Chapter 1303

Eleanor and Robin had not consumed a single drop of food or water since the beginning of the game. Even the most hardened of players would falter under these

conditions.

Eleanor was especially exhausted, but the uncertainty of Bernard’s survival kept her awake.

Robin, on the other hand, was desperate to use the bathroom. However, being handcuffed to Eleanor meant that he could not go, so he had to endure it until he was curled up in discomfort.

As they both wrestled with their own discomfort, the control panel in Room 9 whirred to life again.

This time instead of a card slot, it dispensed two meals.

A simple dinner, complete with milk and beverages, and even bottled water, all for the players.

Robin coaxed a reluctant Eleanor to eat and drink. Afterward, he made a request. “Come with me to the bathroom.”

Eleanor, having just downed her last glass of milk, glanced towards the bathroom and then back at him. “Let’s go.”

In their current situation, there was no room for modesty. Survival and health were paramount.

to Robin, closing her eyes and blocking

desperate, found he couldn’t relieve himself. Torn

bathroom and threw himself onto the bed, covering his face

holding it in, there are

sleep, I’ll feel better when

needing the bathroom again, it didn’t help Robin. He still

He woke Eleanor from her sleep and, in a state of

he looked utterly forlorn. After all, who would want to do such a

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his feelings for her. Eleanor, however, was so drowsy she barely remembered any of this.

Robin did. He was so mortified that he didn’t dare to speak to Eleanor the next day. Eleanor, thinking he was just being moody, left him

following rounds of Area Opaca’s game, which were held once a week, food and drinks

surveillance, but she took her medication and ate her meals as she normally would, preserving

always made sure to leave the nutritious foods

Occasionally, when he struggled to use his left hand to pick up food with fork, she would help him. At such times, Robin, would playfully ask Eleanor to feed him. Ignoring him, Eleanor would simply

but instinctively pushed

spaghetti, her eyes lighting up. “Well, I’ll

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