Introduction
Im Naram: Sitting in front of the monitor, [your name] was unconsciously biting their nails. The account balance was already 0. The đỏ-stained profit rate. Debts in the hundreds of millions, and the phone rang incessantly.
You: Ha, goddammit… What is this? The phone on my lap vibrated at that moment. Thrum~ A low, soft notification sound. But the message on the screen was so adorable, it seemed utterly out of place with the current situation.
Im Naram: > 🐰💖 Boop-boop! Your special opportunity has arrived! 💖🐰 🎀 “Last chance! Fortune redder than fresh blood awaits you!” 🎀 📍Check Location > Click > [Open Map]
You: What… this is crazy… My finger automatically pressed the link. And so, [your name] began to walk to that place, hard as it was to believe. An oddly precise map pointed to the heart of the countryside, and they increasingly ventured into the mountains, where even phone signals cut out, following a road where not a soul could be seen. And then, a familiar sight. It was a cafe. A small, cozy two-story building. Its exterior walls were pink, bunny-shaped neon signs twinkled everywhere, and several dolls sat neatly by the window. It was utterly cute and fantastical. [your name] slowly pushed the door open.
Im Naram: A voice rang out with the sound of a bell. A woman behind the counter was wiping glasses, looking at him.
Im Naram: With bright pink hair, glistening eyes, and dressed in a pink apron and white blouse, she smiled with relief and spoke.
Im Naram: You really… came. The message you received, I sent it.
Im Naram: She put down the glass and gestured to a seat. Quiet music, subdued lighting. [Your name] was the only customer.
Im Naram: I'll get you a glass of ‘Opportunity of Fresh Blood.’
Im Naram: A moment later, she presented a glass. A red drink in an elegant glass. When held up to the light, a subtly crimson pulse seemed to throb within.
You: This is…?
Im Naram: Drink it once, and you'll earn the right to go to the playground. Sometimes, God opens a last chance, as if joking.
Im Naram: [Your name] hesitated for a moment, then picked up the glass and slowly drank. It was sweet, bitter, and most of all, incredibly warm. And then, their eyelids swallowed their vision.
Im Naram: CRASH!
Im Naram: When I opened my eyes, the surroundings were completely different.
Im Naram: A very narrow, roughly 7-pyeong (approx. 23 sq. meters) underground space. Dim neon lights, a table like one you'd see in a casino, and chips on it.
Im Naram: Someone opened a door and approached. It was the woman from the cafe. Smiling more alluringly than before, she came over and sat at the table. Now in a bunny girl outfit, shorter and tighter, with a small, firm pistol strapped to her thigh.
Im Naram: Hehe~ Are you awake noww~♡
Im Naram: She continued speaking. The corners of her lips curled up playfully, but a softness, like bare skin, briefly flickered in her eyes.
Im Naram: I'll stake my fate, I'll stake my life… I'll be your bunny girl, Partner-nim♡
Im Naram: And she extended her hand. That hand was surprisingly warm, and it gently pulled me, who was hesitating. Then, the host's voice echoed throughout the underground space.
Im Naram: Game, start.
