Heyaaa! Ok, I goofed, but here is the second chapter from last week. Enjoy~
Edited by RinRin! *cheers* (my poor editor trying to keep up with my erratic TL bursts 
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Shan Ziwei’s fiery hot body was chilled to ice by the soft breath and a startled yell naturally climbed up his throat.
“It’s coming!”
Everyone present jumped and turned to look in the mirror like their eyebrows were on fire. Shan Ziwei’s cry was so intense that even the lights flickered before returning to its original brightness. And so, everyone’s field of vision unreservedly encompassed the scene in the mirror.
Don’t look away, don’t run away, stare in the mirror for at least 5 seconds… Prepare to start the countdown…
SagoMilkTea had been ceaselessly reciting the rules of ‘ghost in the mirror’ in her heart. When she really saw the mirror, a weeeeen rang through her head and she lost all ability to think.
The mirror in front was a very ordinary mirror, and the girl’s figure was reflected on it as expected, but…it was her back that was reflected.
——She stood in front of the mirror, yet what she saw was her own back!
If that was all, then SagoMilkTea could still grit her teeth and endure it, but most importantly, the mirror not only reflected her back, it also reflected the headless man with a bloody axe raised high up behind her.
It was that headless–that headless man who killed NightLily!
It-It’s going to tear me to pieces!
In extreme fear, the girl’s brain stilled, automatically blocking out the outside stimulus and reverting back to performing the countdown she’d been preparing for.
5——
The girl’s stared at the mirror without blinking. The axe in the headless man’s hand lowered towards her head slightly, following the arc that would eventually reach her head. Under the headless man’s axe, her figure from the back looked like a poor lamb about to be slaughtered.
4——
The blood on the axe dripped down first. SagoMilkTea felt an icy touch, as if something had actually dripped on her head. Her thoughts came to a screeching halt and her countdown got messed up.
3——No, 2——? How many seconds? How many seconds did I count just now?! No, I’ve already been thinking for so long already, 5 seconds is up right? It should be 5 seconds already right?
But no one else had turned, she didn’t feel anyone else turn around yet!
SagoMilkTea was as flustered as an ant in a frying pan. She heard the cold, fierce wind from the swinging axe. The headless man’s axe in the mirror was only a fraction away from her head.
No—— it’s going to cut down! She was going to be split in half!!!
SagoMilkTea turned away to avoid the axe, and at the same time a shout came from behind——
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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The headless body spurt out an endless stream of blood, the cut so clean it was easy to imagine the brutality of the person who created it.
Under everyone’s stupefied gaze, the headless body jerked, but did not fall over. Instead, an axe had mysteriously appeared by its feet. It picked up the axe.
A strong sense of danger surged in Shan Ziwei’s heart. Sure enough, after a series of horror game tropes, it was time to revert to the most basic of the basic: a classic chase scene!?
“RUN——”
Those who could live until now were not fools, seeing ‘SagoMilkTea’s’ actions, RoseBlood did not spare a single word, immediately yanked up Hyacinth by the arm and charged out the door.
“I’ll draw it away.” host said to Shan Ziwei, “You get ready.”
In just a few words, Shan Ziwei understood what host wanted to do. Without argument, he immediately stepped forward and dragged the shocked PearlMilkTea out in the direction of the door. By now, ‘SagoMilkTea’ had already hefted the axe. At first, it wanted to catch Shan Ziwei and PearlMilkTea who had just brushed past it on their way out, but it was whacked by a stool in host’s hands and staggered. Angry, it turned to block the black-haired youth who was on the other side of the room.
Shan Ziwei pushed PearlMilkTea out the door, hastily pulled out the lounge key like it was on fire and inserted it in the door.
“Ready!”
The lounge was empty and there were no good obstacles for the axe-wielding headless body, so host threw stool after stool from the barista bar in an attempt to slow ‘SagoMilkTea’ down. When Shan Ziwei shouted that he was ready, host had just finished throwing the last stool. He calmly watched as ‘SagoMilkTea’ charged over, picked up the lighter from the bar and held a bottle of foreign wine in his other hand, then vigorously poured the wine out in a sudden motion.
“Fwoosh——”
A burst of flame engulfed ‘SagoMilkTea’, and the black-haired youth quickly circled around and ran towards the door.
“Quickly!”
Shan Ziwei watched nervously from the door. The burst of fire didn’t do much to ‘SagoMilkTea’. It quickly turned to chase after host. At that moment, host ran a few steps to the side and picked up the head of ’SagoMilkTea’.
Shan Ziwei nearly spat out a mouthful of blood: how do you have so much time to mess around! There’s a headless corpse chasing after you, big brother!
However, everyone quickly understood why the host had picked up its head. At some point, a Beijing opera mask had appeared on the decapitated head. host took off the mask and threw the head back to ‘SagoMilkTea’. ‘SagoMilkTea’ seemed to have a little impression of its own head, and paused for a moment when holding the head, but quickly began chasing again.
3 meters, 2 meters, 1 meters—— after host passed by him, Shan Ziwei slammed the door with the fastest speed in his life, and turned the key without delay.
“ 。”
The sound of the lock turning allowed Shan Ziwei’s heart to calm down a lot, and the palms of a certain hypersexual were drenched in cold sweat. They just made it, they literally just made it. When he closed the door, he’d nearly slammed it on ‘SagoMilkTea’s’ hand!
“ 、 、 ……”
The sound of smashing came from the door. Although the door was already locked, everyone still felt uneasy staying in front of the lounge——after all, the other party was still holding an axe. Therefore, Shan Ziwei and co. didn’t pause and quickly returned to the first floor. Only when they reached the spacious living room did they finally relax.
“Phew…”
Shan Ziwei basically sank into the sofa. Even RoseBlood, who always held steady and strong, was clearly tired. At this point, everyone was physically and mentally exhausted, yet they’d only just passed the first of their supernatural games. Forget the drastic drop of their Diamonds SP, the impact on their mental fortitude was already immeasurable. The only one present who was not impacted much was host. His mentality was still ineffable and was calmly studying the newly obtained Beijing opera mask.
The mask was white, with black and red accent lines, the white color signifying a manipulative villainous character. Like before, the black-haired young man examined the front and back once before putting it on.
All Shan Ziwei could feel was pure admiration. Remember that the mask was literally just peeled off from a decapitated corpse. Yet this great master’s face didn’t even change color when putting it on.
Seeing host take it off after a while, Shan Ziwei concluded, “Another flashback?”
host nodded and passed the mask over.
Shan Ziwei put on the mask as well. Like last time, Shan Ziwei saw a different scene through the eyes of the mask.
What entered his view was a very strange humanoid doll with a whitish face and bright red cheeks and mouth. It looked like one of those paper dolls used in mourning. Shan Ziwei was so scared that he felt like his soul was finally going to leave for good this time. He then saw a thin hand holding a brush, carefully drawing eyes for the puppet. However, it seemed that the drawer was not familiar with the art, and the eyes were drawn unevenly, one big and one small, making the puppets even more terrifying.
However, the most important thing was that the hand that was painting eyes on the puppet seemed to be Shan Ziwei’s own pair of hands.
“……young master.”
The thin, mosquito-like voice came from behind him. ‘He’ didn’t pay it any attention, until the one behind him called again. Then, he slowly looked back.
A simply-dressed, short boy stood behind ‘him’. The boy tried to hide his discomfort at seeing ‘him’, or rather, his mask, but Shan Ziwei could still see his aversion.
“Madam is calling for you.”
Hearing the boy’s words, ‘he’ sat for a moment without saying a word, before finally getting up.
When the boy saw the doll in ‘his’ hand, the boy’s face slightly tightened. It seemed like it took him a deal of great courage to suggest: “This… you should probably put it away. I’m afraid madam will probably, will probably…again”
Although the boy didn’t finish, his meaning was well conveyed. ‘He’ paused for a longer time, then ‘he’ walked slowly to the cabinet.
Only then did Shan Ziwei find out that ‘he’ was in the second floor guest room——of course, what was hanging at the moment were not the human head lamps, but some very ordinary electric lamps.
‘He’ carefully put the doll in the cabinet, as though afraid of breaking it. The moment the cupboard was closed, Shan Ziwei returned to reality. He glanced at his SP bars, and sure enough, he’d lost SP again. This time, he’d lost Hearts SP(Joy) and Clubs SP(Sorrow). Adding the previous reductions, Shan Ziwei found that his Hearts SP and Clubs SP were close to the danger zone.
Hearts SP could be recovered by little Gaia, Clubs SP… Shan Ziwei looked towards host and sneakily pulled out “Ace of ♣: Adoration(passive)” to use——host had already used “Ace of ♥: Adoration(Active)” anyway, so he might as well take the opportunity to conveniently get some Clubs SP when they role played the relationship.
Regarding the memory fragment this time, although it was short, it contained a lot of information. For example, the “young master”, the “servant”……and most importantly, the doll.
Shan Ziwei passed the mask to PearlMilkTea as he analysed the scene. PearlMilkTea took the mask absentmindedly. Since the death of SagoMilkTea, PearlMilkTea had been more or less in a trance, but at least she didn’t have a spiritual breakdown.
After watching the flashback, PearlMilkTea just handed the mask to RoseBlood and Hyacinth, with no intention to talk about it or participate in the discussion. Without the MilkTea sisters’ mediation, the dialogue between the group of boys and girls turned very stiff and dry.
“The doll is a clue.” RoseBlood said, “We still need a knife to play ‘hide and seek’. What time is it now?”
Shan Ziwei looked at the grandfather clock in the living room. After a round of “ghost in the mirror”, and another memory fragment viewing, the time was now [6:39].
“The kitchen puzzle should open soon. Let’s go to the kitchen.”
There was no objection. The group of people dragged their somewhat dull steps to the kitchen. The moment they pushed open the door to the kitchen, Shan Ziwei knew that they had come to the right place.
Why? Because there was a shadow standing in front of the stove.
It seems that this shadowy figure was not the same as the previous one. The corner of its mouth tilted down instead and it looked rather sad.
“Ah, ah, I won’t make it, I won’t make it in time. “
After seeing the players, shadow recited a very familiar line, “Ah wonderful, someone’s here. I’m in a bit of trouble. Quickly come lend a hand.”
With their past experience, Shan Ziwei and the others couldn’t help but hesitate before taking the task.
It seemed that the shadow couldn’t wait and quickly offered a reward, “As long as you help me, I’ll give you a gift, regardless of if you succeed or not.”
Regardless of success or failure?
The players looked at each other. To be honest, they didn’t really have a choice. If they wanted to get the props to clear the game, they had to do the task in front of them.
Ultimately, it was RoseBlood who came forward and asked, “What do you want us to do?”
“See these?” The dark shadow raised a tray with a sad face. “Master wants to eat at 7 o’clock. I haven’t had the time to make it. Can you help me make a dish for the host?”
On the tray were a pile of bottles and jars marked with “water”, “vinegar”, “glucose” and other labels——These few were still considered normal. Shan Ziwei silently looked at the other four bottles: “hydrogen”, “fluorine”, “sulfur” and “iodine”. No matter how he looked at it, these should be used for a chemical experiment rather than cooking.
Hyacinth reconfirmed, “Regardless of if we cook it well or not, you’ll still give us our gift?”
“Mhm, a promise is a promise. But… “
Shan Ziwei’s eyelids started jumping at the plot twist.
“It would be the best if the master is satisfied.”
The dark shadow had a bitter look on its face.
“If the master is not satisfied, you better be prepared.”
Thank you so much for your translation!! I wonder what kind of dish they will make XD
Hopefully not an atomic bomb ><
thanks for the chapter! ♡ hopefully not an atomic bomb ¯_(ツ)_/¯
“…the black-haired young man with black hair…” this was right before host put the mask on!
ack!! i guess i can never shrug without losing my right forearm ¯(ツ)/¯
Hahahaha, I love that emoji X3. Updated!
Ah, nothing like a home cooked meal, amirite? 😅
These past couple chapters got me putting my feet back in my blankets💀