I Joined a Dating Sim Game and Got the Horror Boss Instead

---- Chapter 8 Achill crept up my spine. The system said, "Correct. That is exactly what he has done in every previous run." My heart sank. What a psychopath. Lift people to heaven, then kick them straight into hell. Thad been chasing him nonstop, pestering him, clinging to him. Last night, I almost forced myself on him while drunk. He had every reason to hate me. So giving me all three keys was just his way of letting me climb higher before he shoved me off the cliff. Mental torture first, physical execution later. Just as I was sinking into despair, the system tried to comfort me.

"Host, there is still a way. I can open one more backdoor for you. If you can survive for one more week, I'll have enough energy to pull you out of this horror game. My power is too low right now, so I need time to recharge. Please hang on. Whatever you do, don't let the boss kill you before I'm ready." I nearly cried with relief. "System, you are my savior. ll just hold onto the keys for a week and pretend I'm ---- waiting for the right moment to open the box. The longer I stall, the better." If I wanted to live, I needed to stop flirting with Aaron entirely.

One wrong move and he'd snap my neck. The system had also said that if I died here, my real- world body would die too. So yes. I needed to enter full survival mode. Then a thought struck me. "System, you can see affection points, right? Can you check his for me?" "Pm sorry. I don't have permission to view the boss's affection value inside a horror game. But once we escape this world, I can check it then." "Right... okay." [let it go. His affection score was probably in the negatives anyway. The next morning, I arrived at class.

Now that the system had explained things, I finally understood that everyone in this world except the players was an NPC. They acted normal in the daytime, but at night they all turned into horrifying ghost NPCs. ---- I kept telling myself to stay calm. Act like everything was normal. Pretend they were regular classmates. I tried to change my seat. Someone said, "You can't switch seats without the homeroom teacher's permission." So I went to the teacher... and got rejected. Great. I was stuck sitting next to the horror-game final boss. During class, Aaron sat quietly beside me.

He smelled faintly of lemon. "My milk?" he asked, holding out his hand. I froze. Normally, at this time, I would have piles of snacks and milk ready for him. But I was trying to stop fawning over him. Did he expect me to keep the pattern? "J... forgot to buy it today. I'll bring it tomorrow." "Alright." Trying to feel out his intentions, I discreetly held out the golden key. "Maybe you should take this back." ---- His eyes narrowed slightly. "I gave it to you. Keep it. And don't hand it to anyone else. You should finish what you need to do... soon." There it was. Confirmation.

He wanted me to hurry up and open the box so he could watch me die. I tucked all three keys away. No way was I throwing them out. The system had told me that if I somehow managed to take the keys out of the game, each one was wortha million. Three million total. Not that anyone had ever survived long enough to bring them out.