the entire room. There was no one else.
"Not in the same place as me?"
Natsuki pondered silently. His gaze fell on the game panel.
[You have received a main quest. Please click to view]
"I keep saying—it's a virtual screen. How am I supposed to click it with my fingers?"
Natsuki squinted and complained. After staring for two seconds, the quest quickly expanded and displayed.
[Main Quest: Survive for 24 hours. A nurse will randomly check rooms every hour. During this time, please do not linger in the corridors]
[Friendly Reminder: Side quests are available in this scenario. Please explore on your own]
[Friendly Reminder: A hidden worldview exists in this scenario. Uncovering it will yield generous rewards]
[Friendly Reminder: Please maintain a good relationship with your roommate to ensure your safety]
After reading the last friendly reminder, Natsuki paused slightly. "I'm clearly alone here. Where's this roommate supposed to come from?"
Crackle crackle.
A black-and-white television in the corner suddenly turned on by itself, emitting the sound of static electricity.
Natsuki raised an eyebrow and looked over. He saw an image slowly appearing on the TV screen—an old, dilapidated well deep in a forest, surrounded by piles of fallen leaves.
The TV image flickered slightly.
A bloodless, pale white hand slowly grasped the edge of the well, making one's heart skip a beat.
Then a woman with long hair covering her face—her features completely hidden—slowly crawled out of the well and began crawling toward the television.
Holy shit!
The corner of Natsuki's eye twitched slightly. He instinctively stepped back half a step.
This entrance style—that's Miss Sadako, right?
It has to be!
This is insane! She's one of the world's top ten most terrifying evil spirits. Having Miss Sadako as a roommate means a hundred percent chance of getting killed!
What kind of black-hearted hospital is this, actually daring to admit even Miss Sadako?!
Discovering that his roommate was Miss Sadako, Natsuki immediately felt numb. Without another word, he prepared to leave the room.
The farther away, the better!
However, after opening the room door, Natsuki suddenly stopped in his tracks and furrowed his brow.
The corridor was pitch black. Not a single light could be seen.
At the same time.
Text appeared before Natsuki's eyes:
[Extremely dangerous. Do not enter the corridor during this time]
Natsuki silently closed the door. His gaze returned to the television.
Miss Sadako had somehow already crawled up to the TV. Her head had even emerged from the screen. The cold, eerie atmosphere in the room grew increasingly dense.
Then...
Miss Sadako's black hair trembled. She began struggling slightly.
"That movement... it's like she's stuck?" Natsuki looked surprised. "Could the TV be too small?"
A moment later, Miss Sadako successfully broke free from the television. She slowly stood up. Her white dress was covered in blood stains. Black hair covered her entire face—even her eyes weren't visible.
Natsuki's gaze involuntarily drifted downward. He quickly discovered the truth behind Miss Sadako getting stuck in the television.
So big.
Viewed horizontally, they form a ridge; viewed from the side, they form a peak. Near or far, high or low, each angle is different.
Even blood-stained clothing couldn't conceal the magnificence before her chest.
In the original setting, Sadako was intersex, but aren't your oppai way too big?!
Natsuki suddenly felt that the Miss Sadako before him might not be quite proper.
At the same time.
As his gaze lingered, another prompt appeared before him.
[Name: Sadako]
[Affiliated Company: Himura Dairy]
[Age: Unknown]
[Bust Size: Cannot be revealed]
[Through your covert observation, you have successfully discovered two of Miss Sadako's weaknesses]
Hey hey, those weaknesses aren't referring to something weird, are they?
[Due to living alone for too long, Miss Sadako has developed severe social anxiety]
[Hint: Make affectionate eye contact with Miss Sadako]
Even if an award-winning actor came, they couldn't look at Miss Sadako with affectionate eyes!
What happened to the severe social anxiety? Why is Miss Sadako walking toward him step by step, about to be face-to-face?
Natsuki took a deep breath and calmed himself down.
Going out definitely wasn't an option.
The darkness-shrouded corridor was obviously extremely dangerous.
In that case...
"Miss Sadako, let me show you something amazing."
Natsuki reached his hand into his pants pocket.
"..."
Miss Sadako suddenly stopped in her tracks. The black hair covering her face trembled slightly.
S-something amazing?
What is this man trying to do?
C-could it be that kind of thing?!
Other humans who saw her would, without exception, all cower trembling in corners. Why wasn't this boy playing by the rules?
Had she encountered a pervert?
The more Miss Sadako thought about it, the more nervous she became. She even took half a step backward.
"Don't move." Natsuki pulled a wooden comb from his pocket and said seriously. "Let me give you a center part."
The hundred-percent center-parting comb!
As long as biologically-based hair exists, it will definitely be parted down the center!
Looking at Miss Sadako's thick black hair covering her face, Natsuki felt the center-parting comb in his hand was already thirsting for action.
The instant the comb made contact with the black hair, Natsuki felt his right hand lose control. It began moving rapidly, even leaving afterimages in the air.
In mere seconds, a perfect girl's center-parted hairstyle was successfully created.
"Huh?"
Natsuki had assumed the face beneath the hair would be terrifying, or perhaps there wouldn't be a face at all. But Miss Sadako with her hair parted was actually quite beautiful.
Apart from her pale, bloodless complexion, her eyes were just like an ordinary person's—black and white clearly defined. Below the corner of her left eye, there was even a beauty mark... It was clearly the face of a mature woman that made people want to bully her just by looking.
Miss Sadako stared dumbfounded, completely unable to process how her hair had been styled in the blink of an eye. Her expression was clearly somewhat bewildered.
Natsuki looked directly into Miss Sadako's eyes.
Their gazes met.
Without hair covering her face, Miss Sadako's body trembled slightly. Her social anxiety kicked in. She panicked, averted her gaze, covered her face, and ran toward the television.
"Don't run." Natsuki called out, raising an eyebrow. "We're roommates. What are you afraid of?"
Miss Sadako completely ignored him. She dashed to the television, quickly crawled inside, and returned to the old well.
The room became empty.
Natsuki silently put the center-parting comb back in his pocket.
So, the roommate relationship should be handled pretty well now?
No need to worry about getting backstabbed by his roommate anymore.
Natsuki waited silently in the hospital room for a while. He noticed the lights in the corridor brightening.
Stepping out of the room, he looked up. His room number was 404.
Click.
A hospital room not far away was pushed open. Out walked a petite girl wearing an eyepatch, with a single swaying ahoge on top of her head. She was obviously a human player. The girl's eyes were misty—she was clearly about to cry at any moment.
Natsuki observed silently. He didn't see Chika or Kaguya. After a moment's thought, he prepared to ask the girl player before him for information:
"What's your name?"
The ahoge girl said tearfully: "T-Takanashi..."