The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 22

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Episode 22

“It’s, it’s nice to meet you! I’m the new meal attendant.”

For some unknown reason, Rihardt felt irritated upon hearing the shy voice of the new meal attendant maid.

Why?

He posed this question to himself, but the answer had vanished without a trace and didn’t come easily.

“You’re new here.”

“Yes, yes!”

He should have welcomed the maid with a gentle voice, but he couldn’t.

The emotions he had always easily controlled now seemed to betray their master. He tried to suppress the emotions that were pushing down his reason and trying to burst forth, but.

“Roji was serving your meals before, right?”

“…”

“That girl has a bit of a personality, so you must have had some uncomfortable moments. I won’t have those issues…”

In the end, he couldn’t contain his boiling emotions.

It had been quite a while since he’d seen Roji, and his body was suffering from mana pain again.

That pain burned away his thin thread of reason.

When he came to his senses, the new maid was staring at him, terrified.

Ah, I must have unconsciously released killing intent.

A transcendent’s killing intent was something ordinary people couldn’t withstand, causing them to tremble in fear like this.

“Hiiiek!”

Soon the maid let out a strange scream and ran out of the room.

Even seeing this, he didn’t feel any sense of defeat. He simply thought that the noisy chattering had disappeared and quiet peace had arrived.

Then that maid who came before… what was her name, Roji? Would that woman not come anymore?

This was the first time he’d had such thoughts.

Quite a few meal attendants had been replaced over time, but each time Rihardt hadn’t given it any particular meaning.

But this time was different.

Was it because of that scent?

Why didn’t that woman tell him today would be the last day?

Rihardt inwardly blamed Roji, but it was a meaningless act.

He composed his emotions again and lay still, doing nothing.

The mana pain he had forgotten began to creep up slowly. At this rate, he would be consumed by that damned agony again.

It was while he was killing time like this.

Knock knock.

The meal attendant maid came to visit.

Perhaps because he had frightened her, she looked pale unlike when she came in the morning.

But what was strange… she had an armful of potatoes in her embrace.

What?

The maid, noticing his gaze, stammered as she spoke.

“Roji… said that Lord Rihardt likes potatoes…”

“…”

What kind of situation was this?

She had made him peel potatoes, but did Roji think he had actually taken a liking to it?

It was absurd. What was even more ridiculous was that he accepted the potatoes the maid offered him.

Because she mentioned Roji.

As soon as he received it, he gripped the potato tightly in his hand. The potato was crushed helplessly.

The maid who witnessed this scene hiccupped in terror, but he didn’t care.

He took out all his stress on the potatoes. Thus began the ‘potato abuse.’

The new maid, unaware of this, thought he liked potatoes and kept bringing them to him.

Rihardt’s nerves grew sharper day by day.

After quite some time had passed without Roji visiting, terrible mana pain struck his body again.

But what was strange was that the mana pain he hadn’t felt during that time seemed to come all at once, delivering cruel agony.

His reason, which had stood like a thick pillar, was on the verge of being devoured by a swarm of insects that had rushed in all at once.

When his reason remained only faintly white.

A familiar sweet fragrance wafted to his nose.

He lifted his head.

Was he hallucinating right now? Otherwise, there was no way Roji would come.

As he thought this, the door burst open.

A woman drenched in sweat stepped into his territory. She had the face of someone being chased.

Did she know? That she had entered a wolf’s den.

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“You weren’t sleeping.”

Even before entering, I thought this was crazy, but only after stepping into the room did I realize it was completely insane.

Should I go back out?

Why did I come to this place?

“Maid, come here.”

“…I don’t want to.”

“This is my room. So you should listen to me.”

When in Rome, do as the Romans do?

I frowned, but to avoid meeting Yurta outside, I had no choice but to step toward him.

But could I really avoid meeting Yurta by hiding like this?

I felt like it would just be stalling for time.

“Maid, quickly…”

His voice clearly revealed his thirst, making me a bit reluctant to approach.

As I approached near him, Rihardt, unable to hold back any longer, grabbed my arm and pulled me toward him.

“Hah…”

He who had pulled my body toward him exhaled languidly. His elevated mood touched my skin directly.

“This is nice, maid.”

“Why didn’t you do this with Ella?”

“…What do you mean by that?”

Rihardt furrowed his brow as if he couldn’t understand my out-of-the-blue comment.

“The maid who came to serve your meals this time.”

“…So you’re reproaching me for not embracing her?”

“It’s not reproaching, I’m just curious why you didn’t.”

“I’m the one who can’t understand what you’re saying.”

It seemed like our words were strangely missing each other’s point.

“What did you do to make Ella run out in fear?”

“I didn’t really do anything…”

Didn’t really do anything, my foot.

Ella wouldn’t have run away like that if you hadn’t done anything, you bastard.

“I thought you’d do the same thing to her as you do to me. Haven’t you been doing that to all the maids until now?”

“What kind of misunderstanding are you having right now?”

“Isn’t that right?”

“You’ve been seeing me as a shameless person, maid.”

“Oops, did I get caught?”

Rihardt looked at me with disbelief.

“I don’t act that way with other people, only with you, maid.”

Is this bastard determined to plant a death flag on me?

“If you make such a disgusted expression, it hurts my feelings.”

“I’d rather you get hurt and fall away…”

At my cold response, Rihardt began to chuckle lowly.

Why on earth is that man laughing here?

“Maid, as I said before, we need to become close.”

“Ah, yes…”

“Because it seems I’ll be seeing you for a long time.”

“…What?”

What is he talking about now?

“Could you perhaps help me get out?”

“I have hearing problems, so I can’t hear well.”

Really trying to plant a death flag on someone’s neck.

I became flustered by Rihardt speaking his true intentions without hiding them.

However, Rihardt smiled as if he had expected this.

“Don’t you have anything you want, Maid?”

When Rihardt suddenly changed the subject, I hesitated for a few seconds, unable to adapt to the rapidly changing conversation.

“Anything you like, please tell me.”

“Money.”

“How decisive. That’s good.”

What kind of scheme is this?

I narrowed my brow to figure out his intention.

“Let’s make a deal, Maid.”

“A deal…?”

“I’d like you to help me escape.”

At that moment, my brain seemed to go numb. What is he saying right now…?

“Then I’ll place wealth and glory in your hands.”

“…”

“I promise you.”

My head felt dizzy.

Rihardt, who had been skirting the line until now, was now trying to plant a death flag directly on me.

But there’s something strange that bothers me.

In the original work, Rihardt never spoke of escape to anyone and escaped on his own.

So why is he asking me for help?

Did I look like someone who would help him?

“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that.”

I pushed him away and stood up.

After all, one must find their own way to survive.

“I won’t tell the Count, so don’t bring up this kind of talk again. Not to anyone.”

This was advice to him and a weak warning.

I felt sorry for Rihardt, but I also pitied the lives that would die because of him.

What crime have they committed? Of course, if you think about it that way, Rihardt was also completely innocent.

He was brought here against his will.

But what was certain was this.

Most people, when faced with the choice of one person dying or many people dying, choose for one person to die.

The sacrifice of the few for the sake of all.

How hypocritical this is.

But considering the preciousness of life, there was no choice. I wanted to believe that.

Wouldn’t the sacrifice of that one person be better than the lives of the dedicated maids who would disappear?

But that wouldn’t happen.

In this novel, the protagonist doesn’t die.

“I don’t want to die doing something foolish.”

I left the room immediately without listening to Rihardt’s response.

I was certain.

Right now, let me pack my things and leave This Place.

I went straight up to my room.

Since Roji didn’t bring much when she entered the Marquis House as a maid, there wasn’t much to pack.

So I snuck out of the Manor in the middle of the night.

I planned to find some inn and make plans to leave the capital within this week.

But then.

I heard footsteps behind me. Not mine.

I instinctively realized.

Yurta was right behind me.

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