I grant her a moment

Shit! She'd have to change. I told her to please hurry, because I was practically dying to see how splendid she looked in those wonderful designs of hers. With a bashful expression, she retreated into the bathroom with her bag of clothes.

Oh no... That expression was cute, but it meant hesitation. Inside that bathroom, she was waging a war with herself, trying to decide whether to let this young man evaluate not just her wardrobe, but her body as well.

The rain came down harder. Should I pull it out and start masturbating here? Was there any chance she'd make it out in time? Maybe I could fight off the assailant when he came in, for just long enough to glimpse Rosa in that lingerie? I armed myself with a lampstand, as I'd seen Battler do in some stories... Crap. It never seemed to work out very well for him.

To my surprise, the lamp suddenly shut off. The light in the room had vanished.

Had I unplugged it when I picked it up? No... It was still plugged in! I hadn't even gotten around to unplugging it yet! Why would it shut off now?! I watched the door with my hands shaking. Even in the dark... Even in the dark, I'd notice once they came out, right?!

"Mister Player? Did you turn off the lights? You... You don't mean to... I mean, you didn't intend for you and me to...?"

Damn it, Rosa! Now is no time for you to play the sexy deer in the headlights, wondering what your lewd manager is asking you to do! I desperately flicked the knob on the lamp. I followed the cord, unplugged it, and plugged it back in. I yelled for her to turn the bathroom light on. I had to see something!

I saw nothing. A metal object collided with the base of my neck and pierced it. I died without glimpsing a thing. At least I didn't have to hear her troubled scream this time.