I’m Hunting My Enemy - Chapter 21

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21. Wow, That Was Really Information I Wanted to Know (1)

On a fine day, Mos was bewildered.

He had somewhat hoped for special treatment since meeting Ryuie, but.

‘I didn’t want it to this extent.’

Mos trembled, barely clutching a single sheet around himself.

When he opened his eyes, he found that everyone except him was casually coming and going from the room.

When on earth had they moved a sleeping person to this large room?

The ordinary wooden water tank that had a broken tail was replaced with a glossy, high-quality one.

The old curtains that had hung there for so long were also torn down and replaced with silk curtains he’d never seen before.

‘I think I can even smell perfume.’

While Mos was in a daze, windows opened, flowers came in, and gifts formed an endless line.

“Uwah!”

Mos, who had become the next target, screamed.

A servant had pulled the sheet taut.

Since his lower body had changed, the only clothes he could wear were tops, and now they were trying to take away even the sheet!

“Th-this won’t do!”

“I’ll bring you clothes.”

“Please put them under here!”

Mos gestured frantically.

Seeing Mos guarding the taut sheet like a last line of defense, the servant politely slipped the clothes underneath.

Only then could Mos finally wriggle around and change clothes under the sheet.

‘What is all this about?’

Furniture he’d never seen, treatment he’d never received, feelings he’d never felt.

It was as if he’d suddenly become a noble.

Mos, who had been staring blankly around the room, quickly asked before all the servants left.

“Did the Duke’s daughter do all this?”

“Yes. These are all gifts sent by Lady Ryuie.”

The servant answered readily.

Well, even as Mos asked, he was certain it couldn’t be anyone else.

‘Who else would it be.’

The servant also set down a small box with a bright red ribbon in front of Mos.

“Lady Ryuie wishes for your recovery.”

“What is this?”

“Please open it yourself.”

Mos slowly pulled the ribbon. The texture was so soft it seemed too precious to use for wrapping.

The identity of the gift revealed when the lid opened was nothing short of admirable.

“Wow…”

Sugar-decorated chocolates and milk candies were neatly arranged in alternating patterns like a game board.

It looked more like a craft piece than a snack.

Even after receiving the gift, Mos unconsciously looked around at others.

“Is this really mine?”

“Yes.”

The servant continued to have a kind face.

Thanks to this, Mos gathered courage and carefully put one chocolate in his mouth.

The crisp, crumbling sweetness met with the thinly coated chocolate and blended smoothly.

The well-made caramel scent spread throughout his mouth, and the rich taste seeped out with each chew, enough to feel the texture of the remaining chocolate.

It was a taste like melting happiness and gently pouring it into his mouth.

Mos’s expression melted helplessly at the exquisite taste experience.

‘Was I always this weak to food?’

The taste was on a different level, completely changing his mood.

Was this exactly what Ryuie intended?

She must be thinking of me enough to take care of me with good things.

Mos’s heart beat cautiously.

“Um… to the lady.”

“I’ll tell her you enjoyed it.”

“Yes. No, that’s fine too, but. Um. When did she say she’d come see me next?”

Mos asked with an expression overflowing with anticipation.

“The lady is currently working hard to find a way to treat the patients who have turned into monsters.”

“That means she’s coming to see me, right?”

“She said to prioritize eating and sleeping well until she finds a special method.”

“…That means she’s not coming?”

Mos’s eyes, which had been floating like clouds, rapidly plummeted.

“Then why did she send all these gifts?”

“It’s the lady’s sincerity.”

The servant coughed loudly and uncomfortably, as if warning him.

It would be troublesome if he acted presumptuously.

The kindness shown just moments ago was only within the limits allowed by the Duke’s daughter.

Suddenly, even the chocolate remaining on his tongue felt bitter.

Thud!

Mos slammed the candy box lid shut.

‘I thought this kind of treatment had special meaning.’

‘Usually you only give good things to someone you like.’

Mos knew this from experience.

Like shyly bringing pie every day, or always bringing cool water during work breaks.

Since Mos, the village shepherd, worked quite far away, he could easily notice when someone came looking for him with romantic intentions.

Honestly, it felt secretly good too.

It’s nice when someone likes you.

However, in villages like this, people usually wanted marriage right away when they developed feelings, so he couldn’t get deeply involved.

Mos thought he was still too young to marry, and he couldn’t be certain he would love that person for life.

He preferred just the exciting romance where he could enjoy the fluttering feelings.

But this time, the other party was a noble.

A noble who even had a fiancé.

‘The lady said she would break off her engagement.’

Mos hastily added this thought. While what he was doing felt impious, it was difficult to interpret the other party’s intentions.

‘Well, if someone’s been missing for over 10 years, it’s almost like being widowed, right?’

Mos was startled by his own thoughts.

‘No! We’re nothing to each other yet! Why am I having these worries!’

In the end, the problem was that Ryuie induced misunderstandings with everyone.

For Mos, who couldn’t even dream of Ryuie’s countless failed romance incidents, it was a terribly confusing problem.

‘She gives gifts but doesn’t appear. Does she want to date me, or is she trying to play a prank?’

Mos’s appearance, lost in thought while clutching the candy box, must have looked pitiful, as the servant added:

“Still, it’s true that Lady Ryuie thinks of you specially. Yesterday she gave special instructions after seeing the other patients.”

“Special? She didn’t do this for anyone else besides me?”

“Not among the other patients.”

Mos’s firmly stiff shoulders relaxed a little.

“I understand. Thank you for the gift.”

“Then please rest comfortably.”

The relieved servant left the room.

Alone now, Mos felt embarrassed for asking such a childish question, but also felt proud thinking he was receiving special treatment.

The candy box in his large hands turned this way and that.

‘My heart feels restless.’

Mos paused the next moment.

There was something that bothered him about the servant’s words.

‘…Wait a minute. Among the patients?’

Then who among the non-patients is she meeting and going around with?

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“Don’t you plan to cut that hair?”

Ryuie, who had come to meet that very person again, lingered in front of the iron bars.

But unlike the splendid and magnificent gift offensive she had sent to Mos, the prison remained desolate.

Cold, dirty, and smelly.

Inside it, Glem sat cross-legged with an already tired and weary expression, holding his forehead.

“I’ve told you countless times to stop coming here.”

“Do you have it or not?”

Ryuie still only said what she wanted to say.

Glem briefly suspected that his hair turning white might be Ryuie’s fault.

He wanted to say that plenty of white hair had grown because of Ryuie, but he couldn’t prove it since all the hair on his body was already white.

Even though he had nothing particular to do, Glem’s condition had noticeably deteriorated since he last met Ryuie. It was because he couldn’t sleep properly.

Glem tried to maintain his composure. It was hard to keep looking at Ryuie, who kept pestering him.

“If you cut it, your face would be more visible. Our Glem, don’t you have any thoughts of dating?”

“No.”

“I can change that for you.”

When Ryuie persistently questioned him, Glem attempted another futile topic change.

“You said you were going to investigate the priests.”

“My subordinates are doing it. Why did the priests imprison you?”

“Because I’m a thief. You know I stole the sacred relic too.”

“Lies. Why would a thief steal a sacred relic? What were you going to use it for after stealing it?”

Glem, who had been staring only at the ceiling and letting out long sighs, finally surrendered.

“Will you leave if I show you?”

“!”

Ryuie’s eyes sparkled as she pressed close to the iron bars. Glem took out the dagger Ryuie had left behind last time.

Half of his long hair was trapped under his sitting legs, so Glem readjusted his posture and pulled out all the trapped hair. Watching Glem gather his rough, white hair in one hand, Ryuie unconsciously concentrated with enough tension to be nervous.

Scritch.

Glem applied force and cut through his hair.

The fluttering white hair was beautiful as it scattered even in the dimly lit prison.

Like a flock of white birds suddenly taking flight all at once.

The look in Glem’s eyes as he turned around with his shortly cut hair was somehow melancholy. Even Ryuie, who had been telling him to cut his hair just moments before, felt he was like a fantasy.

No, was it really a fantasy?

“…Huh?”

Ryuie rubbed her eyes.

She really must have seen wrong earlier. Because Glem was back to his sullen expression, glaring at Ryuie with his long, white hair intact.

‘Wait a minute.’

White hair was still scattered on the floor. Glem was also still holding the dagger and gripping the white hair he had held like a rope. Ryuie’s mouth gradually opened.

“Wha-a-at~?”

“This is my curse.”

Glem said bluntly. When he irritably shook his hand as if throwing a tantrum, even the remaining hair scattered helplessly.

The cut hair became even more of a mess as it tangled with Glem’s long hair that had returned to its original state.

“No matter what I do, I can’t change from this appearance.”

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