"Are the people in the bed us?" Zhu Zhu looked up, her expression blank and visibly dazed. "...Then who are we?"

No.

My head is spinning.

There can't be two suns in the world, just as there can't be two people who are exactly the same, right?

"Don't think too much."

Natsuki Amamiya looked down and casually remarked, "It's normal for the body and soul to be separated, isn't it?"

Lord Zhu Zhu couldn't help but shout:

"This is not normal at all!"

"..."

“This is a haunted house, but it’s not really a haunted house.” Amamiya Natsuki gently pressed her finger to her brow and looked at Zhu Zhu. “There are actually many clues… For example, isn’t this apartment too clean?”

"Huh?" Zhu Zhu was taken aback, but quickly understood what Amamiya Natsuki meant, and retorted in a low voice, "Even if no one dares to move in, the manager will definitely clean the apartment, right?"

"What if someone is bold enough to rent out the house?"

Amamiya Natsuki said slowly:

"Then what about the teacup on the table, the shoes in the entryway, and the toothbrush in the bathroom?"

"When an apartment is cleaned and prepared for re-rental, would they leave behind the previous tenant's personal belongings?"

"of course not."

Lord Zhu quickly shook his head.

This is not reasonable.

Even if the tenant doesn't take their personal belongings like water cups, slippers, and toothbrushes, the apartment manager will throw them away.

Amamiya Natsuki looked down and praised:

"Lord Zhu's stockings are super cute today."

"What...what are you saying?!"

The pink-haired girl blushed and quickly covered her skirt.

This is a gloomy and terrifying haunted house. If you want to compliment someone, try saying it in another setting!

Natsuki Amamiya continued:

Where are your shoes?

"Eh?"

Lord Zhu looked down at his feet.

Needless to say, the pink and white striped over-the-knee socks are undeniably cute... but their feet are bare, as they're not wearing shoes.

I'm used to going barefoot at home, and if Natsuki Amamiya hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have realized I hadn't been wearing shoes all this time.

"You're not wearing shoes either," Lord Zhu Zhu quickly added.

“No, there isn’t.” Natsuki Amamiya nodded. “Knowing there are ghost stories in the haunted house, you still took off your shoes. Were you worried that you would run too fast and the ghost stories wouldn’t be able to catch up?”

"And another thing," Natsuki Amamiya paused, "when I checked the entrance hall just now, there were only Ms. Wraith's shoes."

Lord Zhu quickly realized, "Hey, where are our shoes?"

"..."

Natsuki Amamiya didn't speak, but turned the flashlight and shone it on the feet of the two people on the bed.

Two pairs of shoes came into view.

"Tsk."

Amamiya Natsuki suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Lord Zhu Zhu quickly looked over.

Amamiya Natsuki said solemnly:

"It feels like we've gone too far to sleep in someone else's bed wearing our shoes."

"Don't worry about that at a time like this!" Zhu Zhu couldn't help but complain. "You were just trying to check Miss Wraith's private parts, that's way worse than sleeping with your shoes on!"

"Let's go, let's wake up first."

Natsuki Amamiya stepped into the bedroom.

Zhu Zhu quickly followed with small, quick steps.

The eyes have given a clue: simply touching one's body will wake one up.

As her fingers touched her body, Natsuki Amamiya felt a slight dizziness, followed by the appearance of a yellowish ceiling.

"Well……"

The pink-haired girl in his arms quickly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes filled with a dazed look.

One second I was standing by the bed, the next I was lying down; the change in perspective made me dizzy.

"Good morning, Lady Zhu Zhu," Natsuki Amamiya greeted.

"Good morning~" Lord Zhu Zhu quickly came to her senses. "Wait, isn't it morning now?"

"Anyway, it's time to get up."

"..."

Zhu Zhu then realized that she was still lying on Amamiya Natsuki's chest like a kitten. Her little face turned slightly red, and she quickly sat up, jumped off the bed, and straightened her skirt.

Amamiya Natsuki sat up and looked around.

The apartment was still the same apartment, but now that strange, discordant feeling was gone. The bedroom was empty, with only a bed and a wardrobe.

Upon entering the living room, the tables, sofas, televisions, and other furniture that were previously there had quietly disappeared, leaving only an empty apartment.

The two walked to the entrance hall, and Amamiya Natsuki reached out and opened the door, where the vast twilight once again appeared before them.

"Is it really okay to go out?"

Lord Zhu was a little nervous.

Once bitten, twice shy.

“Miss Vengeful Spirit must have some kind of ability to put people to sleep and pull them into an illusion,” Natsuki Amamiya explained. “Think about it carefully, Miss Vengeful Spirit could have attacked us directly from behind, but she just reached her hand over my shoulder. Her purpose was obviously not to attack us, but to create fear. Too much fear will eventually turn into despair.”

"For example, after going through all sorts of hardships, we finally escaped the apartment and got to the corridor, only to find ourselves back in the apartment the next second."

"Finally, the reason for the haunted house..." Amamiya Natsuki paused slightly, stepped out of the apartment, and walked into the corridor, "It must have been a fire."

Lord Zhu Zhu followed closely behind and hurried out. He also received the game notification, and his eyes lit up immediately.

"Out!"

With the game officially endorsing them, there's no doubt that the two have indeed completed the haunted house mystery. In other words, the main quest has been accomplished, and all that's left is to meet the time requirement to finish the game.

"A fire?" Zhu Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, realizing, "No wonder Miss Wraith was charred all over and had charcoal powder in her mouth."

"A fire broke out, but the door couldn't be opened, so they were trapped in the apartment... How pitiful."

pat.

An old-fashioned videotape fell out of nowhere and landed at their feet.

"Huh?" Lord Zhu Zhu was taken aback. "What is this?"

The game notification sounded in their minds again.

Filming for 'Haunted House Tales' has been completed.

You must hold the videotape for more than ten minutes before you can submit it to the judges for review.

Please note that this videotape cannot be added to the game inventory, and it can only be submitted by one actor.

"What does that last sentence mean?"

Lord Zhu looked up, his expression hesitant.

“It’s exactly what you think.” Natsuki Amamiya saw through the game’s sinister intentions at a glance. “There can only be one ‘lead actor’. For example, if the two of us complete the filming of the haunted house ghost story, only one of us can submit the main mission for film review, while the other person gets nothing.”

“In other words…” Amamiya Natsuki lowered her head and looked at Zhu Zhu, “The time has come to test the players’ humanity.”

Chapter 247 Uncle, I'll teach you right now.

"...How insidious."

Lord Zhu crossed his arms and quickly realized the sinister intentions behind the game.

Even a naive high school girl knows that human nature is something that cannot withstand the test.

Ordinary items are one thing, but these ghost story videotapes are the tools to pass the level and the hope to survive. Even good friends in real life might turn against each other for them.

Humility is a virtue.

But when it comes to their own lives, no one will choose to yield.

After all, no one knows how dangerous other ghost stories might be.

The safest approach is to obtain the ghost story videotape and then submit the quest.

Thinking of this, Lady Zhu pursed her pink lips, took a half step back, moving away from the videotape to show her stance, and whispered:

"Natsuki, submit the videotape."

Having barely helped anyone escape the haunted house, I shouldn't have taken the videotape from any angle.

Lord Zhu knows exactly what to do.

Natsuki Amamiya bent down, picked up the videotape at her feet, and flipped it to the front. The cover showed the interior of a haunted apartment, with a charred, vengeful spirit standing inside, wearing an indescribable paper bag hood over her head...

"for you."

Amamiya Natsuki casually tossed the videotape to Zhu Zhu.

"Eh……?"

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