Deadman Forest

Chapter Six

Kimiko's POV

I woke up to the feeling of forceful wind. I looked around and noticed I was at my destination. I was in the Forest Mansion. I went up the man at the receptionist desk.

'He looks surprisingly young. Around my age to be exact' I thought. Then I noticed the heart necklace under his scarf. "You're a contestant aren't you? Why are you at the desk?" I asked him suspiciously.

"Yo! I'm Nezumi, yea I'm a contestant but the actual receptionist got into an accident." He said pointing to the unconscious man on the ground.
"Woah, what happened?" I asked as I felt the man's pulse. 'Still breathing... Good.' I sighed and looked up.

"Um let's just say you shouldn't give a reason to hit a pressure point..." He trailed off. I'm guessing the man kept mouthing him off,
"Wouldn't shut up would he?" I asked and he chuckled and nodded.
"That and he touched me unexpectedly." He finished.

I decided to test this news, "So na-" He didn't finish because he froze at my sudden action to cup his cheek. "W-what are you doing!" He blushed, "I thought you were going to knock me out. Sorry Nezumi." I apologized.

He coughed to clear his throat, "Anyway...name?" He asked getting over his blush, "Kimiko." I replied, he looked at this check board and smiled. "Kimiko, 7th floor room Twenty-seven next to me in room Twenty-eight." He grinned, "Hope we can get along, Kimiko~."

The way he said my name made take a step back, "You're not flirting with me, are you?" I looked at him with this attempted straight face. "And if I am?" He replies with a devious grin. I blush slightly with a glare and pick up one of the pens on the desk, swiftly move behind his chair and hold it to his neck, "If you flirt be ready to handle all this." I say then put the pen down and walk towards the stairs.

I turn around to see his reaction which was a piece of paper with a heart on it...he's a masochist*...weirdo.

I walk to my door and see my family's crest of the plate near the door. As I enter I stood in awe. It was an exact replica of my room. I went to the bed and say a little card, 'Welcome to The Forest Mansion! We took the liberty in making your living style more comfortable. Please be advised dinner will be held at 6:00 pm. Have a nice morning/afternoon!'

I looked at the little clock near the bed 4:43...One hour and 17 mins left. I guess I should shower...
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*Masochist= Someone who enjoys beatings!