Schemer's Rapport, Soul Adrift

"Someone capable of making me feel such intense danger and unease... must be a [Black Chess Player]!"

"Which 'letter' Black Chess Player could it be? But... while the [Black Chess Player] is certainly important, in the real world, I'm thirty and unmarried, getting pressured by my parents to marry. Isn't that also a major matter?"

"Fuck your mother!! This is a life-or-death situation. How did my thoughts get so absurdly sidetracked by such pointless crap? I'm fucking running for my life right now!"

"The [Black Chess Player] showed up willingly, so they must have prepared everything. [Return Flow] and the 'Tool Bar' have both been disabled. If I want to survive, I can only rely on [Regret Move Save] and escape to another Dungeon..."

"Which panel was [Regret Move Save] on again... Wait, [Regret Move Save] is important, but... that cheating ex-girlfriend who cuckolded me, who fucking put three green hats on my head—shouldn't she die too?! Yeah, that bitch fucking deserved to die!"

"What am I even thinking about?!!"

"[Regret Move Save]!! Escaping is what matters!! Stop fucking thinking about irrelevant things... This must be that [Black Chess Player]'s doing... What kind of disgusting method is this?!!"

"[A]... Ai Li... That guy once told us information about every [Black Chess Player]... but none of their [Exclusive Privileges] had an ability like this."

"Then what could it be? What is it? Think, quickly... This is important—wait! It's that guy's Term Talent!! Right, it's him!!"

"Fuck!! I'm trying to escape right now! What's the point of guessing that? Wait... There's something even more important! I was forcibly sent into the Eerie Game. My car is parked in the temporary lot—will those damn property management bastards charge me some sky-high parking fee??"

"..."

At that moment, J stood there rigidly.

Nothing seemed