Chapter 30

-----------------------------------------------------------------

Translator: penny

Chapter: 30

Chapter Title: My 1st Floor Roommate Won't Die (5)

-----------------------------------------------------------------

I lowered my head to gaze down at my feet.

"Phew..."

Fortunately, they were attached in a perfectly normal fashion.

In the horror tale featuring the Roommate Monster, I'd thought my foot was twisted in the wrong direction.

Willing to shatter bones if need be, I'd been about to wrench my ankle the other way...

"...Sigh, so this is what happens when you craft with living materials..."

I'd gone and used a living roommate as crafting material.

The roommates that had turned into bracelets... they must have been trying to assimilate me, turning me into one of them.

"...Fuck, first time in my life I've survived thanks to some bullshit like this."

More or less, back when I was under that mental assault, my Sanity must have been around 350.

Even as my body was getting overtaken by the roommate, spotting the word 'Tlqkf' snapped me out of it.

"...Wonder if I could pull off some revenge now?"

Having already recognized the phrase "mirror world," would it be okay for me to dive back into the Roommate Monster horror dungeon?

As long as I didn't wear the assimilated bracelet, maybe it'd be fine? I'd toyed with the idea briefly...

"...No way in hell I can go back in."

Without any confidence that I could clear the horror tale if I returned.

I couldn't gamble my life on a pointless bet, so I decided to give up on clearing that horror world.

Someday, someone else will clear it for me.

It'd be a lie to say I wasn't disappointed in all sorts of ways.

But I'd gained a ton of new info, so I resolved to believe that eventually, someone would conquer that dungeon.

Anyway...

I used up every last crafting item I had left and whipped up some roommates real quick.

Maybe 'cause I used a living roommate as material, the items started trying to eat me.

My consciousness gradually started turning into a roommate.

Then that thing I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠saw on the community happened ㅇㅇ

Once I fixated on a 'specific word' inside and did a 'specific action,' my mind got totally hijacked.

I'd reveal the 'specific' details if the mods say it's okay to share.

After that... the usual Anonymous 1 who feeds me wins kept DM-spamming me and snapped me out of it...

Right in the middle of the mental attack, seeing a word that gave me that "Wait, something's off here?" gut feeling cleared my head a bit.

Snapped to, hit Return, and bailed.

Thanks, Anon 1.

'That roommate bastard... is it really using a VPN...?'

It kept getting banned by the mods even now.

Yet the Roommate Monster kept showing up on my posts with new accounts...

The way it persisted despite blocks sent a genuine chill down my spine.

'The mod said they'd look into why...'

I hoped the community Moderator would find a proper way to deal with it.

"Mod for the win!"

Thankfully, I spotted a post saying the mod had handled this one too.

"...Ah."

Learning the truth left me with a complicated feeling.

Among the countless bracelet items scattered on the floor... the vanguard.

In other words, the seniors who'd sacrificed themselves to gather info so I could survive the "My 1st Floor Roommate Won't Die" horror tale might be among them.

"Sorry, seniors..."

I carefully gathered the discarded broken bracelets and placed them on the table.

Then quietly stared down at them.

...Hate to just toss 'em...

Keep using the assimilated bracelets, and I'd definitely get fully overtaken by the roommate, so no way I'd equip them...

But items that boosted Sanity by a total of 196? Felt like a waste to throw out.

What to do with these...

Pondering ways to purify or exorcise them or whatever...

"...I'm beat."

The tension from cheating death drained away, leaving my body utterly limp and heavy.

I decided to leave dealing with the items to my future self after some sleep.

...

"Ah!... Fuck... dream..."

The nightmare of being caught by the Roommate Monster jolted me awake before I knew it.

"...Even in dreams, it torments me..."

The nightmare had me wide awake despite the exhaustion, so out of habit, I opened my Status Window.

Before drifting off again, I'd checked the Gallery like it was my phone, hoping for something fun...

Still good.

The Creatable Times that refreshed one per sleep cycle caught my eye.

Suddenly.

...But what if I combine bracelet + bracelet?

I started wondering what would happen if I merged two assimilated bracelets.

Wasn't there a saying?

Negative times negative equals positive.

Assimilated bracelet + assimilated bracelet? Maybe it'd make a non-assimilated one?

Mathematically, negative times negative is positive, after all.

Oh, gotta try it.

I placed my hand on the bracelets on the table and hit Craft.

The 16 broken assimilated bracelets scattered around got sucked right into the Status Window.

Lemme see.

With bated breath, hoping for something usable, I opened Inventory.

Whoa...

I realized.

Nothing ever goes my way...

The Craft button did addition, not multiplication.

Negative plus negative just makes a bigger negative...

"..."

I silently read the description, then pulled the necklace item from Inventory.

"Looks ominous as hell..."

It wasn't like just holding it was corroding my mind or anything.

But like the bracelets, this was definitely an item that would slowly devour me over time.

...Gonna give this to the Bellierd Library monster later.

I decided to gift this necklace to the Bellierd Library monster someday—not as a bribe, but with genuine heart.

I tossed it roughly on the table and was about to lie down for more sleep...

...Fuck, if not for these nightmares, I wouldn't be wasting my craft chance like this.

Resentment bubbled up toward the 1st Floor Roommate Monster that left me mentally frail.

It wasn't even in the dungeon anymore.

Maybe I could slap on some negative debuffs using the camera filter...

...No, wait. Hold up... Does this work?

Wait...

Does this work?

Would this even...?

Hmm...

...Try it?

"Huh..."

I took off the necklace from around my neck and set it back on the table.

That's when I saw the Moderator's reply and realized.

"...Why the hell did that actually work...?"

Deleting the photo of the Roommate Monster I'd snapped with the camera before leaving the horror world...

It had actually permanently deleted the 1st Floor Roommate from this universe...

[Our hero God Big Whale... is he a god??]

[Did we unlock another part?? Did our exchange zone expand??]

[Can't wait for next exchange!!!!]

[Big Whale how tf did you do it???]

[Cleared? My 1st Floor Roommate Won't Die cleared??]

[(Breaking) My 1st Floor Roommate Won't Die -> 1st Floor Roommate Found Dead]

[Mod, did someone clear My 1st Floor Roommate Won't Die?]

"Oh... I'm wiped, time for more sleep."

Revenge successful. Now I can really sleep soundly.

"Uwaaaah!... Ah... dream... Ah... phew... just a dream... ...But fuck... even if it's a girl, come on. Roommate's a monster..."

A horrific nightmare crashed over me once more.