My Twin Brother is the Harem Protagonist? (Male Reader)

Chapter 14

Chapter 14: Let's Not Turn This into Loud House: Revamped, Okay?

Y/N's POV

Haleakala and I stood in front of the pizzeria in question.

"It really is a replica of Freddy's Fazbear's Pizza holy shit," I said, my eyes widening in awe.

The pizzeria looked just like I imagined it: archaic, with a large glowing sign that spelt out "Freddy Fazbear's Pizza" in neon. A likeness of Freddy Fazbear was connected to the words, waving at us. He looked like a humanoid brown bear with a black top hat and a congruent-colored bow wrapped around his neck.

"I told you," Haleakala said, grinning.

"I still want to ask why you thought it was a good idea to pick the night shift of all things."

My cousin patted my shoulder. "Because we want to get the real experience."

"The experience involves being attacked by killer animatronics who want to stuff us into suits not made for humans," I grumbled. "But okay."

Haleakala chuckled. "It'll be fine. It's not like all of that is real."

I sighed. "You're right. Nothing will happen. That'd be stupid, right?"

There was a gate blocking entrance to the pizzeria, but Haleakala fixed that problem by producing a key from his pocket, opening the lock, before pushing the gate open.

We walked through the parking lot, marveling at the exactness of the restaurant. When we opened the door at the back, I couldn't help but stare at the floor. It was black and white, checkered like in the games. The walls had the same pattern for a portion of it, with posters and other decorations littering the shared space.

The halls were nearly identical to the naked eye, no disparity to be seen; it looked the same, felt the same. The night brought upon a correlational ambience that connected to the games themselves. It was like playing a free roam Five Nights at Freddy's fan game.

It felt disconcerting.

"This place is awesome," I admitted. "When are they going to open it?"

Haleakala shrugged. "Sometime next month."

"Why do they need night guards?" I wondered.

"In case anything happens."

I frowned. "Then why do they hire teenagers to do this?"

Haleakala pointed at himself, smirking. "What are intruders going to do to me?"

I couldn't help but grin. "Careful. Your ego is showing."

"Ego has a place. And it's by my side."

We shared a chuckle as we traversed the halls—even the placement was identical—until we walked through the west hallway, stopping just in front of the security room. Of course, it was raised, open for us to enter. Like in the games, there was a squared window next to it.

I grinned in delight. "Dude, Layla would love this."

Haleakala raised one eyebrow. "You and Layla are a lot alike, Y/N. What's up with you and her?"

I shrugged. "She's the only girl I know—other than Vina, who I told you about—that isn't a generic heroine in a harem anime. It's like she's self-aware. We're both spectators."

My cousin kept the grin on his face. "Two Side Characters, huh?"

"Yep," I replied. "Now let's get into the office and start the night."

"Hopefully the animatronics don't come to life."

"Nah, that won't happen."

Come on, the Plot might be ridiculous at times. But there's no way it can be that ridiculous.