The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 117

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Episode 117

What did I just hear?

Before I could even process his words, Rihardt swung one leg onto the bed and leaned his upper body toward me.

“Roji.”

He was a man who usually gave off a benevolent impression, but now he was emitting a particularly eerie atmosphere.

However, his bewitching beauty remained unchanged.

I hurriedly placed my hands on his shoulders.

Rihardt quietly looked down at my hands.

I gripped his shoulders tightly.

“Rihardt, I don’t know if you’re aware, but…”

I slowly closed my eyes and lifted them.

“Count Evantes is staying upstairs.”

Instead of confining me, go get your revenge on Arzen.

Follow the original story a little, will you.

However, however he interpreted my words, his eyebrows shot up with displeasure.

“Are you threatening me to be afraid because you have a fiancé?”

“…That’s not it.”

“Then?”

He asked in a leisurely tone while stroking my hair.

“I don’t know exactly what feelings you harbor toward me, but I can tell for certain that you hate me.”

Three years ago, after I betrayed him and ran away, Rihardt surely harbored emotions beyond resentment toward me.

“Those feelings must have played a role in confining me.”

Rihardt couldn’t leave my hair alone and kept twirling it around his index finger.

Though he didn’t seem to be listening to my story seriously, his blue eyes calmly settled.

“I know this sounds a bit pathetic, but I’m not the only target of your hatred, am I?”

“So instead of me, you want me to take Count Evantes who’s upstairs?”

“…”

I’m not exactly telling him to take him, but I can’t bring myself to deny it.

Rihardt looked dumbfounded, but I felt a bit wronged.

In the novel I read, you confined Arzen in the first place. The one you should resent is Arzen!

So I’m telling you to go to Arzen instead of doing this to me, but was that so strange?

“For someone who’s supposedly a fiancé, the treatment is too harsh. Though I’m happy about that…”

After muttering slowly, he stopped speaking.

He seemed to be lost in thought, choosing his words.

“You know nothing.”

What context is this?

For the first time, a bitter expression crossed his face.

“You really know nothing.”

What am I suddenly supposed to not know?

I frowned at his incomprehensible words. Then I blurted out.

“Do we need understanding between us?”

We’re just bound by bad blood.

However, Rihardt didn’t seem to think so.

He swallowed a bitter smile. But it wasn’t his usual leisurely smile.

It was a precarious face that looked like it would collapse at any moment. He brought my hand to his cheek.

“You really have no interest in me.”

“…We’re not in a relationship to have interest in each other.”

“It’s sad that you think that way, but I thought you’d at least be curious about why I can’t smell your scent.”

“…Why can’t you smell it anymore?”

Rihardt’s eyes curved as if pleased by my question.

“To obtain you.”

“…What do you mean.”

“Why do you think I went to the battlefield and wielded a sword I didn’t even particularly like?”

Rihardt’s gaze looking at me clearly said that everything was because of me.

“Every night when I fell asleep amid the stench of rotting corpses, I thought: If I crawl out of this hell, will I be able to meet you again?”

He buried his face in my palm. Hot breath moistened my palm.

“It doesn’t matter if I can’t smell your scent.”

It was a strange thing to say.

The reason I was valuable to him was… the scent that could heal him.

“Why?”

I couldn’t hold back and asked him.

“You did such things because of a mere bad relationship?”

No matter how transcendent he was, battlefields were different.

He would have survived there with his overwhelming force, but battlefields make you lose much more than just life.

No matter how strong he was, that place was like an abyss where blood splattered and screams never ceased.

He might have once burned with revenge, but was it an emotion worth enduring such pain?

It was completely outside common sense, beyond the realm of understanding.

“Right. Why did I do that?”

Rihardt also seemed curious about why he had done so, muttering to himself.

If you don’t know, who would? Listening from the side, it was utterly absurd.

“What’s certain is…”

His gaze, which had been wandering in the air as if lost in thought alone, turned back to me.

“You think that by confining you, I’ve settled the wrongdoing, but…”

He smiled sadly as if pitying me.

“This isn’t something that can be settled.”

With those words, all the words I had prepared to persuade him flew away.

I glared at him with a sense of defeat and asked.

“So you’re going to confine me again?”

“I told you. I’m thinking about it.”

Is that supposed to be an answer?

Rihardt looked at me making a sullen expression and laughed as if delighted.

“Indeed, confining you so you only look at me wouldn’t be bad either.”

“…”

I hope it’s a joke, but it’s probably sincere.

Even seeing my hardened face, Rihardt seemed to feel nothing as he kindly tucked my disheveled hair behind my ear.

His body, which had already been leaning toward me, pressed close.

“Roji, shall we kiss?”

Then he whispered low.

The beautiful face of the man bathed in moonlight was quite seductive.

I was about to refuse but changed my mind.

“If you promise to go back quietly.”

Rihardt showed a momentarily contemplative expression.

Soon, as if he had made up his mind, he lowered his head and pressed his lips against mine.

“Open your mouth.”

After hesitating, I decided to comply with his request.

Something hot pushed into my mouth without restraint through the slightly opened gap.

It already felt overwhelming.

Not wanting to lose to him as he rummaged through my mouth at will, I tried to act nonchalant and wrapped my arms around his neck.

However, it wasn’t easy to handle a man whose reason had evaporated and who had transformed into a beast full of desire.

Afraid I might act like a beast that had lost all reason, I tried to flee, but the man was fast.

Rihardt pulled my waist close with yearning hands and gripped the back of my head with his other hand.

His actions seemed to block any escape route, making me breathless.

Eventually, physiological tears welled up as I looked at Rihardt with pitiful eyes.

Thinking he would stop if he had any conscience, I looked at him pleadingly, but his blue eyes, marinated in sweet flesh, suddenly took on a strange light.

The hand gripping my waist tightened.

“Mmph…”

The man’s movements inside my mouth turned violent. He was like a beast that had completely lost reason and only instinct remained.

Only when my mind was about to become hazy did Rihardt finally part his lips.

His lips, which fell away slowly as if reluctant, were red.

“…Roji.”

He called my name with a voice addicted to wicked pleasure.

His eyes were heated from the aftermath of intense excitement and languidly unfocused.

“Shall we do it once more?”

“…Can’t you see I’m gasping for breath?”

The man laughed, pleased about something.

“Is it alright for you to do this with me when you have a fiancé?”

Who was it that suggested this first, yet I feel like I’m the only bad person here.

And we’ve only made a contract, not even gotten engaged yet.

‘But since it’s a contract engagement anyway, should I even worry about such things?’

Arzen probably wouldn’t care either.

This really does feel like having an affair.

“Let’s go back now. You haven’t forgotten that you promised to quietly leave my room if I kissed you, right?”

“Of course.”

I was worried he might not keep his promise, but my feared scenario didn’t unfold.

Even so, the man who had been caressing me with lingering, reluctant touches only pulled away after I pushed against his chest.

He sighed.

He acted as if he was very disappointed.

“Let’s go now.”

Rihardt looked at me and smiled with curved eyes.

“See you again next time.”

“…Next time?”

I’ll be leaving this place tomorrow, so would there be any occasion for me to see you again?

It was a very ominous statement.

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Rihardt was in a good mood.

As he left the estate, fierce winds swept around him.

His silver hair fluttered in the wind.

Snow was still falling.

He lifted his head to look at the falling snow.

The sky was consumed by darkness, and the source of the falling snow was invisible.

It was an entirely white world.

He stood in that spot for a long time, welcoming the pure white snow.

The man stood there for a very long time.

For a very long time.

During that time, the man’s mind was filled entirely with only one woman.

The image of the woman with disheveled pink hair looking at him with swollen lips before leaving the room wouldn’t leave his mind.

Even her clothes were disheveled, with shoulder straps fallen below her shoulders.

How seductive she had looked.

Rihardt recalled that image and smiled in the pure white snow.

Laughter seemed ready to burst out, but wouldn’t that look quite frivolous?

The man who had been savoring such joy thought of Roji’s new fiancé and furrowed his brow deeply.

It was a rapid psychological change.

His elevated mood suddenly sank to the depths.

The man tightly pressed his hardened lips together and took out the hairpin from his chest.

It was what Roji had intended to use to stab him before.

When he turned the pin, a hidden blade emerged from within.

He turned the pin again to hide the blade inside the hairpin.

Unable to keep still the hand holding the hairpin, he clenched and unclenched his fist.

After repeating such foolish actions for a while, he brought the hairpin to his lips.

Roji’s possession.

Remembering that made him feel good again.

Dawn was already breaking.

There was no more time to delay.

Unable to continue savoring this feeling, Rihardt sighed briefly and turned the hairpin to reveal the blade.

Without hesitation, he plunged the blade deep into his own throat.

Red blood scattered in all directions and the man’s body collapsed as well.

The blood-stained snow and the fallen man.

That was the only trace left on the snow that had piled up softly.

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