I’m Hunting My Enemy - Chapter 48
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48. Those Who Live in Hiding Have Their Own Hidden Fears (4)
“What kind of monster could it be that can kill people just by being seen?”
“Are you certain it’s a monster?”
“For someone to have a heart attack just from being threatened, Marco would need to age another twenty years.”
Ryuie pulled a white cloth over the sturdy-looking Marco’s chest to cover him.
“The shock must have been great.”
“Are you alright? Seeing a corpse and all…”
“I find it interesting.”
“What?”
“I’m thinking that maybe what killed Marco was a monster that Yosua transformed into. If it’s him, he would have become a more special creature than the other villagers.”
“…”
Glem looked quite troubled about whether or not to point out Ryuie’s sense of ethics.
Or perhaps he found it strange that Ryuie immediately thought of the Crown Prince even while looking at someone else’s corpse.
In the end, Glem acted as if nothing was wrong.
“I know where Marco’s family lives, so I’ll take care of the aftermath.”
“There’s no need for that.”
Ryuie stopped him.
“The family is already on their way. Our knights will give him a generous funeral.”
“Ah.”
“And from now on, you need to stay close to me without leaving my side for even a moment.”
“?”
Glem’s brain stopped for a moment.
In his confusion, he responded like a clueless amateur.
“Wasn’t that supposed to be Benito?”
“Now it’s you.”
“Why?”
“If Marco was intentionally murdered, then you’re next.”
Ryuie suspected that the moment she obtained the Crown Prince’s ring, those involved might be killed to silence them. If so, Glem was also in danger.
And somewhat, she wanted to keep Glem closer by her side using any excuse.
“I want to see the moment you die.”
Instantly, Glem made an incredibly stupid expression.
“You really.”
Ryuie chuckled.
“If that expression makes you uncomfortable, you can just change it to romance. That would suit better.”
“?!”
Before he could fully digest what he’d just heard, Glem’s head exploded with a bang.
His mouth fell wide open.
“You’re asking me to date you?”
“Just as you heard.”
Ryuie leisurely intertwined her fingers.
“You said you liked me, didn’t you?”
Glem couldn’t close his mouth for a while.
It was full of statements he didn’t know where to begin criticizing, and his confession wasn’t meant to be brushed off so lightly.
Of course, he acknowledged that he had deliberately acted nonchalant about it.
But why now of all times.
Even in front of a corpse.
At a moment like this, how could talk of romance come up?
‘This is the worst.’
She really knew how to choose the worst moments. Ryuie did.
She knew how to overwhelm people with the thought that this shouldn’t be happening.
When Glem unconsciously tried to turn his gaze toward the dead Marco, Ryuie’s hand intervened.
“I don’t make proposals twice. Glem.”
It was a voice so sweet it could be considered a curse.
Glem felt a surge of emotion without realizing it.
“You’re trying to make me into trash right now.”
“Then just become my trash.”
Strangely, a sense of betrayal welled up. Even though he had no right to feel that way.
His chest kept tingling and the back of his neck bristled.
‘…What am I even thinking.’
Self-torture was also torture.
This was real torture. It was definitely torture.
He couldn’t dance to Ryuie’s tune.
“Glem.”
As Ryuie approached closer, the red moon brushed through her white hair that fell like a birch forest.
Glem’s half-turned eyes were absorbing Ryuie’s form as if to devour it.
Undeniable desire jumped out ahead of honest and proper reason.
‘This is it.’
That alone was enough for Ryuie to already know Glem’s answer.
“You’re accepting, right?”
Glem glared at Ryuie with his jaw clenched so tight the muscles stood out.
Anyone watching would mistake them for mortal enemies.
Even as he struggled to suppress and swallow whatever words kept tickling his throat.
When he looked at Ryuie.
“…Fine.”
Glem’s words that he could no longer hold back spilled out helplessly.
Seeing Ryuie’s lips curve into an arc right before his eyes, Glem’s hand unconsciously moved toward her waist before stopping abruptly.
Ah. Vows really were the most troublesome things.
Glem maintained the same position with his fist clenched above Ryuie’s waist.
Though it was practically the same as embracing empty air, Ryuie closed her eyes in satisfaction.
“Everyone got a good look, right?”
“…!”
Only then realizing the shocked gazes of the people around them, Glem quickly pulled back.
He had acted on instinct without thinking, but reality was cold.
Now he had to deal with the judgment of those around him.
“To think that even you, Glem, fell for the young lady.”
“How could this be. How could this be!”
“That guy’s not in his right mind either. As expected, all the humans in this swampland are.”
“Ahem. Excuse us.”
The knights pretended not to have seen anything as they moved the corpse.
Knowing shame, Glem buried his gaze in the ground, finding it too difficult to lift his face.
“Next time, please choose the right time and place for confessions.”
“There won’t be such occasions before or after.”
“If you’re not planning to make me your last lover, then please.”
Though Glem responded with a half-resigned heart, Ryuie was simply delighted.
Thinking of the possibility that Marco being carried away by the knights could have been Glem, she was glad she had acted now.
Life was too short to hesitate in taking action.
Even Glem, who now stood so close to her, could die at any moment.
She had to hurry until she found Yosua.
At that time, that was her only thought.
* * *
The maids are acting strange today.
“Mos. You said you liked apricot pie before, right? I brought a lot today.”
“The new clothes we made really suit you well too.”
“Your hair has gotten a bit long. It looks like it’ll cover the back of your head now, shall I trim it for you?”
Surrounded by maids who had suddenly become incredibly kind and gentle, Mos was bewildered.
They were originally good people, but the kindness they were showing today was quite excessive.
Moreover, he felt like they were watching his reactions even though there was no reason for it.
‘Why are they all acting like this?’
Puzzled, Mos just behaved politely.
“It’s fine. Thank you all.”
“Is there anything you need?”
“Any favors or anything.”
“Ah. Then may I ask what Yeongae is doing right now?”
He had only asked the same question as usual, but the maids suddenly seemed overwhelmed with emotion and each covered their mouths.
“Oh, Mos.”
“What should we do.”
The maids exchanged pitying glances and then all crowded around Mos at once.
“Mos. Please don’t be too shocked.”
“To Miss, this isn’t a big deal.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Miss has decided to finally start dating a mercenary named Glem.”
“…What?”
For a moment, a dull ringing sound echoed in his ears.
He heard it with his ears, but it didn’t register in his head.
“Dating?”
“Yes. She’s originally the type to keep pursuing someone she likes until they accept, so it happens quite often.”
“Quite often… is putting it mildly, it’s pretty frequent…”
“She receives confessions first too…”
“Anyway! None of them lasted long! Really! So Mos still has a chance too!”
The maids all spoke at once, trying to quickly cheer him up.
Mos, who wasn’t in the right state of mind to listen properly, was still slow to react.
“But, wasn’t she not going to do anything until the betrothal vow ended?”
“Oh my. Mos misunderstood.”
“If that were the case, how could Miss have been meeting people all this time?”
“They were all people who didn’t care about her having a fiancé.”
The maid who said the last part quickly closed her mouth again with an “oops.”
‘What’s that supposed to mean.’
Mos couldn’t accept it.
‘What’s that supposed to mean. What’s that supposed to mean. What’s that supposed to mean?’
Certainly when Ryuie had winked at him, his feelings had been light.
Mos hadn’t planned to wait purely and innocently for Ryuie’s betrothal vow to end either. No? Rather, he had been the first to think about meeting despite her having a fiancé.
But to think he had been so absorbed in the thought that Ryuie had chosen him that he failed to get confirmation of their actual relationship.
And in the meantime, she’s meeting someone else?
‘It’s because of my legs.’
If only his legs hadn’t turned into those of a monster, he wouldn’t have just sat around like this.
No matter how much the maids dressed him up for Ryuie to see, what use was it if the person in question couldn’t see her?
He had even last seen Ryuie when she was introducing his tail to the noblemen.
‘Am I so ugly that I’m less important than legs that turned into a monster’s?’
It was too shocking.
A noble meeting with a mercenary, no less.
What immediately came to mind at the word mercenary was a rough appearance from doing nothing but fighting.
Coarse, dirty, and vulgar speech patterns too.
That’s better than me?
Mos felt a surge of emotion.
“Is Glem that handsome?”
“Mos is plenty handsome too!”
“It’s just, it’s just…”
“Preference! That’s what it is.”
“Honestly, I think Mos is more beautiful!”
The maids tried their best to sugarcoat it. But Mos’s feelings were already thoroughly hurt.
“Is that bastard coming to tonight’s banquet?”
“Probably…”
“We never invited him, but since they decided to start dating today, there’s no way Miss wouldn’t bring him.”
“Then I’m going too.”
Mos pleaded earnestly.
“Please let me go too. Please. I’m begging you.”
The maids all looked back and forth between Mos and his fish-like lower body, not knowing what to do, before their hearts softened.
“…We’ll try to find a way.”
“We’ll become fairy godmothers!”
“Of course!”
“Don’t worry!”
“Thank you so much.”
Mos bowed with his watery eyes cast down forlornly.
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