The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 185

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Episode 185

Yurta seemed to be struggling as he couldn’t regain his composure right away and shook his head several times.

At this rate, conversation itself would be impossible, so I grabbed his chin with my hand to help him focus.

His pupils dilated as his vision gradually began to clear.

“…You.”

“You? Can’t you even recognize your own sister?”

“How can you tell such lies so easily…”

Yurta soon muttered in a barely audible voice, “The scent…” There were also painful curses mixed in.

“What did you do to me? My head feels strange…”

“I did touch your body, but I never touched your head.”

“Then why am I…”

He furrowed his brow and quietly closed his mouth.

Then he examined me with eyes full of distrust. His wary gaze was amusing.

“I’m curious about what exactly Roji did to you and Dillen.”

What could she have done to make both brothers look at me with such eyes?

“I’m Rose, Yurta.”

“Such nonsense…”

“While living with that woman you firmly believe is your sister, wasn’t there ever a single moment of doubt? A suspicion like, ‘Is this person really my sister?'”

“…”

“No matter how well she imitated my behavior, it couldn’t have been perfect.”

“…”

“Did you really not feel anything at all?”

Yurta couldn’t give any response.

Does he have some idea about what I’m saying?

“No, that’s not right. There must have been at least one thing.”

“…If it were really Sister.”

At that moment, his voice became terribly low.

“If it were really Sister, she wouldn’t do this to me.”

Cold sarcasm formed at the corners of his mouth.

“If it were Sister, she wouldn’t have said such things. Rather, she would welcome the current situation.”

“…”

“Sister would never explain things so kindly. I know better than anyone.”

In conclusion, I was doing actions that Yurta said I would never do.

I agreed with him. As he said, if it weren’t for the special situation involving ‘Roji’, I wouldn’t have stepped forward to clear up his misunderstanding.

Since he would fall away on his own, there was no need to go through the trouble, was there?

“You speak as if you know me well.”

“Well, Sister… hates me.”

I thought he didn’t know his place, but I was surprised that he recognized the facts better than I expected.

“She’ll probably hate me for the rest of her life, Sister will.”

“…”

“She’ll hate me terribly. For life.”

His breathing was rough as if mixed with tears.

It wasn’t just a momentary thing that I hated him—it had been going on for a very long time, so I don’t understand why he can’t accept that fact.

“What’s so important about me merely hating you?”

Until now, you never thought about my feelings and just did whatever you wanted.

“You don’t know… what that means to me.”

His eyes reddened.

“…I never once wished to be born as a transcendent.”

I recalled the indifferent expression young Yurta used to make amidst the praise directed at him. Eyes that simply found everything tiresome.

“Sister… saved me from suffering.”

The reason young Yurta had been so terribly cruel was probably because he never wanted to spend painful days again.

So there was a time when I tried my best to understand and endure him.

“…I don’t want to be hated.”

Despite calling me fake, Yurta pleaded with me.

It was a weak side I had never seen before. It seemed like words not spoken with a clear mind.

“Yurta, have you ever respected my feelings? You only pushed forward your own emotions recklessly.”

“…”

“At least if you had respected me, you shouldn’t have done things I disliked. You had no interest in what I liked or disliked.”

“…No.”

“No, it’s true. You always offered me things you thought were valuable. And you always said it was for me while eliminating things that bothered you.”

“…I thought you would like it.”

“You know those words are pointless now, don’t you?”

In the end, Yurta only did things I found detestable.

“Right. Actually, none of that really matters. Back then I thought I should avoid you, but I didn’t hate you as much as I do now.”

“…”

“There’s an unsolvable problem between us, Yurta.”

There lies a deep reason why I have no choice but to hate him for life.

Yurta would know what I want to say next without me having to bring it up.

He finally burst into tears.

He showed a tender side he had never revealed before.

His eyes became red and wet.

“…I told you it wasn’t me.”

“…”

“I said I didn’t kill her. I said it wasn’t me. There’s no way I would kill that woman!”

He finally couldn’t hold back and screamed.

That sound again?

Once, there was a time when I believed Yurta as he appealed to me, claiming his innocence.

However, now such behavior is nothing more than deception.

“Isn’t it about time you admitted it?”

Strength naturally entered my voice.

I remember that day clearly.

That night, what happened in that room. All the circumstances pointed to Yurta being the one.

“Do you think I considered you the culprit from the beginning?”

“…”

“I believed that no matter how crazy you were, you wouldn’t do such a thing. I was confident about that, at least. You were still you, after all.”

But there was no one else. No one else who could have been the culprit.

Only two people had entered the room during that time: Selline and Yurta.

“…So I asked you, didn’t I? What had happened?”

I begged you to tell me.

I desperately held onto you and pleaded.

“But what about you? You just said no and wouldn’t tell me anything else. You didn’t even say why you went there.”

“…It wasn’t me. Sister, I really…”

“Look, even now. It’s exactly the same as back then. Stop it now. Isn’t it about time you told me the truth?”

I’m tired of your attitude of claiming innocence.

“I really hate you.”

“…”

“I despise you terribly.”

Yurta froze. The despair that appeared on his pale skin stood out particularly.

However, soon a hollow smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

“Ah….”

The sigh soon turned into laughter.

“Ahaha….”

He cried while laughing.

“…Sister is right.”

“….”

“I killed her.”

For a moment, I couldn’t react properly.

“But the truth is, I didn’t kill her.”

“Don’t play word games.”

“Does it sound like word games, Sister?”

“…You really are the worst.”

He was worse than I thought, and even more despicable than that.

The way he giggled again, as if something was so funny, was unbearable to watch.

“Don’t laugh.”

“….”

“I said don’t laugh.”

He seemed to have no intention of suppressing the laughter that kept escaping.

The sound of his laughter grated on my nerves.

“Shall I tell you the truth, Sister?”

A cruel smile formed at the corners of his mouth.

“That woman committed suicide.”

“…What?”

“She committed suicide, so I didn’t kill her. But yes, she used my hands to commit suicide.”

“….”

“So I killed her.”

What the hell is this bastard saying right now?

“At first, she came to me saying she wanted to die. Then she asked me to kill her.”

“….”

“I hated that woman. But she was the woman you loved so much. I knew how you looked at her… How could I kill her? So I refused. Do you know what that woman did then?”

“…Don’t lie.”

“She cast a ‘spell’ on me. To make me kill her. When I came to my senses, the situation was already over. That’s what you saw.”

“…That can’t be!”

“This is the truth. The truth you so desperately wanted!”

It’s a lie. It’s a lie.

Suicide? Selline couldn’t have done that.

Yurta is trying to deceive me until the very end.

But despite having thoroughly toyed with me, he was crying.

If only he would laugh like before, I could at least yell at him comfortably, but he was sobbing silently.

Watching him just shedding tears drained all my energy.

“Yurta.”

With a voice much calmer than before, I barely managed to call his name.

“We should just never see each other again.”

“…Sister.”

“I’ll call Anri to untie you.”

I stepped back.

I absolutely couldn’t handle this situation, couldn’t handle him.

“…Sister, don’t go.”

“….”

“Please don’t abandon me.”

“….”

“I was wrong, Sister. I was wrong about everything, so please…!”

“I’m sorry.”

With that, I rejected him.

Our relationship had to end here.

I had no confidence to see him again.

“Cough.”

I tried to ignore the pleading Yurta and leave this place.

“…Yurta?”

Hearing a coughing sound, I turned my head to see Yurta spitting up a mouthful of black blood.

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