The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 131

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Episode 131

Yurta was born lacking nothing.

Count Herthas was extremely pleased that his son was born as a transcendent.

“If they find out about this, the Royal Court and Temple will be troublesome.”

“….”

“But surely there will come a time when the fact that you’re a transcendent will see the light. Surely.”

The opportunistic Count dreamed of a brilliant future while hiding the fact that his son was a transcendent.

Thus, he was designated as the heir from the moment he was born.

Yurta was a transcendent and naturally excelled in many areas.

He was a genius. No, he was something monstrous that transcended that realm.

Wherever he went, praise and acclaim always followed.

His inadequate older brother seemed to envy the praise Yurta received, but in truth, he was suffocating under such excessive attention and expectations.

Those pathetic fools who only looked at the glamorous exterior and rushed toward the light like moths made him burn in scorching flames.

He wasn’t particularly happy about being born as a transcendent.

While he might bring wealth and glory to someone, the blood flowing through his veins only brought him burning pain.

The world was too easy and boring for him, and living was simply agony.

Around the time when enduring with magic suppressants was reaching its limit, that woman appeared.

The shabby-looking woman entered the Herthas Count’s Mansion leading her equally poorly dressed daughter.

She was to become Herthas’s second Countess.

“I won’t accept it!”

Dillen, who was standing beside him, fumed at the sight of the two, but Yurta’s impression was quite different.

He had no interest in others, so he didn’t care who settled into Herthas.

However, his thoughts changed when he saw the girl with pink hair who was his age.

The enchanting fragrance she had been emanating since entering the main gate dominated his mind.

The pain that had been weighing him down for so long disappeared in an instant.

For the first time, he felt the refreshing sensation of running through a forest.

She was the first girl in his life to capture his interest.

* * *

Count Herthas gave the Countess’s new daughter the name ‘Rose’.

It seemed she had a different name before… but that wasn’t within Yurta’s interests.

She was ‘Rose’ now.

“Sister, what are you doing here?”

Dillen believed that the new Countess and her daughter would take over Herthas.

Rose herself seemed to have no such intentions at all, always spending time tucked away in corners.

Since that day, Yurta wanted to meet Rose.

He wanted to confirm whether the sensation he felt wasn’t just a mistake born from the longing he had harbored due to his disillusionment from long suffering.

However, when he met Rose again, he was certain.

It wasn’t a mistake.

Rose was truly special.

“…Just staying here.”

“You’re reading a book.”

“So?”

“I’ve read that book too.”

Rose was wary of him at first.

However, when Yurta approached her warmly, her guard was soon broken down.

Breaking down people’s defenses and penetrating their hearts was far too easy for Yurta.

Especially if it was a girl his age.

“Do you enjoy reading books, Sister?”

“I just read it. I was about to stop reading now.”

“Then… I heard that you haven’t received a tour of the manor yet.”

“….”

“I’ll help guide you around the estate.”

Rose looked flustered.

“Why would you?”

“Do you dislike me?”

“It’s not that… but Dillen seems to hate me?”

The name came up unexpectedly, but it wasn’t particularly surprising.

Yurta had also seen that idiot openly expressing his disgust.

Rather, it worked out well.

The more Dillen expressed his disgust, the more clearly his own kindness would stand out.

“I like you, Sister.”

“…You like me?”

“I’ve been thinking for a long time that it would be nice to have a sister.”

Only then did Rose completely let down her guard.

“Alright. Show me around the manor.”

His world was still far too easy.

Everything flowed smoothly.

* * *

After that, Yurta consistently followed Rose around.

Rose sometimes made annoyed expressions, but she didn’t stop or chase away Yurta when he approached.

She seemed to secretly find it cute how he followed her around calling “Sister, Sister.”

For anyone to dare find him cute was an unimaginably presumptuous thing, but since it was Rose, Yurta let it slide.

Since Rose was the only one who gave him that pleasant sensation.

He was willing to let Rose get away with whatever she did.

Except for one thing.

“Did Dillen hit you again, Sister?”

“I just fell.”

Rose covered the bruise on her arm and smiled as if it was nothing.

“I won’t let this slide.”

“Dillen? I really just fell. Don’t be mean to an innocent kid for no reason.”

“Do you think I can’t distinguish between injuries from falling and injuries from being hit?”

“I’m telling you it’s true.”

Rose wanted to let this matter slide, but Yurta wouldn’t.

Rose was his.

Touching her was no different from touching him.

That night, he barged into Dillen’s room.

“Don’t you even feel sorry for Mom?!”

“….”

“That kid and that kid’s mom took our mom’s place!”

Dillen was angry at Yurta, but he had no intention of sympathizing with him.

Yurta would simply repay double what Rose had suffered.

* * *

Yurta always spent time with Rose.

She had now become a part of his life.

Having grown accustomed to the pleasure Rose gave him, he would suffer whenever he thought of life without her.

“Aren’t you busy?”

Rose frowned and asked, seemingly curious about how he followed her around all day.

However, she didn’t seem to dislike having Yurta by her side. She seemed to have grown accustomed to it by now.

Such were their peaceful daily lives.

He thought it would continue like this forever.

No, it surely would have. If the incident hadn’t occurred.

Once every two weeks, boys around Yurta’s age would visit the Herthas Count’s mansion.

They were the sons of families in similar positions to Herthas, gathering for the sake of friendship.

That day, a small party was held outdoors.

Yurta found them annoying.

In the past, he would simply let this time pass by, but now he felt these people were stealing away his time with Rose.

They all gathered together, chattering noisily while Yurta remained silent.

He had no intention of actively mingling with them.

He simply hoped time would pass quickly.

However, they all watched Yurta’s reactions and wanted to exchange even a few words with him, so they tried hard to bring up topics that might interest him.

Thus, the conversation gradually flowed in a more provocative direction.

“Ah, that’s right. That commoner has been in Herthas for quite a while now. When are you going to show us that lowly wench?”

It was a thoughtless remark from one noble’s son.

Noble society mostly despised those who had seized noble positions despite their commoner origins.

“Lowly wench?”

Yurta raised his eyebrows, asking what that was supposed to mean.

Then the boy, pleased by his reaction, began spouting insults about Rose.

“What on earth was the Count thinking, bringing those lowly things into the manor.”

“You must be embarrassed too, having that wench you call sister be a commoner.”

“If it were me, hmm, yes! If that woman’s face is decent enough, I’d sell her later for…”

Filthy words too hard to listen to flew across the table.

Thud.

When Yurta set down the teacup he had lifted, all eyes focused on him.

“Is that so?”

He smiled at them and slowly rose from his seat.

They looked at Yurta with puzzled eyes.

And finally, disaster struck.

Yurta did not let those who insulted his sister go unpunished.

He ripped out all their tongues.

“This crazy bastard…”

Dillen, who had been present, looked at Yurta with shocked eyes.

Whatever expression that fool of a brother made was outside of Yurta’s concern.

However…

“…Yurta?”

It was unfortunate that Rose, who happened to be passing by this place, witnessed this scene.

He became troubled because he hadn’t wanted to show Rose such a cruel side of himself.

But soon his thoughts changed.

“These people insulted Sister.”

“…”

“They said Sister’s origins were lowly, and spoke terrible words about what they would do to Sister.”

Yurta looked at her with a bright smile.

If Rose knew he had done such a thing for her sake, she would surely be grateful.

And she would praise him.

Yurta’s eyes sparkled with anticipation as he looked at her.

However, Rose betrayed Yurta’s expectations.

A look of disgust was directed at him.

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