The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 125

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

Episode 125

When I regained consciousness, I was in complete darkness without a single ray of light.

Where am I now?

I definitely collapsed in some unknown room…

As I tried to sit up to look around, I ended up banging my head hard against something solid.

“Ugh…”

When I raised my hand to hold my head, my wrist struck something with a thud in what seemed to be an even narrower space than I thought.

“Ah!”

What the hell is this?

I carefully raised my hand and felt the hard object.

When I pushed with all my strength, a heavy weight settled into my palm as it gradually moved aside.

Thud!

I heard the sound of something sliding and falling to the side.

With the obstruction gone, I felt like I could breathe again. I carefully sat up.

It was a timid movement, afraid I might encounter another dull pain.

As I escaped the cramped space, a pale blue light shone straight across the side of my face.

It was moonlight reflecting the night sky coming through a window built thick with bricks.

I stared blankly at the window, then turned my head to check what the large thing that had blocked me was.

‘A coffin lid?’

Why…

What kind of situation is this supposed to be?

I couldn’t understand how things were unfolding at all.

I grabbed the coffin and put strength in my hands to fully sit up.

Strangely, my whole body felt particularly weak.

As I shakily got up from my position, the door on the right suddenly opened with a creak.

I was startled and turned my head.

The room was dark, so the silhouette of the person who opened the door and entered was black. Based on the build, it seemed to be a man.

When I squinted and looked at the man, I could faintly make out his features.

“What?”

But before that, his voice pierced my ears first.

Arzen. At his voice, I stiffened.

It was the sense of déjà vu I felt when I looked at the window.

It was similar to cathedral windows that didn’t exist in Korea, ones that seemed to have a long history.

When I saw that, I did think this place might not be Korea.

Arzen being here means I’ve returned again…

“Weren’t you dead?”

The slowly muttered voice found this situation absurd.

He, who had been standing at the threshold without entering the room, moved his feet.

My mouth went dry with unnecessary tension. Arzen stopped exactly in front of me.

“You should have been dead for sure. Or did everyone conspire to deceive and mock me?”

With a bitter smile, Arzen tilted his head slightly.

I wanted to answer no, but I didn’t know how the situation was unfolding, so I had nothing appropriate to say.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

Well, I don’t know what to say right now either.

I’m the one who wants to ask.

What exactly is going on with this situation?

“…There seems to have been some mistake.”

“A mistake?”

“When I came to, I was here. I don’t really know what this situation is either…”

I trailed off and studied Arzen’s expression.

In the end, there was only one choice I could make here: ‘I don’t know anything.’

What can I do when I really don’t know?

“You don’t really know?”

“Yes.”

Arzen’s lips pressed into a straight line. His bad mood was immediately apparent.

“You didn’t pretend to be dead because you didn’t want to be engaged to me?”

“…”

“This isn’t the first or second time this has happened. Even when you lived as Shabrina, you set fire to the prison and pretended to be dead before trying to run away.”

Arzen’s suspicion wasn’t entirely strange.

Wasn’t this a relationship established through blackmail rather than trust from the beginning?

“It’s really not that. I didn’t scheme to run away…”

“Then? Does it make sense to die and come back to life? You must have plotted this with the Count.”

It was frustrating that there was no way to explain this.

That bastard’s mouth only spoke the truth, making it even more impossible to argue.

At this moment, I desperately missed one man.

Dillen. The only person I could tell about my situation.

“Ah.”

I was desperately racking my brain when Arzen raised one corner of his mouth as if he still had much more to say.

“Come to think of it, the Paladin Commander was a monster that escaped from my manor long ago.”

“…”

“You must have known that too.”

His voice carried strength as if containing quiet anger.

How did Rihardt get caught doing that?

I cursed Rihardt, who wasn’t here.

“That monster discovered you, I heard. Is he also in cahoots with you?”

Rihardt discovered me?

“Do you know? What rumors spread after you died.”

Arzen poured out many words to me, unlike his usual self.

“The monster was quite sad about your death, apparently. Thanks to that, all sorts of disgusting rumors spread that you two had secret meetings.”

“…”

“Evantes’ name keeps coming up and our prestige is in shambles.”

At those words, I momentarily couldn’t breathe.

Having nothing to say, I turned my avoiding gaze to look at Arzen.

Even when someone died, you’re worried about your prestige.

Yes, that’s just like you.

The very embodiment of an arrogant noble who only knows family honor.

There’s no way Arzen would have any recognition or anything like that.

“…Three years ago, the day the monster disappeared from the manor, you disappeared with him too.”

Why is he suddenly bringing up that story?

“Was it all planned?”

“Who knows.”

It was true that I tried to help Rihardt escape, but things went wrong in the end.

Since Rihardt escaped alone, could I say it was something I planned?

“Roji.”

He called my name as if displeased.

“How much should I indulge you?”

He whispered as if suppressing his anger.

“You’re the first to deceive me to this extent, and it’s also the first time I’ve left such a person alone until now.”

As he said, I wasn’t trying to avoid going against his mood right now.

Perhaps I’ve been reckless, relying on the mercy he’s shown so far, or maybe it’s because I know this mercy is born of necessity.

“How much more reckless do you plan to be?”

His jaw tightened as if revealing his uncomfortable mood.

When I worked as a maid in Evantes, seeing that expression would make me bow my head automatically, but now I looked straight at him.

Finding this absurd, Arzen let out a bitter laugh.

“It’s no use saying you don’t want to be my fiancée.”

“….”

“I don’t know if you’re aware, but that monster who would save you is in critical condition.”

He looked fine the last time I saw him, so why is he suddenly in critical condition?

“What do you mean by that?”

“Why. Are you worried?”

The cold smile on Arzen’s lips was quite striking.

He was dying to mock me.

“I suppose my resurrection is quite displeasing to you.”

In the midst of all this, he’s going on about his dignity and fiancées.

“Roji….”

“Count! Where are you!”

A voice calling for Arzen came from beyond the door.

“It seems you disappeared without a word?”

Arzen furrowed his brow deeply as he looked toward the door, then squinted his narrowed eyes.

“Strange…. I definitely saw him go this way….”

The Gatekeeper’s muttering voice came again.

“There’s no time for this, Roji. I’ll be right back, so get back in the coffin.”

“You want me to pretend to be dead again?”

Arzen let out a low sigh.

“If what you say is true, that is, if you didn’t conspire with everyone to deceive me.”

Arzen looked me over.

“You, having died and come back to life, would be considered a witch.”

“….”

Now that I heard it, that was true.

“Just wait a moment. Stay here quietly.”

Arzen left those words and went outside.

Given his angry demeanor earlier, I thought he’d cause a scene with others too, but now it doesn’t seem like he will.

‘He’s been suspicious of me all this time.’

Yet his actions seem like he’s trying to believe what I said.

Left alone, I fell into thought.

‘Why did I come back to This Place again.’

I was receiving such suspicion from Arzen and the situation was the worst.

‘No. Even if I went back to Korea, I’d probably just be shackled again anyway.’

But why?

I recalled the picture frame that had been placed on the vanity before I collapsed in That Place.

My vision was dizzy so I couldn’t see the photo clearly, but I think it might have been a photo of the Room’s owner.

‘It would be nice if I could go back and see that photo….’

Then I might be able to find some clue.

Should I die again?

If I die, would I be able to go back?

Thinking that far, I shook my head.

What if I died but still couldn’t go back?

Besides….

‘I’m scared of dying.’

Ironically, while I had the courage to stand up to Arzen, I didn’t have the courage to die.

While I was lost in such thoughts, I heard signs of someone outside the door.

Step, step.

Someone was coming this way.

Is it Arzen?

Just in case, I got back into the coffin.

I tried to lift the lid to close it, but it was quite heavy and not easy to manage.

Then, with a bang, the door opened.

I turned around in dismay, and there stood a familiar face.

“Rose….”

“Dillen?”

Why are you here….

“So you really came back to life.”

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————