Chapter 4: Well Met

I ran upstairs as fast as I can, and boi...

*sigh*

I'm f*cking tired.

After I reached the floor where the screams are supposed to be located, I'm almost out of breath. But I ignore all that as I tiredly walk towards the Exit of Fire Exit I'm in and push it open since I can already hear the scream closely behind the door.

Probably whoever that screaming woman is, she is probably thinking of going to the stairs to possibly escape this place.

Smart move. That is if you didn't count the fact that she is screaming at the top of her lungs ever since I heard her.

Screaming is good, cause it might attract some people that are willing to help you, but screaming is no different than announcing your position in the entire place... and the psychopaths here are surely not deaf.

But whatever, smart move nonetheless, and lucky too since she managed to catch the attention of the great me. Now my job is much easier as I don't need to look for her anymore.

"... Now, Come to Papa." I said as I swing open the door,

And then... I saw my target.

!!!

And my Target also saw me.

"... Oh! Oi!! Help me Please! There's a guy that wants to kill me! *sob* Please help me and call the police. He— He killed my— Oi, where.. where are you goi— WAIT!!!"

You're probably thinking what did I do?

Well, I saw my target after I open the door. My target is running in my direction. The moment my Target spots me, she shouted. Asking for my help. I glanced far behind her and saw a big muscular guy, wearing a mask while carrying some huge sledgehammer over his shoulder. Also, just walking, like a typical killer in a horror movie.

It's just a moment but I already realized that this dude is also the same dude I encounter a moment ago. The one I saw when I peek at the door when I first arrived here.

After that, I look back at my target one more time before I... Move forward and bravely fight the masked guy, making my Target fall for me then get laid afterward? Nah man. I shut the door and run downstairs, again.

Why?

First of all, I'm not a believer in the saying, Every hole is a goal. And again, I'm not that desperate.

Even if I know that there's a high chance that I might die tomorrow, I'm still a picky ass b*tch. That girl is, not to my liking. She's too fat, not pretty, and just by looking at her carefully, she's a Weeb like me.

How did I know that? Well, this is an anime world. You can tell a Weeb character in Anime just by looking at that certain character. All the points are there.

So in conclusion, I don't want to act as an honorable knight in shining armor, rescuing an Ogre from the clutch of the fire dragon... Though, don't get me wrong. The Rescuing part was scrapped, but killing the Dragon is still a go.

So, time for plan B.

At first, if my target turned out to be a beautiful, sexy, and busty woman, or at least something close to that, then I'm going for a brave effect.

What is this brave effect you ask?

Well, it's me, facing the masked man head-on.

For what purpose?

Well, to create this effect that I'm planning or giving my life on the line just to save that particular girl, thus making her fall for me, or at least care for me. You can call it a high-risk high-reward sort of thing. If her love meter is at zero when she didn't meet me yet, then if I do such a thing, it will at skyrocketed for sure to a whopping 50 to 70 percent.

Trust me, I know that will be the case. Cause if I was a girl and someone saved my ass in a near-death experience, I'll let that guy f*ck me every day. I mean, that's how it is supposed to be right? Right?

Well, what if things don't go as planned? Like what just happened now. The girl is not to my liking and I deemed that there was no need for me to put my life on the line.

Well, that's where my Plan B comes into play. If my Plan A is to do it Bravely, then my Plan B is to do it Dirty.

Me running away is also a part of my Plan B. What, you thought that I just ran away because I don't like the girl? I'm not that heartless you know? Well, not that I can do anything about it since that fat girl is already behind me.

What the f*ck? How is this fatso keeping up with me? I'm clearly running downstairs at my full speed, why can't I lose her— I mean... Not that I'm actually trying to lose her haha~

Anyway, my plan B is to, lure the masked guy into a narrow spot where I can ambush him.

Taking him head-on is risky. I can't use the gun too since I might find a much riskier scenario where I would really need that one bullet.

Besides, I can do this with the stuff I have so there's no need for me to use the gun. I am that confident. I just need to be creative.

And that's what I'm trying to do. An ambush.

Very creative huh?

You see, in your typical suspense/horror story, no matter how the main characters run, the killer can still keep up with them even though they're just walking. And no matter where they go, for some reason, the killers can still pinpoint what direction they took even though they have not seen where they go since they're taking the time of their lives while chasing them. So meaning, even if I, or we, go downstairs and pick a random floor to exit to, even if the killer didn't see that we entered that specific floor, he'll still know that we are on that floor like he has some sort of x-ray vision.

But it's a good thing that it's not an actual x-ray vision since no one will see my ambush plan comes into play.

He's wearing a mask, meaning, his vision is restricted. Not by much but it's not like his eyes are bulging out of the mask for him to have normal vision, so it's still restricted at some level. Well, not by much but enough to have some weakpoints.

So with that plan in mind, I continue running downstairs and quickly glance above, just to see if the masked person is at a close distance from us.

"... Alright, this should be enough," I said as I stopped and go towards the exit door of the certain floor I was in. Not sure though since I didn't count the floor I ran through.

"... Oy! *Pant* Why *Pant* Why did you run? *Pant*" The fatso said to me as she breathed heavily.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, this fatso is running behind me while shouting nonstop, she keeps shouting for me to stop and help her. What a f*cking idiot. Did she expect me to fight that guy head-on? Unless you're a Supermodel or some Busty gal, keep dreaming Bish.

So, I stopped and then crouch beside the exit door. Yup, I'll ambush that masked guy here. This angle is too sharp for him to spot, once he enters this door, he will not be able to notice me immediately since this angle is blocked by his mask, although it will only happen for an instant since he will surely spot me the moment he looks in this direction, that instant is already enough for me to deliver an attack.

And I know myself. I know that I won't miss that chance.

Now I'm crouching on the right side of the exit door, but the dumb fatso is standing at the door itself. I'm starting to question this Bitch's intelligence. Can she not notice the situation? I'm here, clearly hiding, and look at her, standing in an open space like one dumb f*cker.

"... What are you doing!? If you're not going to fight that guy, Let's run! He killed a person earlier, we should go downstairs immediately and call the police!" The dumb b*tch shouted at me.

Yeah, shout louder, louder enough to bring more masks guys why don't you?

"... I'll ambush that guy here, so can you stop standing in front of the door and hide?" I said sarcastically.

"... Ambush? That guy is so big and muscular. I saw him break the door earlier with just his bare hands, you won't be able to defeat him! Let's just run! Let's go!" The girl said panicky as we are starting to hear the heavy footsteps of the Mask man, echoing throughout the fire exit.

He's close, maybe three or four floors above.

"... Don't worry, I can take him down. I have a way." I said with a tone that is oozing with confidence.

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Hearing this made the girl raise her eyes. She probably believed that I can actually take that masked guy down.

"... Ooh! D— Did you have some weapons and stuff?" The girl said enthusiastically as she glances at my backpack.

"... Yeah, something like that." I shrugged as I reach for my backpack.

"... What sort? Do you have something like a machine gun or a sword?" The girl said, clearly looking forward to seeing what kind of deadly weapon I'm taking in my backpack.

Oh, she's in for a surprise...

"... No, but I have something much better." I said with a smile.

"... What is it?" The girl said with sparkling eyes.

"... Here." I said as I raised the weapon I'm talking about.

"... Huh?" The girl said with a confused face.

"... Isn't that a—"

"... A God-killing weapon. A Harbinger of a million souls. The Legendary, Guitar of Death." I said with a Low and dark tone.

"... A— Are you serious?" The girl said with a weird expression.

"... Of course." I said with a plain face.

"... You're planning to face that masked guy with that?"

"... Yes."

After I said that, the girl look into my face for a couple of seconds. Then, she looks at the stairs only to hear that killer is already near. Then look back at me again and said.

"... You're a crazy person. I can't believe that I actually listened to your bullsh*ts."  After that, she immediately ran inside the Fire exit, again and proceed to go downstairs.

"... No asked for you to believe me dumbass," I said but she was already gone. For a fatso, she sure runs fast.

*Tanng!*

Suddenly, while I'm in the middle of my thoughts, I heard a noise. It's a heavy footstep. Given how loud that footstep is, that masked guy is already close. Like, he's already on the floor above me.

*Peek*

I peek at the stairs from the open door and surely, he's already there. I can see the Man's shadow. I immediately look away, staying as low as possible.

*Stomp*

*Stomp*

It's here. I'm ready. My heart is beating so hard, but I know I can do this. I just need to... wait. The sound of the footsteps, it's not coming this way, more like... it's going downstairs?

"... Sh*t. He's going after that damn fatso." I muttered to myself. The masked guy probably saw the fatso when she ran downstairs earlier. He probably decided to run after her since she is his first target anyway.

I know that I need to drag this guy's attention. Enough so he will think of walking towards here, but not too much that it will reveal that I'm here waiting for him to walk in.

*Grab*

And with that thought, I immediately grab a bottle from my backpack then throw it towards the open hallway.

Of course, I threw it in the opposite direction so that's where he would look first.

*Tang*

It creates a loud sound as the bottle hits the floor.

After that, I listened.

The footsteps stopped. Then...

*Stomp*

...it sounded again, but this time, it was getting louder. Meaning, he's going here.

Yes!

"... That's right come to daddy." I muttered as I grip the handle of the guitar. I'm holding it like I'm holding some kind of ax.

I waited. The sound of the footsteps is already close.

*Clank*

I look at the handle of the door, it's twisting.

*Thud*

The door opened slowly, and I saw the hand of the muscular guy pushing it open.

*Gulp*

Once I saw it, I step back, then pull the guitar away... I stretched my hand as far as possible to build up more momentum...

And the moment I saw the masked man's head enters past the door.

I flexed every fiber of my muscle...

Then...

*Swish*

I swung the guitar with all my might toward his face as hard as I can...

*Boom!*

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