Slaughterhouse Games の小説・ストーリー

Daniel rolled his eyes. "Look, her landlord already sold the house, and she has no other place to live. You know how the rent in the city has become outrageous these past few years." She held his arm and acted like a child begging her parent. "I remember that you like the stewed beef steak with radishes, right? How about I'll cook it for you every day? The real Spicy beef, that's 60 dollars per kilogram. It will all be on me."

I say. Kael exhales slowly. “I was afraid you’d say that.” I rise on unsteady legs, leaning briefly against the wall as the room tilts. Kael’s hand steadies me without question. “We broke the Game,” I continue, my voice gaining strength as anger burns through the shock. “But we didn’t dismantle everything it fed.” Kael nods once. “Suffering doesn’t vanish just because the structure that organized it does.” “No,” I say. “It looks for somewhere else to live.”

MATEO I could not believe someone had taken my wife from a room full of mafia kings. The thought kept repeating in my head like a bad dream I could not wake up from. My men searched every road leading away from the gala while my allies used their own criminal networks to hunt for the black SUV. The whole city was on lockdown but it felt like we were chasing ghosts. I stood in the security room watching the footage over and over again. Elara’s unconscious body being dragged away. The masked men moving like they had practiced this a hundred times. Someone had planned this for months. They knew exactly when I would leave her side. They knew the layout of the building. They knew how to disappear

he murmured. “Cut it out. There’s nothing so ‘chessy’ about the mafia. It’s just a usual game,” she replied with a faint smirk. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scarlet took a deep breath before stepping into the room to face Cassius. Her chest rose and fell steadily, as if steeling herself for war like a soldier preparing to confront a former predator. She hesitated at the doorway, her eyes scanning the dim hallway before crossing the threshold into a secluded place.

She squatted down and observed that the box showed her name, not the sender's address. Zella carried the box into the boarding house and used a razor blade to open it. Her eyes widened as she unlocked the cardboard door, revealing not the helmet she had requested but a blood-stained black chicken carcass and a blood-stained photo of an unknown individual. Zella screamed loudly, reflexively throwing the box away. Their faces were deathly pale; her eyes stared in shock at the cardboard. “Zella! What’s wrong with you?” With a worried expression, Lily approached Zella, who was cowering, her body trembling in fear.

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Suddenly, a loud voice has been heard, “Welcome everyone to the most-awaited, ‘Game of Fangs and Death’. Remember, this game is for five nights and only one among our twenty-two players will survive. The winner as a prize will be given a free pass and will be led to a secret passage, away from here, and at the end of that secret passage is the ocean where one of the submarines of the Alpha Pharoah is being docked and waiting for him.” Fiel was stunned as he heard the announcement. “Game of Fangs and Death… Alpha Pharoah? What kind of place or the world I have been thrown from that oubliette?” he thought hastily. His life has been a total mess since the day that he was accused of raping and k

Then, movement catches his attention. Poppy slowly steps out onto the back terrace, looking like she has just risen from the dead. Her hair is messy from sleep, and she still wears the silk pajamas he gave her from his mother’s old closet. She stops when she notices the carcasses. “What… are you doing?” she finally asks, speaking her first words after nearly two days of silence. “Butchering,” Dorian replies placidly without looking up. “Why?” Only then does he glance toward her. “For my people who can’t sit at a table right now.”

To be honest, I was not happy about it. "What's the matter?" I asked coldly. "Cyril, Liam has been taken away by some people. They said if we don't pay back the money, they'll cut off his hands." "Who are these people? How could someone like Liam owe anyone money?" She sniffed and wiped her nose. "We got involved in the adult live-streaming industry through chance. We made a lot of money easily at first. Once we had some capital, Liam grew increasingly greedy for more. Eventually, he got into gambling.

What happened next could only be described as a slaughter. Lily's resentment formed into countless blades that instantly pierced Jessica's chest. Cassia's gaze turned Brad to stone, then slowly crushed him to dust. Gideon's warhammer smashed the other players into pulp. The entire thing was over in less than ten seconds. Clean, efficient, and utterly merciless. The live comments, which had just been worried for me, were now screaming. [My God... Is this the power of a top-tier boss?]