四

The fourth game is a haunted house and its difficulty is 4 stars.

Feather still cannot stand by herself but she is forced into it by Ro.

It is cold outside while the temperature of the haunted house is even lower. Feather sneezes right after she enters.

Ro kicks down a few wandering black shadows and he grabs a robe from the shadows, putting it on Feather.

Although the robe is thin, Feather feels better. Her impulse to shake is gone.

Ro picks up a sleeve on her robe and leads the way.

All the ghosts howling, animals roaring, females sobbing, infants crying are left alone and ignored by Ro.

'If you are scared, just sing.

'What doesn't kill you makes you stronger~'

Feather sings while she is also sneezing hard and out of tune. She calms herself by looking at Ro and doesn't change her focus.

Zombies crawling out from coffins are stomped back by Ro. Infants with sharp teeth are brain-crashed by Ro. Damp female ghosts with long hair are smashed to the wall when Ro drags them by their long hair.

Rotten flesh splashes around. Screams fluctuate in the air.

This concert coped with Feather's horrible singing it is weird and exotic.

Feather half covers her eyes and peaks at the clown's serious side face.

The light is dim. His makeup is not so clear, Feather can only see a basic outline of his face. If there was no such red nose on him, he would be a very handsome guy.

Ro beats up ghosts wherever he goes. By the latter half of the path, all the ghosts have run away.

Why would they want to lose their lives for just a bite of food…...?

Ro himself doesn't even remember how many heads of ghosts and monsters he has blown.

Feather follows him with excitement and worries.

'You have passed three games. The upcoming games will be harder.'

'I am not afraid,' Feather clings to Ro's sleeve with confidence and trust.

Ro tried to think of words but he failed.

This girl is going to make me karoshi?

The two finally are near the exit.

If without Ro, this road would be filled with green hair skeletons with black pointed fingers coming out from the walls and the ground trying to catch people. Now they hide and don't dare to come out.

Feather comes out the same way as she entered the haunted house. She takes off the robe and waves at the ghosts in the haunted house.

Ro leaves his temporal weapon, a bone club on the ground.

He cannot bear his status after coming out from the haunted house: his body is covered in blood and another mysterious liquid that got on him during the fights. As a result, he decides to go to a nearby fountain to clean his body.

The old fountain tap is on the ground on top of a cement sink inside which there are some untaken arms and legs.

Normally, residents in the amusement park will come here for drinking water as they open the tap and fill the sink full and slurp all the water at once.

These leftover arms and legs are probably from their mouths

Feather hides behind Ro. She was going to wash her hands but this fountain is not appealing.

Ro tweaks the tap and a patter of blood flows down with clots of hair.

Ro is vexed and kicks the tap. The tap coughs like a human and begins to flow clear water.

'Is this your mouth water?' Ro detests.

'N...nu…'

The tap explodes with a stutter as it sees Ro's shoe is coming at it again.

Feather couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Ro squatted down and barely has his hands washed, when he pulls out the tap and uses it as a water tube, rinsing himself from head to toe.

He asks Feather, 'You want to wash your hands as well?'

Feather washes her hands and her face after which she feels more awake.

'Thanks.'

Ro pats the tap and pushes it back. The two set off again.

There is a shooting range but not free. Anyone who wants to play needs to pay a fee. The fee is depending on the heads. Ro and Feather need to pay two heads to enter.

There are two agents by the door.

They wear a black outfit with two red circles on both cheeks of their pale face. They look ridiculous.

Feather asks, 'Mr. Ginger, do all workers here put on this kind of makeup?'

'It is up to their Individual preference.'

While Ro is speaking, he pulls off their heads.

Their heads are light-weighted and cold as if the heads are made of paper.

The whole process is easy and simple without any blood spilling.

Ro places the heads on the counter, 'Are these enough?'

'Yes, these will work.' Funnily, the two heads on the counter replied .

It is a novel place for Feather and she is looking around.

'Sir, you shall shoot 10 arrows at the fruit without missing. This game is easy.'

The paper heads explained on the counter.

However, where the target is located Featheris being tied to a chair: an apple on her head, a pear on each shoulder.

Feather opens her eyes wide asinto her mouth is tucked a green jujube, a cherry on her chest, and a banana in both hands. There is a watermelon on her thighs while two kiwis are on each knee.

'Fruit Ninja?'

Ro jokes sarcastically at the paper heads.

'It was this lady who requested to be the target. She said she was not good at archery so she chose to gamble.'

Ro wants to praise Feather as a clever dog.

He is in fact good at archery.

However, if he has to close his eyes, Feather might want to make the sign of the cross.

Hope there is nothing unexpected otherwise Feather will be a cold body in no time.

The amusement park has its own set of rules that although Ro can play around within the boundary of the rules, he cannot disobey these rules.

Ro lifts his eyebrow and hints Feather to pray for herself.

He pulls down the eye patch, and draws the bow with three arrows.

The arrows are released without any signals.

Feather would have been crying if there wasn't a green jujube tucked in her mouth.

Please be serious! Mr. Clown!

The three arrows reached the apple on her head, and the two pears on her shoulders.

Feather's tears flow down.

Mom, I didn't die!

'Awesome!' Two paper heads cheer on the counter loudly. Electronic sound of clapping and whistling is coming from the sound box in the room.

Ro draws out three arrows again and reaches the green jujube and the two bananas.

The arrow feather is close enough to Feather's nose that she smells blood and a rusty flavor.

Although the arrows look old, they are still sharp.

The arrowheads are barbed.

It would be a great pain if the archer missed the target because it would bring out more flesh and blood when pulling the arrows out.

Feather's heart beats faster.

This time, Ro only draws out one arrow.

'Let's guess...'

'Where will this gentleman target?'

'Will it be between the legs of such a young and beautiful lady, or on her delicate and smooth knees?'

'Or, on her chest?'

Two heads are commenting with the same voice passionately.

'Shut up!' Ro is tired and stares at the two heads.

Feather also blushes a little.

The scene is confusing.

'Oh! This gentleman must want to kick your ass with his sharp boots for sure!'

'**** you! He must want to kick you first! I want to pick up your head to shake it and check if there is only water inside...'

The next arrow at Feather's chest stops their loud conversation.

'Sorry,' Ro whispers.

The cherry juice splashes over her dress with red.

That arrow has no more force left in it and falls down to the ground softly as it did not even reach Feather's dress.

Feather was holding her breath.

'Sir! You are such a great archer!'

'Sir! You are legendary! The world's first archers would commit suicide if they knew you!'

The heads eulogize sincerely.

We almost thought that Sir you did not have eye patch on.

Ro draws out another two arrows and reached the two kiwis without splashing any juice out.

The last one, watermelon, is taken down without accident.

This shot is also excellent in that it only touched the skin of the watermelon while it didn'tfall down and didn't reach the red part.

Ro releases her and takes down the arrows. He slaps at the watermelon like the people do in Taekwondo and divides the watermelon into half.

He leaves a half on the counter, 'Thanks.'

Then he places the other half in Feather's hands.

'Are you hungry?'

'But I don't have a spoon...'

Feather holds the watermelon.

The two heads bite and pick up a plastic packaged spoon and fly to Feather. After she gets it, they fly away.

They watch Ro and Feather walking away.

'We only gave one spoon!'

They look at each other and grin.

Ro doesn't want the watermelon.

This amusement park has living beings, but Ro is not in such a category, he doesn't need to eat.

He looks at how Feather finishes the watermelon alone and marvels quietly at her stomach.

'Thank you, sir,' Feather smiles at Ro.

'Six more games,' Ro reminds her sincerely.

Her smile freezes on her face.

She takes out her ticket. The words on the reverse, read, 'Play 10 favorite games and hug the morning Sun next day.'

It says 4/10 below.

The next second, Ro drags her onto a drop tower together.

The safety equipment is in poor condition and Feather almost wants to throw herself onto the chair.

When it is rising, her eyeswater.

As the seats reach around 100 meters in the air, she feels dizzy on this 'free chair' without a safety belt.

Feather is out of strength and she shuts her eyes. Her loud scream bursts out as the chairs suddenly slide down.

Up and down, round and round, She holds the back of the chair tightly. Finally she is thrown away from the chair and indesperation she clings to Ro's legs.

'Sir! Help me!'

Feather is hanging in the air and swinging as the chairs go up and down. Her scream rings out with the cracking sound of the tower.

Ro: Girl. Take care of yourself, please.

Oh, this height is good for scenery viewing. I see some children's games over there. I shall take Feather to play those.

'AH—'

'AH~AH~AH~'

'AWWWWWWW—'

'AH—'

After Feather broke her voice, her scream sounds more like roaring. By the end, she decides to sing.

Who knew that a game in this drop tower would last 30 minutes?

She clings hard to Ro's legs and her songs are far out of tune with roaring and sobbing.

'I wanna fly higher~'

'Ahhhhhhhhhh—'

'Give me 500 more years to live~'

'Ahhhhhhhhhh—'

'If I could go back~'

'Ah...'

The game finally stops.

Ro puts down his hands that were previously covering his ears.

Feather collapses on the ground exhausted..

'AWWWWAWWAWWAW...'

She cries on the ground and buries her face in the mud.

Ro picks her up and carries her on his shoulder, going to the next game.

'I wanna go home...'

She moans with a feeble voice.

'Five games left.'

Ro reminds her in a relaxed manner.

'Can we stop playing games?'

'If you wanna stay here forever.'

Ro lifts up the corners of his mouth and his exaggerated makeup enhances the horror of his smile.

Apathy and bloodiness.

Wind silences Feather.

If I had known, I wouldn't have bought the ticket.

This ******* Abyss Amusement Park!