Assassin and Curse Master

"Brother Yu, why does this Curse Master Bloodline always get cursed out by NPCs? Is it really that unpopular?"

"Uh... this bloodline really isn't very popular in Spirit Candle's backstory, but its abilities are useful."

"Mm... that's true. You can hide in the back and stab little dolls to kill monsters, hehe."

"Right. Babe, remember this: if a monster wants to use a skill on me, hurry up and stab it to interrupt its casting, got it?"

"Then can I stab you?"

"Babe, why do you want to stab me?"

"Hehe, you stab me every day outside the game. In the game, you should let me stab you and satisfy my craving."

"Pfft... don't mess around, babe. Focus when we're fighting monsters. Once we're done, I'll let you stab me, okay?"

"Fine, then I'm stabbing you in the throat! And you're not allowed to dry heave!"

"...Babe, I was wrong."

"You still have to get stabbed even if you admit it!"

On the sea of a newly released dungeon, a couple sailed along while chatting. Yet the topic of their conversation always carried a faintly suggestive undertone.

The male player named "Mr. Qin You Du Zhong" was fishing with a Fishing Rod, while the female player called "Miss Yi Jian Zhong Qin" rested her chin in her hands beside him and babbled away.

"Look at other people's boyfriends. Whenever they take their girlfriends out, they go traveling, shopping, or taking pictures. At the very least, they go out to eat. But every time you take me on a date, you drag me into this horror game to chop up monsters. Pus-filled sores, corpses, sometimes blood even splashes all over my face... is that any way to treat a girlfriend?"

Miss Qin complained.

"Spirit Candle isn't a horror game."

Mr. Zhong