The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 16

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Episode 16

What did I just hear?

I didn’t answer and looked at Rihardt. It seemed like I might have heard wrong, so I waited for Rihardt to speak…

“I asked if I could undress you.”

I had heard correctly.

“Are you dying to get slapped?”

“I don’t have such hobbies, but if you enjoy it, I’ll gladly take it.”

“I don’t get thrills from hitting people…”

“How unfortunate.”

…Didn’t you say you don’t have such hobbies?

After grinning broadly, Rihardt soon hardened his expression.

Seeing his rather serious face, I prepared for any possible situation and relaxed the fist I had clenched to slap his cheek.

“I just need to see your shoulder briefly.”

“Why…?”

“If you show me, I’ll explain.”

“…”

“If you don’t want to, you can refuse. I have absolutely no intention of forcing you.”

Just showing my shoulder briefly should be fine, right?

Since possessing this body, I’d been wearing completely covered clothes, but in my previous life, I had worn clothes with shoulders completely exposed.

Of course, that was a purchasing mistake.

I had only looked at the front and thought it was pretty, so I impulse-bought it without looking carefully, only to discover later that the shoulders were completely cut out.

I considered returning it, but felt bad about the return fee, so I wore it…

Wait, why am I even thinking about this?

A moment of clarity came over me, but realizing that Rihardt was staring at me, I snapped back to attention.

“I’ll show you. You just need to untie the strings in the back slightly.”

I turned around.

“Untie the strings.”

“…”

“Aren’t you going to untie them?”

“…Why aren’t you refusing?”

When you asked if you could undress me, that was different. Back then I really thought something was wrong with my ears.

“Because I’m confident I could kill you immediately if you try anything funny.”

“I should refrain even if it means saving my life. Then, excuse me for a moment, Miss Maid.”

As Rihardt’s long fingers untied the strings behind my back, I bit my lip for no reason.

I felt unnecessarily nervous.

The touch of his hands untying the strings was ticklish, making me shrink involuntarily. Behind me, Rihardt chuckled softly and whispered low that it was okay.

Finally the strings came undone and cold air touched my shoulder.

I touched my hunched shoulder and looked back at Rihardt.

“Is this enough?”

Rihardt stared intently at my shoulder.

I should have felt embarrassed, but seeing his rigidly hardened expression made such feelings disappear.

“…What’s wrong?”

Rihardt slowly blinked, then looked away from my shoulder and shook his head.

Then he adjusted my clothes again and tied the strings.

“Do you know this? Devil Worshippers brand themselves with marks.”

“…Why are you telling me that?”

“They burn brands near the wing bones with hot irons, as a sign of their will to become the devil’s wings.”

Devil Worshippers? Why is he talking about this?

What does that have to do with me?

I recalled my memories about Devil Worshippers.

Strangely, though it was definitely a novel I read long ago, the information came to mind quickly.

Beings who particularly tried to eliminate transcendents and brought disaster to the empire.

I remember that crises repeatedly came in the novel because of them.

“To be honest, I thought you might be a Devil Worshipper.”

“Someone as virtuous as me?”

“…Virtuous. Well, let’s say that’s true.”

That answer is a bit ambiguous.

“But to think there’s no brand – honestly, it was unexpected.”

“…Unexpected. But if I had a brand, I wouldn’t have shown you in the first place, would I?”

“Yes, that’s why I just concluded you’re not one.”

He answered cheerfully, but that didn’t bring back my lost composure.

…Devil Worshippers.

“Don’t tell me you suspected me because of that fragrance you say comes from me?”

“Yes. I wondered if the Devil Worshippers had changed their methods this time.”

His blue eyes curving like crescents were quite pretty.

“Did you dislike it?”

“If I had liked it, wouldn’t I really have been a Devil Worshipper?”

“That’s a valid point, Miss Maid.”

I was about to grumble at him but decided to keep my mouth shut.

At first I had tried not to talk with him, but before I knew it, we were casually exchanging words.

With this newfound awareness, I reevaluated Rihardt. A frightening guy.

Back when I was reading the original work, I had scoffed when I saw descriptions of him being skilled at enchanting people and seducing maids in droves.

I found it a bit funny how the author poured in such praise and attractive descriptions for the obsessive male lead…

In reality, Rihardt had led me, who had tried not to get involved with him, into naturally conversing with him.

‘Scary, so scary.’

But it should be fine.

This is also the last day of meal duty.

Today is the last time I’ll see Rihardt. There won’t be any more occasions to see him.

Now that I’ll part ways with Rihardt, I won’t have to feel threatened for my life.

Without realizing it, I became excited and hummed while pulling over a nearby tray of potatoes.

“…I wondered why you brought potatoes, but what are you doing now, Miss Maid?”

“Can’t you see? I’m peeling potatoes.”

So why are you peeling potatoes here? I could roughly read his expression.

The final price Rihardt asked for telling me about Mari’s plan wasn’t to stay by the gatekeeper’s side, but to stay by his side until meal duty ended.

Since there wasn’t much duty left anyway, I agreed.

That’s how I came to peel potatoes by Rihardt’s side.

“I prepared a knife for you too in case you got bored. Here, take it.”

“…Aren’t you trying to make me work?”

“Oops, you caught me.”

“…”

I had prepared a blunt knife that wasn’t suitable for use as a weapon.

Of course, Rihardt would also realize that harming me here would gain him nothing.

Rihardt, who was acting affectionate, just laughed as if it were amusing and took the knife and potato I handed him.

So we peeled potatoes.

I felt a bit proud thinking I was probably the only one who would make this obsessive male lead peel potatoes.

‘Once we finish peeling potatoes, I should go see the butler.’

I hadn’t revealed the gatekeeper’s crimes to make him expose Mari’s crimes, but now that her crimes were proven, there was no reason to keep his crimes secret.

Mari, who had put drugs in Rihardt’s food, had disappeared, and for some unknown reason, the gatekeeper who had assaulted Rihardt had also been replaced.

The maid who comes in after this will have benefited greatly from my efforts. Though she herself won’t know it.

It was while I was peeling potatoes side by side with Rihardt like that.

“Roji! Roji!”

I heard Emily’s voice urgently calling my name from outside.

“Go ahead, maid.”

“I was about to do that anyway.”

I put down the potato and left the room without even greeting Rihardt. I thought I’d be back soon.

“Roji, listen to me carefully…”

Emily urgently grabbed both my shoulders. Her trembling fingers gripped me tightly as if afraid to let me go.

Hey, that hurts.

“What’s wrong, Emily?”

“S-something terrible happened!”

“What happened?”

“This isn’t the time to calmly ask what happened!”

Then what should I ask?

Perhaps because I didn’t know what the situation was. I didn’t feel any sense of urgency.

“Don’t be shocked when you hear this.”

“Why, don’t tell me I’m supposed to become the monster’s personal maid?”

That would be truly terrible.

“No. It’s more serious than that.”

Emily took a deep breath and finally opened her mouth.

“What happened is…”

Her throat bobbed as she swallowed.

“Count Evantes wants you to attend to his bedroom!”

My thought process stopped for a moment.

Good heavens, what is this about.

“What kind of service?”

At the sudden news, I forgot that we had left the door open while talking.

Behind me, Rihardt, who had been peeling potatoes, slowly raised his head to look at me.

The potato in his hand was miserably crushed.

“Bedroom service…”

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