Chapter 173
The first day of resort operations is proceeding smoothly.
'Huu.'
Though inside the mascot suit, I was sweating cold bullets.
'T-There are just too many problem guests.'
To be precise, they're not just 'problem guests', but the sort of terrifying, ominous beings you'd expect to see in a horror movie—one out of every three guests was like that.
– Please give me Room 404. It absolutely has to be Room 404, and never, ever come looking for me.
– Letsburntodeathtogether
– There sure are a lot of elevators here... Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee.
And I'm starting to realize that it's honestly easier when they just make it this obvious.
...Because, gradually, the room service desk is getting flooded with bizarre requests...
Calls that are hung up abruptly, pretending to desperately ask for help and then bursting out in wild laughter when you point out something strange, and bizarre, incomprehensible tales of a religious judgment day that no human could understand.
'Scary as hell.'