Beep!
Player 1 Wins!
"Aww, Murder, I never thought someone as serious as you would be this good at games."
Killer leaned her head back against her chair, looking utterly miserable.
"Come on, admit it. You've played this a lot, haven't you?"
"...I already told you, this is my first time playing."
Murder was completely speechless, too.
Come to think of it, they had been in this timeline for a day or two already.
It was just a seemingly peaceful pacifist route. They should never have needed to come here.
But according to Killer, this timeline was somewhat similar to the previous one: things that should not have existed were disrupting its stability.
They could not pinpoint the error just yet, though, so they needed to stay for a while and see how things developed.
That was why they had come to this timeline.
And since they had yet to find anything wrong, Killer had dragged Murder to the Arcade on the surface to play a few rounds.
She said they could kill some time while waiting for the error to show itself.
Murder had no objections. After all, slacking off was only natural for a Sans. A Sans who couldn't slack off wasn't a good Sans.
It was about time he had a proper break, too.
"Do I look like I believe you?"
Uh, was Murder just a natural?
As a veteran of the game, Killer had only taught Murder a few basic controls before jumping straight into a match. It should have been a complete rookie beatdown.
But Murder had only lost the first round. After that, he got better and better, until he eventually chained together a combo that kept Killer locked down until she died.
Murder had also pulled off the various skills and ultimate moves