Huh? Isn't This A Galgame?

The basic routine of a romance strategy game, Wen Nan still understood it.

Glancing at the time, Wen Nan left the room at precisely ten o'clock, hands in pockets, humming a song as he walked downstairs.

The doors on the fifth floor were tightly shut, with no one in sight, and the same for the doors on the fourth floor.

Wen Nan was surprised that his members were so well-behaved, actually staying quietly in their rooms and not coming out after the stipulated time?

Shaking his head, Wen Nan turned at the staircase on the fourth floor, intending to check out the staff rooms on both sides.

Just as he stepped onto the carpet of the corridor, Wen Nan paused.

At the end of the corridor, under the dim wall lights, he saw two girls who looked exactly alike, wearing dresses, with double ponytails, pale faces, and blood oozing from their orifices, staring at Wen Nan with an eerie smile.

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[Holy shit!]

[Green is protecting us]

[Staying in this live-streaming room for too long is not good, you'll forget this is a damn horror game]

[Whoa, almost scared to death repeatedly]

[Why did the ghost manifest? Hasn't this lady ghost appeared before? How did it just show up without meeting any player?]

[*Don't jinx it!*: This is a timed trigger ghost, ten o'clock is the trigger point for it to manifest]

[Isn't it like a timed bomb? No way to avoid it?]

[Otherwise, why do you think the check-in notice requires you not to leave the room after ten?]

[Indeed, only Jiu cilang, who likes to court death, is still wandering outside]

[But these twin ghost girls are too shocking, right? Is it the Shining? My uncanny valley response is going wild!]

[Honestly, I think Jiu cilang might crash this time, look at him, standing there, not moving for a long time, is he scared stiff?]

[Fear? Is the veteran finally having fear towards the ghost?]

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...

Wen Nan now stood in the corridor near the staircase, staring at the two girls at the end, and after a few seconds, he came back to his senses and chuckled softly—

He thought so, always feeling something was off, turns out "Little Princess" is a pair of twins.

Identical-looking and dressed twin sisters, so rare, and they appear in a romance strategy game?

If one of them is his target, how will he distinguish which one is the goal in the future?

While his thoughts were flying, the two girls opposite started walking toward him, and the girl on the right spoke first, "Brother, are you a guest of the manor?"

Wen Nan nodded, "Are you... the mistresses of this place?"

The two girls shook their heads simultaneously like pendulums, "Our sister is the mistress of this manor, we're just boarders here out of her great mercy."

Wen Nan followed their words and asked, "Where is your sister?"

The two girls didn't speak, their blood-streaked eyes, with only whites and no pupils, stared straight at Wen Nan.

Wen Nan calmly met their gaze, "Inconvenient to say?"

The two girls still didn't answer his question but moved closer to him again, stopping when their toes almost touched Wen Nan's, then grabbed his wrists, one on each side.

The girls looked frail, but their fingers were like irons clamping on Wen Nan's wrists, squeezing so hard that his bones started to ache with a slightly creepy "crack, crack" sound.

"Brother, could you accompany us... for a walk?"

The girl asked cautiously, accompanied by a smile.

Wen Nan nodded with a smile, "Of course."

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Third floor, east wing, R.L. room.

Xu Dongsheng sat on the floor, his back tightly against the door, eyes fixed on the window in front of him, trembling all over like chaff.

Just now, he clearly saw a shadow flash past outside the window!

A ghost! It must be a ghost! It's probably trying to break in through the window!

What to do?

One of his hands was tightly gripping a piece of paper, the thin paper crumpled under his grip, but he remembered the contents clearly without needing to look.

It was a check-in notice, simply listing four precautions—

Don't touch Little Y., don't touch Little P., don't touch Little W.;

Don't leave the guest room after ten o'clock;

Please do not shout loudly in the corridor;

Avoid touching the snowflake porcelain!!!

It's already past ten, according to the check-in notice, he can't leave the guest room.

But, staying in the guest room, will that shadow outside the window quietly sneak into his room?

Thinking of this, Xu Dongsheng trembled and closed his eyes tightly.

He had relied on equipment and items to clear all the beginner instances, but this intermediate instance locked the equipment bar from the start.

This was very unfriendly to a Level 2 player like him!

What to do? What to do? What to do?

Xu Dongsheng lifted his head, knocking the back of it against the door with a "thud, thud" sound, while the hand holding the check-in notice fell powerlessly to the ground.

The long-pile carpet underfoot seemed longer, softer, and denser than before, even exuding a touch of warmth...

...Warmth?!

Xu Dongsheng recoiled in fear like being shocked, abruptly opening his eyes, only to find that a tuft of orange fur had slipped into the crack where he was sitting!

"Ah!"

He cried out, jumped up from the floor, took several steps back to the bed, and stopped, looking warily toward the door crack.

The tuft of orange fur quickly retracted with a "whoosh."

After a while, he heard a soft meow from outside the door: "Meow~"

Cat? An orange cat?

"Little Y., don't run around." A female voice followed immediately.

Hearing that name, Xu Dongsheng's face turned pale in an instant.

Little Y.? Was it Little Y.'s tail that poked through the door crack just now?

So, he inadvertently, touched Little Y.?!

Xu Dongsheng stretched out his hand trembling, staring at his palm, as if petrified.

"Huh."

A breath sound was heard near his ear, so close it seemed that someone was right behind him.

Xu Dongsheng turned stiffly, seeing a girl ghost with cyan skin, a broken neck, and a head lolling to one side, standing in front of him!

"Ah——!"

Xu Dongsheng could no longer hold back and burst through the door, eyes closed tight, feeling his way to the stairway, and hurried up, shouting:

"Chairman! Help!"

"...Xu Dongsheng?"

After climbing only one floor, he heard the familiar voice of the chairman from the corridor.

Xu Dongsheng stopped, as if he had found a savior, opened his eyes, "Great——"

Before he could finish, he saw beside the chairman, on the left and right, stood two identical ghost girls...

"Ah——!"

Xu Dongsheng completely broke down, turned and ran downstairs.

His eyes closed tight, arms extended, wailing all the way as he dashed headlong.

After running for an unknown time, his hand suddenly touched something cold and hard, making him shiver and retract his hand, and then—

Crash!

The crisp sound of porcelain shattering reached his ears.

Xu Dongsheng opened his eyes and realized he had unknowingly run to the entrance of the dining room.

Accidentally, he had shattered one of the two long-necked vases at the entrance.

Looking at the pile of snowflake porcelain fragments scattered on the ground, Xu Dongsheng fell into despair.

All done for! It's all done for now!

He had violated every rule written in that check-in notice...

That lady housekeeper certainly wouldn't let him off!

Thinking of this, Xu Dongsheng collapsed to the ground, staring emptily ahead, catching a glimpse of a familiar figure in his peripheral vision.

He shivered in fright, turned to look, and saw Jiang Xueying lying stiffly beside him.

Ghost?!

Xu Dongsheng turned to run again, but a system prompt sounded in his mind—

W.C.: [A murder case has been detected nearby, would you like to report it?]

A murder case?

In disbelief, Xu Dongsheng turned back, once again looking at the housekeeper lying face down on the floor.

She's...dead?!