I Became a Leader in a Wretched Prison - Chapter 60

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Chapter 60

“….”

He didn’t answer.

Didn’t he want to talk?

Since I somehow didn’t want to just leave him alone, I kept poking at him.

Until he grabbed my hand in annoyance and pulled it away.

“…Master, have you ever killed family?”

Helios asked while holding my hand.

“This person is scary. The kind Master is too scary.”

“…Don’t make the person who asked look like a fool.”

“I haven’t?”

The strength left Helios’s grip on my hand. I left my hand in his and sighed briefly.

“Ah, was this the part where I say ‘What happened?’ ‘It must have been really hard?’ ‘Everything will be okay?'”

“What’s that supposed to be….”

“Consolation methods I got advice on from a skilled con artist.”

Helios twisted his lips. Then he chuckled.

“I don’t need it.”

“….”

He was still holding my hand. It was such a weak grip that it seemed like it would let go if I just flicked it away.

Family….

Looking at his slightly trembling hand, I suddenly opened my mouth.

“I’ve never killed anyone with my own hands, but I have stood by and watched someone die.”

Does saying this help?

“Who?”

“Someone who was like family.”

“….”

“It was someone who forced me to call them ‘Mama.'”

Helios seemed to remember something. He pressed his lips tightly together.

He must be thinking of the floor where I became Snow White.

“…Were they precious to you?”

“I wonder.”

I stared into space for a moment. Were they precious?

“This Master has a bit of a broken head. So I don’t really know about such things.”

“….”

“I felt empty without them. Bored. A little angry and dejected about their death.”

“….”

“If you’re obsessed with revenge, would that be similar in meaning?”

Strangely, humans are creatures who find comfort just from hearing ‘you and I are in the same situation.’

Actually, I’ve rarely experienced such emotions, so I wouldn’t know.

I decided to be satisfied that Helios’s complexion had improved even a little.

“At the end, you made a spear, and you also made chains.”

“…Because Master showed me how to make them.”

“You’re a genius.”

Helios let out a small chuckle.

“There you go again, saying things you don’t mean.”

Huh, but I was being sincere.

Even when I gather my courage and give sincere praise, he reacts like this, so I have plenty to say about Haira’s constant nagging to praise him more.

“At the very end, it was a sword.”

As the battles continued, Helios began to bloom with his ability.

It means he instinctively started using various weapons.

The weapon he used in his final attack against Father was a sword.

I remember it.

That elegant and weighty trajectory that resembled the path of my sword, yet bore traces of someone else, as if he had learned from another.

“…I wanted to overwhelm him with a sword. Because he was the first person to teach me swordsmanship.”

Helios, who said this, glanced at me and added quietly.

“Of course, he’s not my master.”

“…”

“My first master is you.”

It was a strong denial. I nodded and asked.

“So are you satisfied this time?”

“Not at all.”

Helios’s expression darkened.

“Boss was an inferior version. She only contained a portion of the real one’s power.”

Anger and hatred pooled in his face.

“Someday I’ll get out and take my revenge.”

I turned my head, pretending not to hear.

“You know, I don’t have anything I particularly like or dislike.”

“What are you suddenly talking about?”

Helios tilted his head at my out-of-the-blue comment. The wrinkles that formed this time didn’t seem to indicate anger.

“I mean I don’t really have preferences about any objects or matters.”

“Why are you bringing that up now?”

“I wanted to tell you that your fighting was impressive to me, someone who usually isn’t interested in what anyone does?”

“…”

“I’m generally unimpressed by everything.”

Except for things related to getting out of prison.

“But I always see the will to grow in you.”

Some might call it determination.

To others’ eyes, it might look like he rises easily. But he was making countless unseen efforts behind the scenes.

He’s someone who trains until the moment before falling asleep.

I believe there’s no talent that grows without effort.

“That’s why I like you, always trying to grow.”

“….”

He was lying down, and I was looking down at him. There was nowhere for him to avoid my gaze.

Helios suddenly sat up.

Then he hastily covered his face with his hands.

“M-Master is…!”

“Yes, Master is.”

“Master is!”

“Yes.”

“Why! Always so arbitrarily…!!”

What could he be complaining about now. His broad shoulders heaved with rough breathing.

Like a child who couldn’t control their emotions and turned red.

He barely managed to open his mouth.

“…The one you like is me, right?”

Helios suddenly grabbed my wrist. I always sense his approach first, but today I obediently let him.

“Don’t say no. I’ll challenge you to a duel right here and now.”

His tone sounded like he might devour me.

It felt like watching a tiny 2-month-old puppy barking fiercely.

I couldn’t understand the reason for his anger or the intent behind his question. But I gave him an answer.

“Mm… you’re right about what you said.”

“…It’s really true, right.”

I was gradually getting tired of answering.

“Then… lo, lo.”

“Lo?”

“Love, is it…?”

Helios muttered so quietly that ordinary people wouldn’t be able to hear. I heard it without difficulty.

‘Why is love coming up here.’

Unlike usual, Helios stammered, saying that if there’s affection in a master-disciple relationship, that’s love. And love is, well, love.

I wondered what this long-winded explanation was about. But I obediently nodded.

Since Helios had one hand on my wrist and the other covering his face, I couldn’t see his expression.

“…I know it’s unfair to ask like this, but Master made it this way.”

Helios slowly removed the hand covering his face.

At the time when the Tower’s trial had ended, the sunset was looking down on the prisoners.

As if sins couldn’t be washed away by light, the sky all around was red like hellfire.

I faced a bright red face.

“You said you love me.”

There was no way he could turn this red just from the sunset light.

“Don’t take it back.”

For a long while, he stared at that face that had always been pure white, but now was flushed red like someone had accidentally painted it with red paint.

“Yeah.”

A guard was calling from the distance.

It was time to return.

* * *

Deep into the night.

“Haah…”

Helios slowly rubbed his face.

Due to their recent grade change and room relocation, their room now had one very small window.

A shabby window that showed only a palm-sized view of the sky.

But it was enough to tell that it was pitch-black night.

He felt suffocated. There was also a pressure as if chains were wrapped around his chest, pulling tight.

Even so, Helios couldn’t toss and turn.

Because his Master was sleeping soundly beside him.

‘Ha, why is the sleeping arrangement still like this…’

Instead of the two single beds that had been placed in the prison cell, there was now a large double bed here.

Though it was called a double bed, it was spacious enough for three people to sleep comfortably.

The creator of this bed was naturally Mint, who was sleeping with soft breathing sounds that didn’t match her usual demeanor.

As for why the sleeping arrangement was still like this.

“Of course? We sleep together.”

“So, why exactly?”

“You can’t sleep. At night.”

“…”

That was right. Helios still couldn’t get a good night’s sleep.

This was when the beds were separated and they each lay on their own bed.

So even now, after breaking through the 38th Floor, the two of them shared the same bed.

It wasn’t like they slept pressed tightly together on a cramped bed, so that was fortunate.

Mint would always chuckle before going to sleep.

“Such a baby, Baby.”

“…Shut up.”

Actually, Helios had things to say too. No, he had a lot to say.

That was because he shared the same room every night with someone he liked.

When they each lay on the assigned single beds, just turning his head would show the person he liked sleeping peacefully.

How could a red-blooded(?) man possibly sleep peacefully under such circumstances?

Most of all, now that he had begun to guess Mint’s secret, it was only natural that his insomnia had gotten worse.

I know what kind of disgraceful behavior I’ll show while sleeping!

The funny thing was, despite all this, when Mint forcibly pulled him over to sleep next to her, he would sleep well again.

To be precise, he felt drowsy when their bodies touched.

It was what you’d call a ‘honey sleep’.

Helios found himself ridiculous.

He wasn’t even a trained dog, yet he’d fall into sleep like he’d fainted just from Mint’s gentle touch?

And since the effect was good and had a great positive impact on his condition, Mint insisted on it even more, making it an even bigger problem.

Because he had no words to argue back!

Because he wasn’t in a position to resist!

‘Hah.’

But today was different.

Sleep wouldn’t come.

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