Twilight’s expression shifted slightly at his words.
She frowned and roared in anger, “You’re looking down on me!”
“What right do you have to look down on me!!!”
“I participated in nine games, and in every single one, I walked the path alone. I killed my way through!!!”
“You’re just a lucky hypocrite!!!”
“I refuse to accept this!”
With less than two minutes remaining, even the normally calm Twilight became agitated.
Her composure crumbled, and her eyes turned completely bloodshot.
Yi Mo looked at her quietly and said with certainty, “No… you’re wrong.”
“I am a deceiver.”
“A Super Deceiver who has fooled tens of millions of people.”
“While there was indeed an element of luck, I want to tell you something.”
“You didn’t lose to an ordinary person—not someone who survived solely on luck.”
“Your efforts were not in vain!”
As Yi Mo finished speaking, the countdown for the end of the game showed less than one minute.
He stood up and pulled the young girl into his arms.
It was a very gentle embrace.
He softly stroked her long, pink hair.
Twilight could feel that he had no intention of violating or insulting her.
It was truly a gentle, warm embrace.
In her memories, she had never possessed such a thing.
From the joy of victory to total despair.
And now, to this touch of tenderness she had never experienced before.
She… she didn’t want this at all!!!
Her tear ducts collapsed.
Transparent teardots slid from the corners of her eyes, tracing down her face and soaking the shoulder of Yi Mo’s short-sleeved shirt.
Suddenly, she wasn’t so afraid of death anymore…
Actually, it had been quite exhausting…
Hadn’t it?
“Is that so…”
“So that’s how it is…”
“Then losing to you… isn’t too shameful…”
“Ha…”
She choked back a sob.
“Promise me, don’t lose to anyone else…”
Twilight’s voice carried a slight, trembling sob and a sense of liberation.
Yi Mo didn’t look at the System clock to confirm, but he knew there were only five seconds left until the game ended.
He leaned close to her ear, hidden beneath her pale pink hair, and whispered, “Mhm.”
“I’ll remember.”
“My girlfriend… for the duration of one game.”
Following Yi Mo’s words, Twilight finally closed her eyes and relaxed completely, waiting for death to arrive.
[Ding! This game has ended.]
[The Slasher Faction player failed to complete the mission. Failure is determined.]
[Penalty…]
‘I’m… going to die…’
[Penalty execution failed. Under the influence of the SSR+ Card, the girlfriend shares the boyfriend’s victory. Survival successful! The boyfriend’s victory Points will be split equally.]
[Personal Game Evaluation: You even tried to kill the beautiful girlfriend assigned to you. No wonder you don’t have a girlfriend in the real world! Hmph, scumbag!]
‘Wait, what…’
Before Yi Mo could even react, a cold and somewhat morbid voice reached his ears: “Hehe, whether it’s in the real world or in a game…”
“I will find you, and I will kill you!”
When Yi Mo looked up, Twilight—no longer possessed by the Slasher and without the Cleaver in her hand—had already put distance between them.
Her crimson eyes were filled with coldness and a touch of morbid infatuation.
Her face was slightly flushed as she stared at him.
After the game ended, players probably couldn’t attack each other.
Otherwise, she would have undoubtedly slaughtered him without hesitation.
A moment ago, she looked like she was moved…
This change was way too fast…
The two of them stood in the classroom bathed in the glow of the sunset, their bodies draped in a fiery, burning red.
Yi Mo did not look away.
He looked directly at Twilight, and a confident smile suddenly tugged at the corners of his mouth.
“I’ll be waiting for you, my girlfriend.”
“Oh, right.”
“I’m not some Super Deceiver. I’m just a cowardly, incompetent, ordinary person.”
“I was lying to you just now~”
Before Twilight could say anything in her exasperation, their figures vanished.
[The Slasher in the Mine]
[Game, END]
***
Beneath the brown curtains, the room appeared somewhat dim.
When Yi Mo woke up again, he was still lying on his comfortable bed.
He subconsciously looked down; his feet were dangling off the edge of the bed, and the slippers he wore were not tied with plastic strings.
‘Was it a dream?’
Yi Mo lifted his phone.
The screen showed the “Me” page of the Become an Idol! app.
Compared to the previous Level 0, his account level had now risen to Level 3.
In the Points section, it clearly read: 349.
He remembered hearing several System notifications before waking up, likely explaining how the Points were calculated.
If they hadn’t been split in half by Twilight, he should have received 700.
Additionally, the System prompted him, asking if he needed to recover from his injuries.
Yi Mo wasn’t actually injured, but seeing it only cost one Point, he clicked yes anyway.
He was then enveloped in a white light.
Though he had no wounds, his shoes and clothes felt brand new…
‘Not a bad deal,’ Yi Mo thought.
He closed his eyes, and images of the Solo Stan being hacked apart flashed through his mind.
Blood…
Splattering everywhere, internal organs crushed and churning…
Yi Mo felt his stomach churn.
He ran to the bathroom and couldn’t help but retch.
But his stomach was empty; nothing came out.
When he returned to lie down on the bed, his face was pale and his expression was dazed.
“What a nightmare…”
Yi Mo gripped his phone tightly.
The time was 11:53 AM.
It was time for lunch, but he had no appetite at all.
That Slasher game hadn’t lasted very long—at most, an hour.
But in the real world, two hours had passed…
Yi Mo didn’t want to think about it anymore.
He raised his phone, exited the ridiculous app, and dragged it straight to the trash bin.
[Do you wish to uninstall “Become an Idol!”?]
Yi Mo didn’t hesitate.
He clicked “Yes.”
Unfortunately…
It couldn’t be uninstalled at all…
“Heh… I’m haunted…”
Lacking any energy, Yi Mo stared at his phone and sighed.
He opened Mou Bao and ordered a new phone.
Just as he finished the payment, the Become an Idol! app forced a window to pop up.
[Qin Muse requested to add you as a friend.]
This System notification appeared with “Accept” and “Decline” buttons below it.
“She actually used her real name as her game nickname. That’s so like you!”
Without hesitation, Yi Mo clicked decline.
He didn’t want to have any further interaction with that fickle, crazy woman!
[Qin Muse requested to add you as a friend.]
However, as soon as Yi Mo declined, the System popped up the friend request again.
Decline!
[Qin Muse requested to add you as a friend.]
Just like that, Yi Mo declined five times in a row before the friend request notifications finally stopped.
Yi Mo glared at the screen and muttered fiercely, “You crazy woman, no matter how many times you request, I will never accept!”
“I will absolutely, never, have anything to do with you again!!!”
Becoming friends with a woman who threatened to kill him—and was a crazy woman who truly could kill—seemed way too absurd to Yi Mo.
Yi Mo thought Twilight was a truly persistent person, but seeing that the notifications stopped after five consecutive rejections, he assumed she had been restricted by the System.
He couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
“Haha… Goodbye to you. Farewell forever~”
The usually cold Yi Mo actually felt a bit of happiness in his heart.
But before that smile could last half a minute, his face suddenly darkened.
[Ding-ling.]
[The Girlfriend Group has been established~]
[Description: This is a group chat established specifically for you and your girlfriend. It’s a privilege, no need to thank me. Enjoy~]
‘Wait, what…’
Yi Mo stared with dead-fish eyes at the group chat window that had popped up automatically.
There were only two people in the entire group: him and Qin Muse.
Soon, Qin Muse sent several messages.
Qin Muse: “Yi Mo, where do you live? Curious (emoji)”
Qin Muse: “I’ll come over for a visit when your family isn’t home. Smiling face (emoji)”
Qin Muse: “Don’t worry, I won’t let you feel any pain. The knife (emoji) is very fast.”