Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 487 Identity

The manager, who had his back to Yu Shijiu, was silent for a few seconds, then chuckled, "Of course."

Then came the sound of the office chair spinning and the manager getting up.

Yu Shijiu sat on the sofa, looked up, propped his chin up, and stared at the manager who had stood up—then he froze for about five seconds.

Yu Shijiu blinked, somewhat unable to believe what she was seeing, and then looked at the manager who had already gotten up to get water from the water dispenser.

The manager had a buzz cut. Because he was facing away from him while getting water, Yu Shijiu couldn't see his face, but the manager's back view... strangely felt somewhat familiar to him.

Lu Chusheng recognized him at a glance.

His heart was pounding at that moment. Almost as soon as he saw the manager's buzz cut, Lu Chusheng thought of the male player who had left the elevator alone last night.

At that time, Lu Chusheng was still watching from outside the dungeon while in town.

He only saw the short-haired male player say thank you as he left the elevator, and then disappear into the darkness outside the elevator.

Lu Chusheng thought the other person was dead.

But now it seems... it's not simply a matter of "dying".

"..."

After filling the water container, the manager turned around with the disposable cup, his somewhat fierce face now displaying a gentle smile that was completely at odds with his appearance.

"Is plain water all that's left?"

The manager handed the cup to Yu Shijiu, who was sitting on the sofa.

Yu Shijiu looked at his face, thinking of the male player whose arm she had cut off last night, her gaze flashing over the other man's unharmed arm.

Despite his thoughts, Yu Shijiu readily accepted the water glass and politely said:

"OK thanks."

Upon hearing this, the manager's smile deepened. He turned around, poured himself a glass of water, and then sat down on the sofa next to Yu Shijiu.

The sofa made a sound as if it had collapsed. Yu Shijiu touched the water in her cup slightly, and after confirming that everything was alright, she took a sip.

"You haven't responded to me yet."

The manager, who was also the short-haired male player, spoke again, "Is there something you're worried about?"

"No."

Yu Shijiu shook his head frankly, "I just don't know how to return."

"After all, if you, manager, suddenly say, 'You're the first customer to come to me,' I think most people would find it a bit strange."

The manager laughed: "It was just a greeting."

"Oh."

Yu Shijiu nodded in understanding and said, "Now that we've finished our greetings, what else should we talk about?"

"..."

The manager was stunned.

Clearly, he was taken aback by Yu Shijiu's blunt statement.

"...Guest, you really are something." The manager took a sip of water, both amused and exasperated, and sighed.

"This is the first time I've ever met a guest like you."

"It's the second time."

Yu Shijiu said seriously, "You just said something similar."

"……All right."

The manager sighed, "I repeated myself, sorry."

"fine."

Yu Shijiu finished drinking the water in his glass and put it aside. He propped his chin up and looked the manager up and down before shaking his head.

You don't look as good as you used to.

The manager paused for another second, then laughed and said, "What do you mean, 'before'? Have you seen me before?"

This was clearly a comment made to deliberately create a lighthearted atmosphere.

But Lu Chusheng turned around and glanced at Yu Shijiu, who was sitting on the sofa, resting her chin on her hand and chatting.

The boy still had that nonchalant, smiling look, even appearing somewhat obedient and naive.

Unfortunately, this seemingly well-behaved and sensible person was constantly toying with an axe that was still dripping blood.

"How could I not have seen it before?"

The well-behaved and sensible boy, with his eyes crinkling into crescents, innocently said:

"Didn't you say you wanted to interview for an employee position at the Fuling Hotel with me?"

"..."

Boom——

The thunder that had been fading outside the window started up again, booming as if the sky were about to collapse, accompanied by a strong wind, though the rain had temporarily stopped.

The office window, which wasn't closed properly, was rattling loudly in the wind, and the jarring thuds echoed in everyone's ears.

The bright lights in the office seemed to be malfunctioning due to the thunder and began to flicker violently.

The moment the indoor temperature suddenly dropped, Lu Chusheng almost immediately stood up and firmly protected Yu Shijiu behind him.

Because he had his back to Yu Shijiu, Lu Chusheng didn't notice that the other person's gaze slowly fell on the hair on his head that stood up in alarm.

...That's a bit strange.

Yu Shijiu's smile faded for a moment. He looked at "Feifei's" back as it protected him, but what appeared before him was Lu Chusheng's expressionless face.

So ugly.

Yu Shijiu curled his lip, clearly unhappy.

Fatty is nothing like that annoying guy Lu Chusheng.

Despite her random thoughts, Yu Shijiu gripped the axe tightly and looked up at her manager, who had suddenly stood up in shock and was staring at her.

The manager, with the same face and body as the buzz-cut male player, stared intently at him, his gentle smile vanished without a trace, leaving only a faint distortion and disbelief.

“…How is it possible…”

The manager looked at him. "How did you know?"

"me?"

Yu Shijiu tightened his thin coat, tilted his head upon hearing this, and said with a smile:

"It's just a guess, so I'm just teasing you a little."

The boy's smile was innocent and carefree, but upon closer inspection, it concealed a strange madness and evil, which didn't quite match his well-behaved and obedient face.

"I didn't expect you to admit it so directly. To be honest, I was quite shocked. I thought you would try to explain yourself."

Yu Shijiu shrugged and sighed:

"It seems I've been thinking too badly of you."

The manager's eyes widened in surprise.

In a physical sense, it means to widen one's eyes.

Lu Chusheng became even more vigilant. He let out a low growl and gradually retreated, completely shielding Yu Shijiu, who was also slowly standing up behind him.

Before them, the manager's eyes began to widen in a distorted arc. First, the dark pupils dilated, then the fleshy skin around the eye sockets twisted and loosened outwards. Then, his eyeballs fell out but were forcibly pulled back in by a sticky, wrinkled, pinkish-white substance.

The manager realized he had momentarily lost his temper and began to salvage the situation.

He quickly reached out and stuffed his fallen eyeball back into its socket. By the time he had managed to salvage the situation, Yu Shijiu had already stood up and was about to leave.

"……how do you know?"

The manager's hoarse voice rang out, his relaxed face distorted slightly under the light, "I kept it so well hidden, there's no way you could have known."

Yu Shijiu paused, turned around to look at the manager who wasn't planning to attack him, and truthfully said:

"At first it was a guess, but later it turned out to be your wrist."