The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 21

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Episode 21

The day the banquet was held was even busier.

From morning, I had to check with all the maids to make sure there were no problems with the party being held this time.

“It’s finished….”

Around afternoon, I was granted permission to rest.

However, once the party started, I began working again.

I attended the banquet hall and quietly positioned myself in a corner.

As a maid of this place, I had the duty to serve when nobles called for me.

“Just kill me instead….”

The other maids beside me were also muttering absentmindedly, as if their stamina was being drained terribly.

I turned my gaze to look at the banquet hall.

“Baron Hessen enters!”

In the banquet hall, nobles were busily making their entrance.

I held back a yawn and watched the scene with boredom.

“Lady Reina Moldke, daughter of the Count, enters!”

“Young Master Sian Argo….”

How much time had passed? The shouting of the man standing at the door had diminished.

It seemed most of the nobles had entered by now.

I was hoping this party would end quickly and was sneakily leaning my back against the wall while watching my surroundings when it happened.

“Young Master Yurta Herthas, son of the Count, enters!”

What did I just…?

Did I hear that correctly?

I stared blankly at the man entering while receiving the gazes of everyone in the banquet hall.

Jet-black hair and ruby-red eyes.

…I was certain. That was definitely the sub male lead.

…And I was probably, with high probability, his sister who didn’t share a drop of blood with him.

Could he have come to catch me?

That couldn’t be. As far as I knew, I had never given him any excuse until now.

I sneakily hid behind Emily’s back.

I absolutely must not let my existence be discovered. Fortunately, my body was roughly hidden by Emily’s body, who belonged to the larger-built side among women.

At the thought that it would be over the moment I was caught, cold sweat beaded on my back.

“Roji, what’s wrong?”

“Well… I have a phobia where I feel nauseous when there are many people….”

“Really? Why didn’t you tell me you had such a phobia!”

That’s because I didn’t know that guy would come here!

‘I just need to endure without being caught at this moment.’

I hoped to get through this safely.

My heart was pounding like crazy.

I was pressing down on my trembling chest and thinking I should get away from Yurta, when at that moment he turned his head around quickly, looking around his surroundings.

As if searching for someone.

Soon, Yurta made a disappointed expression as if he couldn’t see the person he was looking for.

She’s not here.

The shape of his lips opening with apparent disappointment was clear.

What to do, what to do, I was thinking, when Arzen appeared from far away and began giving a congratulatory speech.

It was the moment when the chaotic atmosphere focused in one direction.

“…Roji, are you really okay?”

Emily asked worriedly, as if I looked pitiful continuing to crouch down.

“…Emily, I feel so sick that I feel like I’m going to throw up, so could I leave early today?”

“If you’re sick, it can’t be helped. I’ll tell the other girls and the head maid, so Roji, you should go now.”

When Emily puffed out her chest and spoke as if she would take responsibility for everything, I felt strangely reassured.

“What can we do if you’re sick.”

Well, I was going to quit soon anyway, so I had nothing to fear even if I got in trouble.

“Thank you, Emily.”

Finally, when Arzen’s congratulatory speech ended, the party became lively. I took a step to quietly slip away during that opportunity.

I walked stealthily toward the banquet hall door, staying hidden in the crowd.

I glanced at Yurta. Fortunately, Yurta still seemed not to have noticed my existence.

Good. That’s great. Just like this….

While I was distracted by Yurta, I failed to see the person in front of me and ended up bumping into them with a ‘thud!’

“Ah!”

I fell flat on my back, making my quiet movement seem futile.

I hurriedly covered my mouth that had let out a loud sound.

Damn, damn.

Could it be that Yurta saw me….

“How dare a lowly maid bump into someone!”

While I was anxious about being caught by Yurta, a noble shouted without hiding his anger, instantly drawing everyone’s attention.

To make matters worse.

“Roji!”

Emily, who saw me bump into the noble, called out my name loudly and came running.

The sensation of cold sweat flowing diagonally down my spine was vivid.

Even though it wasn’t a cold day, I slowly closed and opened my eyes at the sensation of the back of my neck naturally becoming numb.

I forced my neck, stiff as stone, to move and cast my gaze toward the direction where Yurta had been.

Sure enough, Yurta was looking this way.

…Ah.

I met his red eyes. When I met his red eyes curving pleasantly, my whole body shivered and the temperature dropped coldly.

“Why aren’t you apologizing and what are you doing!”

The noble, whom I had failed to pay attention to while being distracted by Yurta, raised his voice.

I could only bite my innocent lips in dismay.

“S-sorry!”

Then Emily appeared and apologized on my behalf.

She hurriedly lifted my body with strong force and hid me behind her back.

“R-Roji is very sick….”

“You lowly wenches being sick…!”

“Baron.”

It was when the man was shouting without caring about the attention of those around him.

Arzen, the host of today’s party, approached this way. Only then did the man called baron look at Arzen with a softened expression.

“There’s no point in raising your voice on such a good day.”

“…Count Evantes.”

“It wouldn’t be good to ruin the atmosphere we’ve worked so hard to build.”

It was telling him to shut up.

The baron, who quickly understood those words, backed away while making excuses. It was a thorough case of ‘the strong prey on the weak, the weak prey on the strong.’

Still, I was relieved that the noble who had been raising his voice left.

However, it was still too early to feel relieved.

Because Yurta was still looking this way.

His red eyes, having discovered me, shone eerily bright.

…It seems like I’m screwed

“What are you doing not leaving?”

It was fortunate that Arzen was giving me a hint to go as well.

I bowed my head and left the banquet hall with quick steps as if fleeing.

I had to get away from this place quickly.

Roji’s body reacted violently upon seeing Yurta. Her entire body trembled finely, as if it were a physiological response.

This was the first time experiencing such a sensation, making it utterly unfamiliar.

As I gasped with trembling breath, slow, shuffling footsteps echoed in the quiet space.

The moment I was startled by the footsteps, once again, as another step was taken, the sound of dry earth being crushed underfoot was clear.

I couldn’t bring myself to turn around.

The shadow of the person behind me stretched dimly and long in front of me. It was a man’s silhouette.

Roji’s body told me everything. Her racing heartbeat screamed in terror.

Who is it? Is it Yurta?

Just when I could barely breathe from extreme tension, the man behind me spoke.

“Maid.”

The way he addressed me indicated he wasn’t Yurta.

Then who is he?

Only then did I slowly turn my body around.

Standing there where I had turned my back was a gray-haired handsome man wearing a monocle.

Having read the original work, I already knew who he was.

“…Or should I call you Lady Herthas instead?”

“You’ve mistaken me for someone else.”

“Even if I’m mistaken, that doesn’t matter. My master sees you exactly as I described.”

Damn it. My head spun dizzily.

I held my dizzy head and stared at the man without avoiding his gaze.

Who was it that said this? If you can’t avoid it, enjoy it.

What kind of thinking led to such words?

“My master told me to relay this message to you, my lady.”

“…”

“He says not to sleep tonight and to wait. He’ll come to see you soon.”

“…”

“Now that I’ve delivered the message, I’ll take my leave.”

His master was obvious. Yurta.

He’ll come to see me soon?

Does that mean I have no choice but to be dragged away by that madman?

Having read the original work, I know just how insane Yurta is.

But that was only reading it in text, so it didn’t really hit home.

The problem was Roji’s dream. The moment I had that dream, Yurta became imprinted as the worst person to me, and Roji’s body screamed in rejection of him.

“Meet him? Like hell I will.”

After Asel, the man who called Yurta his master, left, I muttered alone in this desolate night with no one around.

I need to run away right now.

How?

…At least I had to flee to somewhere with no one around.

Where would that be?

I didn’t know where, but strangely, my body was already heading toward the answer.

When my tension reached the ceiling, my feet came to a stop.

…Ironically, this was the place I had been trying to avoid all along.

The basement where Rihardt was.

I couldn’t be certain, but this was the only space where I could escape from Yurta.

The gatekeeper guarding the entrance was nodding off drowsily.

As I entered this basement, I thought countless times.

No matter how I thought about it, this was insane. Wasn’t I entering a tiger’s den just to avoid one fox?

Was this really the right choice?

A mad fox versus a tiger with no intention to attack yet.

I weighed my options, but the scales didn’t easily tip to either side.

I forced myself to step forward and entered Rihardt’s room.

Creak—as the rusted door rang with a sharp sound, I looked back worriedly, wondering if the gatekeeper might wake up.

But unfortunately, the gatekeeper wasn’t what I needed to worry about right now.

Blue eyes revealing parched desire.

How vivid they were even in this night.

He stared at me as if he would devour me at any moment.

My head grew faint from the sensation of already being devoured by his gaze alone.

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