My Iyashikei Game

686 Choice

In Brain’s memory, no one had managed to kill Dream, but this amnesiac man managed to trap Dream’s butterfly inside his mind. He admitted that he knew Han Fei was different when he first met him. He also had the thought of using the man. However, the situation had spiraled out of control. He was fishing for a normal fish but had hooked a crocodile instead.

“What is with the song?! Why can it evoke the fear deep inside my soul?” The man tried to cover his daughter’s ears, but it was pointless. The song echoed directly in their minds and whipped at their souls.

“This is my first time hearing this song too. It feels like the song of the dead. The voice is filled with hatred.” Han Fei silently closed the door. The front and back doors of the neighborhood were blocked by the police and players. It was impossible for Han Fei to escape with the injured Brain, Yan Yue as well as two kids. Since escape was impossible, then the tactic had to be changed. The neighborhood’s layout was complicated. The police and players wouldn’t find Han Fei so soon.

“Since we know this is a nightmare, as long as we keep that in mind, there shouldn’t be any problem.”

“You underestimate Dream. He is a master manipulator. He will find the human weakness and attack everyone who has fallen into the nightmare. They will all commit suicide in the dream.” Brain kept reminding Han Fei.

“But we don’t have a better solution now. I am just a framed fugitive who has dragged my family down with me.” Han Fei wiped the bloody tear on his cheeks.

“Framed?” The man had no idea when Han Fei said family, did he mean the paper doll in his grasp or the other female fugitive at the door.

“This nightmare is also helping me remember my past. Fear is a kind of wealth. Facing fear directly is a precious experience.”

“You should keep that precious experience to yourself.” The man kept an eye on Yan Yue. Yan Yue’s condition was not optimistic. The victims’ resentment inside her body started to go on a rampage due to the nightmare. Her mother started to weaken.

After death, a person’s soul would slowly disintegrate, but Yan Yue’s mother and Dream killed ten people to use their souls to repair Yan Yue’s soul. Even though Yan Yue was brought back to life, her fragile soul was pasted with other people’s faces. She was more like a monster than an actual monster.

At 11.55 pm, Yan Yue’s thin body suddenly tensed. She lifted her head and opened her mouth to scream. Many eyes opened in her throat. The faces of many unknown girls fought to escape from her mouth. Among them, the soul of a girl with a single ponytail was the strongest. She stepped on the other souls. When her upper body was out, she was suddenly grabbed by a pale arm and dragged back into Yan Yue’s body.

“Wang Jiaru?” The female student from the fifth floor covered her mouth in shock. “That girl with the single ponytail was our class belle. She transferred out of our school last semester, and then we heard she committed suicide because her face was ruined. Why would she be inside Yan Yue’s stomach?”

The female student studied the different faces. Some of them were Yan Yue and her friends. The girls all possessed something Yan Yue envied, like their beauty, happy family, good results, and so on. “Yan Yue killed all these girls… She’s a murderer!” The female student fell to the ground. She recalled the things that had happened to her. “We are supposed to have a normal life, but she has ruined everything due to her jealousy. How can a person be so disgusting? She is worse than the ghosts!”

Yan Yue appeared to hear the female student. Her bloodshot eyes turned around. A black flame of hatred flickered, and she turned her head to look at the female student. The hatred of the ragdoll was caused by abandonment, and the hatred of Yan Yue was due to jealousy. She tried to jump on the female student while tied to a chair.

“Yan Yue!” The man hugged Yan Yue tightly from behind. “You can’t keep making the same mistake!”

Yan Yue suddenly stopped struggling. Her neck slowly turned around, and she looked at the man from a strange angle. The cracked lips opened. Yan Yue’s tone had changed. “You’ll always say that. Do you deserve to be her father?”

The man was startled. His bloody eyes looked at Yan Yue. His mouth opened, but he couldn’t say a word.

“Everything can be abandoned to keep the secret, right? Does that include our daughter too?”

“I…”

“You have your insistence, and I have my choice. My daughter is my whole world. If she doesn’t exist in this world, then I have no love for it.” Many mouths opened inside Yan Yue’s throat. They repeated Yan Yue’s words.

“Even if she comes back after death, it’s not her anymore.” The man looked into Yan Yue’s eyes and his heart winced with pain. He loved her daughter as much as he loved his wife, but he rarely expressed it. “Dream has spread the seeds around the city. If you help him, you’d drag the whole city down into hell.”

“So what?” Yan Yue cackled. Her bones snapped. “So what!” The ropes around her body cut into her skin. Her blood vessels popped. A butterfly wing-like pattern appeared under her skin. The pattern appeared to be painted there beforehand. It surfaced on the skin to overlap with the maze tattoo.

“The butterfly wants to imprint the maze tattoo on its wings?” Han Fei saw through Dream’s plan. He took out Company and knelt beside Yan Yue. “Madam, you also want Yan Yue to be happy, right? You want her to live a normal life, yes?”

As the source of the nightmare, Yan Yue was extremely uncomfortable when Han Fei came close. She turned her head away.

“Some people are alive, but they’re no different from being dead. Dream just wants to use you and your daughter. But I’m different. As long as you’re willing to tell me about Brain’s past, I’ll protect Yan Yue and make sure that she’ll be happy as before.”

Then, Han Fei pulled the red threads. He held Yan Yue’s chin and inserted Company into Yan Yue’s mouth. “Dream and I are nemesis. Once he revives, the whole city will collapse. If you are unwilling to cooperate with me, I have no choice but to kill your daughter and inject her soul with thousands of curses.”

The cold tone, the terrifying song, and the endless illusion. At that moment, Han Fei’s face was imprinted on Yan Yue’s mother’s mind.