Chapter 0: Prologue

In pitch-black darkness, where I can’t see an inch ahead.

Someone whispers in my ear from behind.

“Hey… am I… pretty?”

A chilling female voice, one you’d never answer according to the Manual Motel horror game.

—But not anymore.

“Hey—am I… pretty?”

“Asking again? Of course you’re pretty.”

“Really?”

“Y-Yeah… wanna hug?”

I mistook a horror game for a dating sim, but so what?

“Come here, I’ll give you a hug!”

“Y-Yeah—tight!”

As long as I’m happy like this, that’s enough.