SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 117 - 117 117 Passionate Paradise No Paranormal

Chapter 117: Chapter 117: Passionate Paradise? No, Paranormal Paradise!_1 Chapter 117: Chapter 117: Passionate Paradise? No, Paranormal Paradise!_1 [Seeing the girl in front of you, you know she is your sister, Ke Xiaoya, a junior high school student.]

“It’s nothing, just tied up for fun…”

Colin naturally walked over and sat down at the dining table, skipping over the topic, discreetly taking a glance at his “sister.”

It has to be said…

The girl in front of him looked human, spoke with a gentle voice, was pretty, and could cook, stirring up a protective desire that would be the dreamgirl of many homebodies.

But Colin was well aware that such girls didn’t exist in reality…

Every individual in “Passionate Paradise” was a containment subject.

They were shaped into the form of humans through some means and then imprisoned in “Script City,” just like NPCs, deceiving fatties into their doom according to the “script’s” demands…

Yet, Colin suddenly remembered, why did this method feel vaguely familiar?

“Is that so… If brother likes it, then I’m happy.”

As a good “sister,” she didn’t ask more, removed her apron and sat down at the side.

“I wonder what kind of monster is under this appearance.”

Colin muttered to himself, and took another look at the three dishes before him that seemed quite decent.

However, when he carefully sniffed the air, he always felt that something about the smell was slightly off.

“Yukionna” hadn’t given any hints, and he hadn’t felt any danger, so the food should be edible…

But having said that, Colin thought it over and still felt that he should find a way to avoid eating if possible.

And if he did eat, he’d have to find a way to throw it up…

Colin still didn’t know exactly where “Passionate Paradise,” this “Out-of-Control Copy,” had gone wrong; like that door killing earlier, it didn’t seem like the direct and fundamental cause of the loss of control.

Just then…

[Clearly, compared to the dull meals, your junior high school sister before you piques your curiosity even more. The glances you throw her way are filled with an indescribable desire to know more, making you unable to resist wanting to find out more about her, and there’s still about an hour left until it’s time to go to school…]

[Some thoughts begin to arise in your mind…]

“Fuck, I’m not, I didn’t, I’m just curious what kind of monster she is, don’t fucking improvise for me.”

Colin’s expression froze, and he couldn’t help but clench his fist, suppressing those thoughts that were not his own.

Everything was fine until that damned narrator made a comment, and the whole atmosphere mysteriously changed.

At that moment, his sister’s voice came.

“Brother, why aren’t you eating? Don’t you have an appetite?”

“No…”

As the sister was about to speak, she suddenly remembered something and quickly stood up: “Oh, that’s right, I also made chicken soup, wait a moment…”

With that, she hurriedly stood and ran to the kitchen.

Seeing her rush away, Colin didn’t dilly-dally, took some vegetables and rice, and promptly put them into the “Storage Room.”

Then, he took out his phone to check, finding it still seemed to work…

However, he didn’t pay attention to that, quickly operated it for a bit, and then put the phone back into his pocket.

Right after he finished all this, he saw his sister return in a timely fashion, holding a bowl of chicken soup.

“Chicken soup is ready…”

“Brother, come and drink the chicken soup, try the taste and see how it is…”

“This is the hen I bought with half a month’s pocket money, you are growing, brother, have a taste quickly…”

Colin looked at the golden-yellow chicken soup brought before him, sniffed discretely, and noticed a slight unpleasant odor.

Then, he looked at the sister next to him, her face full of expectation.

Her moist eyes seemed to say: Drink it quickly, why aren’t you drinking?

After thinking for a moment, he made an excuse, “I just finished eating and I’m a bit too full, can’t drink any more, you have it.”

“You ate?”

Only then did his sister notice that Colin’s rice bowl had been emptied at some point.

She didn’t speak, but gave Colin a strange look, first patted Colin’s pocket, didn’t find anything, and then suspiciously walked towards the garbage bin at the side, as if to confirm something…

It was at this moment that Colin felt an inexplicable sense of crisis rising within him.

“Nice one, leaving the chicken soup was intentional, huh?”

Colin realized this, but luckily, he had directly hidden the stuff in the “Storage Room,” so he wasn’t afraid his sister would discover anything.

“There’s nothing in the trash can, brother, you really ate it…”

His sister rummaged through the trash can, didn’t see any discarded food, and only then did the inexplicably tense atmosphere in the room start to ease.

“Brother, the chicken soup…”

Before she could finish, Colin’s phone rang and he quickly stood up, turning off the music player at an angle where his sister couldn’t see.

“I’m eating, oh, okay, I’ll be right there, yes, yes, yes, I’ll be quick…”

Speaking, Colin walked outside the cabin, and when he reached the door, he hung up the phone and said to his sister with a look of apology, “Sorry, I made plans with a classmate, need to go to the school right away…”

After walking some distance from the door, Colin could feel that there was a gaze locked on him from behind…

He glanced over his shoulder and saw that his sister was standing at the door, apparently not intending to follow.

This made him breathe a sigh of relief, finally managing to avoid drinking the chicken soup in a legitimate way…

Thinking this, Colin gave his sister a slight smile.

Upon seeing this, his sister placed her hands over her mouth, making a megaphone shape, and yelled, “Be careful on the road,” followed by a gentle smile that gradually turned hideous, her mouth stretching to her ears…

“Hiss…”

Colin’s heart skipped a beat, he blinked, and everything seemed to return to normal.

His sister was smiling sweetly.

“Damn it, what happened to ‘Passionate Paradise’? It’s like a ghost story with no feeling of sweet romance at all, no weak point to challenge…”

Colin withdrew his gaze, looked around, the nearby street was deserted, but seemed normal enough, only the sky was overcast, clouds covering the sky, as if it was a cloudy day, the air felt heavy.

It felt like the prelude to rain…

Right, where is the school, how should I go again?

[You remember that taking the bus no. 2 from the stop across the street, which comes every half hour, will get you to school quickly, but more than that, the sight of a girl lying under the streetlight ahead grabs your attention…]

A girl?

Only now did Colin notice that under the streetlight not far ahead, indeed lay a girl in a black school uniform.

Just from a cursory glance at her figure, he knew she was a very pretty girl.

By her clothing, she seemed to be from his school…

[You recognize her as the class beauty of your class, very beautiful, but for some reason, right now, she lies there defenseless, smelling faintly of alcohol, apparently very drunk, you know, even if you were to carry her into the deserted alley nearby, she probably wouldn’t resist much…]

[Facing this situation, you know you can’t just stand by and do nothing!]

[Looking at her exposed pale long legs, you feel increasingly restless inside, wanting to do something. So, you decide…]

Colin, expressionless, took a phone out of his pocket and tried calling a number, and a few seconds later, the call actually went through. He brought the phone to his ear—

“Hello, is this Spirit Spirit?”

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