The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 115
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Episode 115
I was momentarily flustered by Rihardt’s words.
I hurriedly looked around to see if anyone might have heard this conversation.
After confirming no one was there, I let out a sigh of relief, but Rihardt looked incredulous.
“I feel like I’m your affair partner.”
“…Keep your mouth shut. What if someone hears?”
“Does that concern you?”
Of course it would bother me if someone got the wrong idea.
“Why are you here?”
“Do you dislike that I came?”
“Of course.”
Normally he would have playfully retorted that he was hurt, but Rihardt didn’t do that.
He still looked at me with an expressionless face.
“Are you serious?”
“About what?”
“The engagement.”
Without his usual sly smile, Rihardt looked desperate, like hands grasping at dry branches.
Why?
“Were you threatened about touching Seiblinn?”
Like someone who knew the inside story, he sharply pierced through to the truth.
However, he was half right and half wrong.
“It’s my will.”
“Why?”
“Whatever my reasons, what does it have to do with you?”
Not wanting to get entangled with Rihardt anymore, I drew a line.
This wrong connection ends here. So now…
“We even kissed.”
…What?
Why bring that up suddenly?
Though momentarily flustered, I coldly drew the line.
“…So what? Don’t act like someone who’s never kissed before.”
It was just a kiss, what’s the big deal.
But Rihardt’s condition seemed a bit strange.
“Are there other people you’ve kissed besides me?”
“At my age, surely there would be? You have them too, so why are you acting like this.”
“…”
“…Don’t tell me it was your first?”
“It was my first.”
What? This is ridiculous…
I was very flustered. Why hasn’t he utilized that face of his?
No, no… that’s not what’s important.
‘It would be troublesome if he assigns meaning to just a kiss.’
“I understand that feeling. First times are usually like that.”
“You understand?”
“First kisses usually feel special.”
My comforting words didn’t seem to resonate well with him.
Rihardt’s pretty eyebrows shot up.
“Is that something to say to someone you kissed and abandoned?”
“Who abandoned who…”
“You’re more promiscuous than I thought, Roji.”
Unlike his teasing words, he wasn’t smiling at all.
He looked precarious, as if he might burn through the strings of reason.
I don’t know what he expects me to do.
“Stop that and speak properly. What exactly do you want from me?”
At first I thought he had confined me to make me suffer the same fate.
But those gentle touches as if handling the most precious thing in the world, and that enraptured face.
No fool would believe it was simply revenge after seeing that.
Then?
“Do you perhaps like me?”
The quietly burning blue light. His pupils shook as if wind had blown.
Like violently swaying flames that couldn’t be hidden, his inner feelings were also clearly revealed.
That sight was half surprising, and the other half incomprehensible.
“Do you really like me, or do you have some lingering attachment?”
“I…”
His voice cracked as if he couldn’t control his emotions.
The low, gloomy tone seemed to scrape at me, making my shoulders tremble.
“I don’t want to get more entangled with you, Rihardt.”
“…”
“We were just a bad connection.”
I hoped Rihardt would acknowledge we were a bad connection and no longer reveal his feelings to me.
“But Count Evantes isn’t a good connection for you either.”
Of course. That side is also a bad connection.
“Then why that man specifically?”
Since they’re both bad connections anyway, is he asking why I didn’t choose him?
“Then should I choose you instead?”
“Yes.”
“…”
“I don’t know what that man promised to give you, but whatever it is, I can also give it to you.”
Those lake-like blue eyes were chilling, as if snares would extend out to bind a person if they dipped their feet in.
“I’m sorry, but Rihardt…”
“You only call my name when you’re being sorry.”
He let out a somewhat bitter laugh.
“I will never choose you.”
That will never happen.
I had already dismissed him as just a passing bad connection.
“Forget it.”
“…”
“You can forget.”
Whatever his feelings were, they would surely be forgotten with time.
When embers flare up into great flames, they seem enormous, but once extinguished, they become utterly pitiful.
At the same time, he would realize that ember was nothing at all.
“I can’t let go.”
He roughly grabbed my arm and growled.
My body tilted toward him from the sudden force.
His blue eyes glowed eerily.
“If you can’t let go, are you going to resort to lowly threats like last time?”
“What do you think.”
He raised his trembling hand to stroke my cheek. Then under my eyes, beside my nose, then my lips with hands full of desire.
But seeing him hesitate, unable to control even his own burning heat, was amusing.
What are you trying to do in this state?
“Roji.”
Rihardt called my name.
“Don’t get engaged.”
“….”
“I feel like I’m going crazy even now, but if you get engaged, I might really go insane then.”
Words like “what business is it of yours anymore” wouldn’t come out.
I just quietly looked at the man filled with jealousy and resentment.
“Goodbye.”
With that, I bid him farewell.
* * *
After Rihardt left, uncontrollable chills came rushing in.
I curled up my trembling body and burrowed into the bed. That was the beginning.
When I opened my eyes after groaning in pain all night, an unexpected figure was standing beside me.
“Cough.”
At that sound, Arzen, who had been standing by the window, turned his head.
After looking down at me for a moment, he opened his mouth with an indifferent expression.
“The party is canceled.”
My eyes widened.
“I’m fine… Count. This isn’t even a severe cold…”
Before I could continue, Arzen cut me off.
“Enough, Roji.”
It was a low, composed voice.
Though it was a tone close to a command, strangely it wasn’t sharp.
“Can’t even use proper medicine to bring down a fever? Useless fools.”
Arzen clicked his tongue and glared at the servant.
“Call another physician. I don’t want to display my fiancée looking sick. The most skilled physician in the North.”
I was dumbfounded.
What kind of cold requires the most skilled physician… It wasn’t even a severe cold.
“I’ll get better if I lie down for a day or two. Don’t do that.”
“Stay still, Roji.”
I felt a bit annoyed at Arzen’s characteristically arrogant tone.
“Arzen.”
When I called his name, agitation appeared on his impassive face.
I smiled slightly and said.
“Get out.”
“…What?”
“I think my cold will get worse because of you. Ah… my head hurts.”
I deliberately held my head and turned over. I naturally expected him to get angry and call me impudent, but he only looked down at me with furrowed brows.
After a moment, he obediently turned around.
“Rest, Roji.”
He left after adding one more word at the door.
Click. The door closed.
‘What’s gotten into him?’
I stared blankly at the closed door for a while, then muttered to myself.
…That arrogant man.
Yet strangely, I didn’t feel bad about it.
After staring blankly at the door, I fell into a deep sleep again.
I woke up much later.
Rattle.
There was a sound of the window shaking slightly. It was too clear to be a sound heard in a dream.
I reflexively turned my gaze.
A hand wearing leather gloves was placed on the windowsill.
The leather was stretched taut from the force in the back of the hand.
‘What, what is it?’
Having just woken up, I looked at the window in surprise.
Somehow it feels like déjà vu…
“Hey, Rose.”
At that moment, an impudent voice called me.
The man’s face revealed under the lamplight was all scrunched up. A man with dark brown hair looked at me with a fierce expression.
“…Dillen?”
“Is it true that you’re getting married?”
What is this all of a sudden?
“That’s not true.”
At my answer, Dillen’s expression instantly relaxed.
It was a face mixed with relief and joy, too honest.
“It’s not marriage, it’s an engagement.”
He became fierce again.
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