Horror Games and Burritos

I then continued where I left off, “Would you like one?”

As soon as I finished speaking, a small hand struggled to raise a pouch of silver from beneath the counter.

“I’ll have one please.”

I stood on tiptoe and leaned over to look, only to see a little girl in a red bridal dress gazing up at me with wide, expectant eyes.

Oh, so it wasn’t that no one was there.

She had just been too short!

I weighed the silver, there were at least ten taels!

This kid was unbelievably generous!

I picked out the smallest piece of broken silver and returned the rest to her.

“This is enough.”

After that, I started making the burrito.

Seeing how thin and tiny the little girl looked, my heart ached for her.

I added more fillings right away.

I only stopped when the fillings were overflowing.

I threw in everything without hesitation.

All the fillings that I could think of.

At last, a burrito bigger than her face appeared.

Because I added so many ingredients, it even tore open in several places, leaking every now and then.

I handed the burrito to the little girl.

“Is it enough? You can eat me if it isn’t.”

The little girl stared, shocked, at the mountain-sized burrito and pondered for a long time, not knowing where to start.

But apparently, that didn’t trouble her for long.

Her body suddenly swelled, her mouth split open all the way to her ears, and dense teeth filled the gaping maw.

With one bite, she swallowed the entire burrito.

Crunching and grinding sounds came from her mouth.

Muffled, she said, “What delicacy is this! It’s way too good!”

I slowly gave her a thumbs-up and exclaimed, “Impressive!”

It was the first time anyone had eaten my super deluxe mega burrito in one go.

I was so moved that tears welled up in my eyes.

I wanted a hundred customers like her!

The next day, the little girl brought several friends.

Although her friends all looked strange and grotesque.

There was a hanged ghost dragging an extra-long tongue, a water ghost soaked from head to toe.

And a pile of… uh… bloodied meat paste.

But the one thing they shared was that they all wore identical red bridal dresses.

I felt sorry for them, so I made each of them a super deluxe mega burrito.

The kind with loads of ingredients.

The little girls ate with their cheeks puffed out.

“Ma’am, this burrito was too good!”

“I had never eaten anything so delicious.”

“Me too!”

The little girls let down their guard with me.

From chatting, I learned that they had all been tied up by villagers and sacrificed to the river god.

No wonder some had been hanged and others drowned.

My heart ached for them even more.

I made each of them three more burritos so they could take them back into their dungeon instance.

“You can come at any time if you want to eat my burritos. I’ll make them for you for free.”

The little girls left, satisfied, even saying they would help spread the word.

What kind and thoughtful children.

I hadn’t expected them to really bring me customers.

By afternoon, my shop was already full of entities, and in the kitchen I wished I could grow eight arms like an octopus.

Every customer who ate was completely conquered by the delicious burritos and began advertising the place on their own.

Just like that, my burritos became famous throughout the horror game.

Every entity would come after getting off work to eat a fragrant, sizzling burrito from my shop.

Freshly made tortilla wrapping a ton of juicy fillings.

One bite delivered a critical hit of flavor.

A creature covered head to toe in eyeballs exclaimed, “Only after tasting something this good does life feel worth living!”