A Nearsighted Girl’s Journey Through a Horror Game

Trapped in a lethal horror game, a nearsighted protagonist survives by mistake when her blurry vision leads her to treat monstrous entities as her loving family. She dotes on a blood-stained ghost as a daughter and views the final boss as her spouse. During their first encounter, she critiques the boss's height while touching his torso, unaware he is holding his own severed head. Enraged, the entity reattaches his head to prove he stands at six-foot-one.

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Chapter 4

“Lily’s my little sweetheart, and you’re my big one. We’re one happy family now.”

I gave him my best smile. “Actually, um, honey, you’ve got a great body, but… why do you look kinda short? Don’t worry though. Now that I’m here, I’ll cook for you both every day. Soon, you and our daughter will be tall and strong!”

The live chat went absolutely wild.

【What the hell is she saying? How does she dare talk like that to the Headless Boss?】

【Finally! The infamous Headless Boss. He’s supposed to be the strongest one in the Happy Home scenario. The top player last time died fighting him.】

【Wait… why does the Boss look like he’s blushing? No way, did she just fluster him?】

【You’re down bad, man.】

Everyone in the stream was waiting for him to snap my neck like he’d done to every other player before.

But instead, he calmly lifted the severed head he’d been holding and placed it back onto his neck. Then he leaned in, his cold, dangerous aura fading a little, his voice suddenly carrying a hint of… wounded pride.

“Short? I’m six-foot-one. Why don’t you take a closer look?”

Even ghosts, it seems, care about their height.

“Nina,” he said suddenly, my name rolling off his tongue in a deep, velvety tone that made my heart race.

I grabbed his tie and yanked him down until he was practically on top of me, murmuring dramatically, “Can’t see. Come closer.”

His handsome face came into sharp focus, and I couldn’t help grinning inside.

Thank God this game only tracks Fear Value, not heart rate. Otherwise, I’d be dead already.

When he stayed silent, I panicked, thinking I’d made him mad. My eyes sparkled as I rushed to flatter him.

“Wow! You’re six-one, I’m five-five—that’s the perfect height difference! We’re meant to be!”

The man in the tailored suit turned bright red and was just about to respond when Lily, freshly reassembled, charged in. She kicked him so hard he flew into the ceiling and got stuck there.

Then she turned to me with her big, teary eyes, pressed her face against mine, and whispered softly, “Mommy… Lily hungry. Food.”

Seriously, who could resist that?

I immediately dug through the fridge, squinted, and happily set about cooking for the little girl…and my husband.

I’m not bragging about my cooking, but those two practically licked the bowls clean.

When I went to shower, I heard them in the next room, talking quietly.

“Lily, maybe we should keep her. She cooks pretty well.”

“But Dad, when those two get back tomorrow and find out we won’t eat their food, they’ll freak out.”

“Call that food? If they complain, I’ll kill them.”

“Okay, I’ll keep watch.”

After my shower I took the master bedroom like it was mine. I poked my head out from under the covers and watched the dark shape sitting motionless on the sofa.

I softened my voice and started showing off my homemaking.

“Babe, why don’t you finish showering your body in the bathroom and I’ll wash your hair in the kitchen? It’ll be faster that way.”

Chat exploded: 【What kind of suggestion is that?】

Even crazier, the headless boss actually agreed to my plan.

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