Love Suite

You have unlocked a Love Suite Key. Would you like to use it?

Stranger: (...Ah. The Love Suite. I was told that whoever I meet here will have me play a role of their "ideal"...)

Stranger: (Is that...Paradi?)

Paradi: "...Hmm."

Paradi casts a glance at Stranger. And then, a small smile.

"Oh, so the suite has brought you now, has it? How interesting...perhaps you are my ideal after all~."

Stranger: "....What???"

(Are they...aware of things? Of where we are?)

Paradi: A chuckle. "Oh, don't act surprised. We're both here for a reason...you're curious about what I desire, aren't you?"

Stranger: (...It's hard to tell if they think I'm their ideal, or if they just see me as...me. I guess I should try to play along just in case...)

"I...I suppose."

Paradi: "Alright then."

They sit on the bed.

"Well, it's simple, really...Stranger, I would like you to beat the shit out of me."

Stranger: "H-Huh!?"

(Again?? Right after what happened with Jasper...is everyone in this killing game into this stuff, or did I just get really unlucky!?)

Paradi: "Why so surprised...? Although, perhaps, you could just call me names...insult me....spit in my mouth while you're at it. On this stage, I live to be a punching bag...I deserve nothing more. We, as sinners, deserve nothing more."

Stranger: ...Ghh.

(...Even if Paradi wants it...can I really do something like that? I would feel...awful. Certainly we can be a bit more kind about this...)

"I...I don't know if I can do that. Even if you've done some bad things here...it's just not my style, man...I don't want to hurt you."

Paradi: "But you have to," Paradi replied, "What other option is there?"

Stranger: "...Anything else? Physical affection, maybe...?"

Paradi: Flinch. "N-No. Don't do that...I don't deserve it, hah."

Stranger: (...Are they alright?)

"Look, we can't stand around and do nothing here...I don't think this place works like this. Can I at least-"

He sits down, and slowly, goes to put a hand on Paradi's shoulder.

Paradi: The touch makes Paradi yelp a bit. Stranger's hand immediately retracts.

"D-Don't- That's too soft--"

Tears are welling in their eyes.

Stranger: "Ah-"

Quickly, he retracts his touch. "Is- Is something wrong?"

Paradi: "I...I can't be touched like that...terrifying...it's...terrifying."

Their voice seems more vacant than normal, their body beginning to tremble.

"You're supposed to be mean to me. You have to. I don't want nice. I don't...want nice."

Stranger: "P-Paradi-"

Paradi: Their breathing goes heavy as they squeeze themselves, their fingers digging into their skin.

And those welling tears finally start to fall, although they say nothing.

Stranger: Shit. He fucked up.

Although still confused, he can't just keep Paradi like this. "Paradi...I-It's okay...you're okay," he says, scooching a bit to give Paradi more space. "Nothing bad...Nothing you don't want is going to happen to you, alright?"

Paradi: They stare at Stranger, and although they seem to tear up more, their breathing slowly dies down. Their grip on themselves loosens...thankfully, it looks like their stress wasn't able to progress.

"How can...how can you be a sinner..."

Sniffle. Sniffle.

"...Who doesn't want to eat me?"

Stranger: ...Stranger still wasn't able to understand the prota's words.

He sighed. "...How about we just sit here and talk, alright? ...Nobody said we couldn't do that."

Paradi: "...Talk..."

With a last sniffle, they seem to regain their composure. They look away, but still reply.

"...Fine. I can manage that, at least...~"

Stranger: And so, they sat on the bed, as topics and time flew by...

[ Suite End ]

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