Chapter 447.
<strong>Chapter 447. An Exciting Night with Two Girls Outside the City: ying a Risky Game. (1/4)</strong>
<span style="font-weight:400">In deep thought taking various things into consideration while Rosa yed with my hair, at some point, I eventually dozed off on herp.
<span style="font-weight:400">When I opened my eyes next, the first thing I saw was Rosa seated upright on the couch with her eyes closed.
<span style="font-weight:400">When I sat up, Rosa immediately opened her eyes and teased, “You sure slept long, sleepyhead.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I scanned the living room only to realize Dawn was nowhere to be found.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What time is it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s already 10:00 PM.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I slept for that long?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Where’s Dawn?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“She went to her room a few hours ago. We talked for quite a while. Let’s go see her now.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“See her at this hour? Why?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I promised we’d y some games she’s never had a chance to y before when you woke up.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Video games?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No~ naturally I mean games you y during a sleepover.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What? Why am I needed for that? Can’t you do that with just the two of you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“These types of games are more fun and exciting the more people you have participating. It’d be super boring with only two people.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Right… if that’s the case, how about we get Dawn’s father to join in too then?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No way, that’s just weird.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“How is it weird?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It totally is.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What sort of games are you nning to y exactly?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Games like truth or dare.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I refuse, I’m absolutely not ying.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What? Why not?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t trust it. It’s definitely a trap.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa rolled her eyes, “It’s not a trap, don’t be such a buzzkill, join us.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What are you scheming?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m not scheming anything~.” She had an ‘I’m definitely scheming something look on her face.’
<span style="font-weight:400">“Bullshit.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I swear, honest to god, it’s totally nothing~.” She couldn’t hide her mischievous cat-like smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Do I look like an idiot? You obviously are.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“So what if I am? What are you going to do about it?” Rosa didn’t give me a chance to run, she stood up, grabbed my arm, and dragged me along to Dawn’s room.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t consent to this.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You don’t have a choice.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Why do you think that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Jeez, I sure wonder if I should tell Dawn about K when I ask her whether she’s ever kissed someone during truth or dare~”
<span style="font-weight:400">I retorted stiffly, “You… wouldn’t…”
<span style="font-weight:400">She smiled menacingly, “I have one letter for you~ P.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Shit… she was still holding me revealing the pee incident to Dawn’s father against me and was currently out for revenge.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That… won’t work… if you reveal K to Dawn, I’ll reveal P.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Her grip on my hand intensified and her smile became oh so terrifying, “You’ll what now?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Trantion, ‘Would you like to die?’
<span style="font-weight:400">“N-Nothing.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Good.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa knocked on the door three times.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Coming.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The door opened up revealing Dawn in light blue pajamas on the other side. Her pajama bottoms were pretty short covering only halfway down her thighs. The top was also short-sleeved.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yo, he finally woke up, we’re here to y as promised.” Rosa gave a casual greeting as she pulled me forward by the hand into Dawn’s room.
<span style="font-weight:400">I took a seat on the ground while Rosa sat down on the bed like it was only natural. Despite Rosa’s presence here, I still felt ufortable being inside the room of a girl who wasn’t my girlfriend at thiste hour.
<span style="font-weight:400">Dawn looked down at me and asked, “What are yuh doing? Yuh don’t need to sit on the ground, yuh can take a seat on the bed like Rosa.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No… I’m fine down here.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I’m scared something bad will happen if I’m on top of the same bed as Rosa.
<span style="font-weight:400">“If yuh say so.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“The truth is he just secretly wants to get sneak peeks under the hoodie I have on.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What? Is that true?” Dawn looked at me, initially weirded out, before she mumbled, “But… I guess that sort of thing isn’t considered weird if yuh’re dating…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t listen to her, she just wants to smear my good name.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“But… yuh have a direct line of sight…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m not looking.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm? You’re not? And here I thought I was giving you some nice service as your girlfriend.”
<span style="font-weight:400">My eyes lowered from Rosa’s eyes down to her legs which were slightly parted. It was… too dark to see.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What service? You can’t even see anything, it’s too dark.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What? Then just use that overly active imagination of yours to see it then.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Not interested.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Dawn tilted her head to the side and asked cluelessly, “Is this sort of conversation considered normal between a couple?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course it is.” Rosa nodded confidently.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No, it’s not. Don’t listen to this weirdo, she’s just a perverted closet exhibitionist who has no idea what she’s talking about.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“How awful of you to call me a perverted closet exhibitionist when I’m a perverted open exhibitionist.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Pfft.” Dawn covered her mouth and looked away from the two of us.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Jeez, what’s so funny Dawn? Are youughing at me?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Rosa, even if yuh’re not being serious, as a girl it’s not good to joke about something so indecent.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What if I’m not joking?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? Yuh’re not?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Am I? Or am I not? Don’t we have the perfect way to verify this?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? How? Wait… yuh’re not going to start stripping out of nowhere are yuh?” Dawn asked hesitantly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No, I meant truth or dare. That’s the game we’re going to y first, isn’t it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh! Right. Rosa, truth or dare?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Dare.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? Aren’t you going to pick truth? How am I supposed to confirm whether or not you’re an exhibitionist if you pick dare?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What do you mean? Isn’t it pretty obvious? You just need to dare me to strip my clothes off.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I broke out into sweat. What sort of dangerous game did I get myself involved in here? If I picked dare… would I be subjected to something awful like that? Wait… forget that, if I picked truth… and Rosa asked me something damning… wouldn''t I be forced to change to dare? Even doing a switch would reveal I had a guilty conscience about something. Didn’t that mean… I didn’t have a choice no matter what and I had to choose dare?
<span style="font-weight:400">I was… in hell. Rosa had lured me into a deadly trap. A trap with no escape. I had to choose dare no matter what. Choosing truth was just too dangerous. The sorts of questions I could be asked by her wasn’t funny.
<span style="font-weight:400">How many girls have you kissed?
<span style="font-weight:400">Have you kissed more than one girl in this room?
<span style="font-weight:400">Have you had sex? If Dawn then carelessly asked Rosa if she had sex out of curiosity… and she said no…
<span style="font-weight:400">I was… pretty screwed here, wasn’t I?
<span style="font-weight:400">How many people have you had sex with?
<span style="font-weight:400">Who have you had sex with?
<span style="font-weight:400">Where have you had sexual rtionships with other girls in the past?
<span style="font-weight:400">There were so manyndmines and no paths to escape.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa picking dare here couldn’t have been mere coincidence, it was a warning. A warning to me that I had better not be a little bitch and I better pick dare when it’s my turn.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Daring yuh to do that feels… weird.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What? Why? It’s just us girls here and my boyfriend.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“T-Then… Rosa… I dare yuh to sss-strip your clothes off.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Wow, you really did it. Well, I guess I have to abide by the dare then~”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa closed her legs squishing her thighs together as she ced her hands on the bottom hem of the hoodie by her thighs and started to pull it back slowly with a mischievous smile on her face.
<span style="font-weight:400">Dawn stuttered out, “R-Rosa, yuh’re not seriously going to…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa’s hands stopped moving. She released the hem andughed, “It’s naturally a joke. I pick truth instead.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Haaaaaaah.” Dawn breathed out a sigh of relief before she asked her question, “Rosa, are yuh an exhibitionist of any kind, closet or open?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No, of course I’m not. You actually believed that and still had to ask even when I couldn’tplete the dare? Hehe, you totally fell for it and wasted your first turn Dawn~”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What? Yuh mean yuh tricked me?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa waved her right index finger in the air from side to side as she exined, “Of course~ You can’t let your guard down in this sort of game, Dawn. Truth or dare is a psychological battlefield. A war of the minds. If you underestimate this sacred game, you’ll regret it. A single turn wasted can be the difference between life and death. You must weigh your options and choose what you say carefully to lead on your opponent in this game and get them to say or ask what you want them to rather than what they want to.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see, I didn’t know truth or dare was so deep.” Dawn seemed strangely convinced.
<span style="font-weight:400">Don’t take it so seriously! It’s not that deep! I mean… right now for me it is thanks to the threat Rosa posed to me… but it’s not for you! Damn it, just ask normal shit like what’s your favorite color!