The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 226
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Side Story Episode 16
Yurta appeared in my dream.
And that crazy bastard destroyed my house. Not only that…
‘Sister, were you growing such pathetic potato crops?’
Looking at my potatoes…
‘The seeds are quite thick and firm. Judging by the shine of the skin and starch density, they wouldn’t be out of place as imperial court supplies. You must have managed the water incredibly well to grow them so fluffy and perfect.’
He evaluated my potatoes like an agricultural expert. I did feel a bit proud listening to it.
‘That’s why I’m jealous.’
But as always, my relationship with Yurta never ended well.
He smiled cheerfully and burned down my vegetable garden.
This crazy bastard!
Insane son of a bitch!
Why did I walk for over thirty hours! Why did I suffer until my joints were breaking!
My potatoes…!
How hard did I work to grow those potatoes…
Though Rihardt did help with half of it…
“Ugh…”
I was so sad that I even shed tears while dreaming.
A cold hand brushed across my cheek. The cool sensation felt pleasant.
“…Does it hurt a lot?”
“Mmm…”
My heart hurts, my heart.
I was still half-asleep and couldn’t gather my wits.
“Rihardt…”
At that moment, the hand touching my cheek stopped.
What about our potatoes…
Yurta burned them.
I even walked thirty hours to buy a heating artifact…
“Sob…”
I felt wronged. So wronged.
At that moment.
Snap! My shoulder was roughly grabbed. As my body was pulled forward, I woke up from sleep.
Blazing red eyes were looking at me.
At such close range with no chance to escape, the air in the room instantly froze.
“Are you crying because you miss that bastard right now?”
“…Yurta?”
Only then did I remember last night’s events.
I met Yurta after 2 years. It was the worst reunion.
“I’m glad you seem to have come to your senses.”
Of course I’d come to my senses if you grab a sleeping person like that.
I hurriedly looked around. Where is this? Did Yurta drag me somewhere… No, he didn’t.
The first thing I noticed was the low ceiling and old wooden walls.
A small table beside the bed and a half-empty water cup, clothes leaning against the wall and belongings scattered here and there…
It was just my room.
‘Thank goodness…’
Did I collapse and Yurta stayed here? He was definitely trying to drag me away…
“Ugh.”
“Are you alright?”
My vision spun again.
I seemed to have overdone it last night.
“…What are you planning to do with me?”
I had no idea what Yurta was thinking.
“I have no intention of doing anything to a sick sister.”
“…”
I watched Yurta’s expression and quietly lay down on the bed.
‘How much longer until Rihardt comes?’
…Probably three days. At the very least.
“I need to sleep more. So… get out.”
…Let’s pretend to be sick and buy time until Rihardt returns.
* * *
There was no need to act.
The fever that had risen wouldn’t go down and I kept groaning in pain.
Yurta stayed by my side.
“It’s medicine. Please take it.”
It seemed like he had searched through the house while I was sleeping.
…Whatever. I just gave up thinking.
Anyway, this situation is… just hopeless.
The fortunate thing was that Yurta really didn’t force me to leave the cabin while I was sick.
If he really had done that, I would have…
‘Died from exhaustion.’
I slept all day. So much that I lost track of time.
I could roughly gauge the time by when Yurta brought meals.
“Please eat, Sister.”
Yes. Like this.
I thought roughly two days hadn’t passed yet.
I barely managed to sit up against the bed in my half-conscious state, and he brought a portable table and placed it on the bed.
‘Wasn’t this in the warehouse…?’
When did he go through all the household items?
I looked at the food placed on the table. It was porridge.
‘Why is there so much broccoli…’
I absolutely didn’t want to eat it.
But then Yurta picked up a spoon and stirred the porridge. I looked at him with innocent eyes.
“I can eat by myself now. You don’t need to feed me.”
Even after I recovered, I’d have to pretend to be sick for a while, and if he did this every meal time, it would definitely be torture.
I snatched the spoon from Yurta’s hand.
‘Ah… it really tastes awful.’
The vegetables in porridge should be thinly sliced, but they were all chunky.
I swallowed the porridge with a sour expression.
Right. The fact that a noble young master is cooking at all might be amazing…
After finishing the meal, Yurta tried to take the dishes away.
“Thank you, Yurta…”
I was thinking I should take medicine and sleep again, when Yurta looked down at me with a surprised face.
Only then did I realize.
It was very rare for me to say thank you to Yurta. No, had I ever said it before?
“Thank you for taking care of me.”
“…”
Yurta hesitated again. He froze while trying to move the table.
…In the old days, I wouldn’t have said such things.
Rather, I would have thought it was disgusting that they came to drag me away and yet did such vile acts.
“I’m going to sleep now.”
“…Yes, Sister.”
Yurta left the room.
Before sleeping, I thought.
We had been destroying each other for far too long.
Could this cycle ever be broken?
* * *
Dawn.
I woke up from sleep.
“…Water.”
My throat was dry.
I got up from my spot, opened the door, and went outside.
“Ah….”
The moment I took a step, a sharp pain shot through my foot.
I sat down at the dining table for a moment and lifted my knee. As expected, the blisters had burst and my foot was a mess.
‘…I’ll apply medicine later.’
But the cabin was quiet.
Come to think of it… was this the first time I’d left my room in two days?
“…Yurta?”
Just in case, I called his name.
Yurta wasn’t in the cabin.
‘Did he step out for a moment?’
This was a chance to escape….
‘…That’s unlikely.’
In this desolate land, there was nowhere to hide, and I didn’t have the stamina—I’d be caught before long. Besides, with these feet, I couldn’t walk far.
The best option was to endure until Rihardt came….
I let out a sigh.
If Yurta took me away before then….
‘I’d have no choice but to look for a chance to escape once we left this land.’
Escaping from the cursed land was impossible.
So for now, I should just quietly drink some water and go back to my room….
It was the moment I drank the water from the table that a forgotten memory surfaced.
‘My potatoes!’
Why did I buy that heating artifact!
I hurriedly ran toward the door. My blistered foot hurt, but I was desperate.
The luggage bag was still there. I opened the bag. Inside were the heating artifact and….
My precious books.
I quietly pushed the books to a place where Yurta couldn’t see them.
Then I took the artifact and left the cabin.
Potatoes, here I come!
* * *
The cabin was built perfectly on top of ruins.
I looked around just in case, but there was nothing unusual.
I could only see one ruined temple that seemed to have been built hundreds of years ago.
【Thank you, Yurta.】
Again.
A gentle voice tried to dominate his mind.
Rose was just trying to deceive him once more.
Yet whenever she showed her affectionate side, his heart would always flutter. Even after being fooled so many times.
He had to admit it now.
He would be deceived by Rose for the rest of his life. Even knowing that her kindness would melt away like candy on his tongue.
Looking up at the pitch-black sky where not a single star had risen, he turned his steps.
Toward the cabin where Rose was sleeping.
When he entered inside, he couldn’t even hear the sound of breathing.
He let out a hollow laugh.
See, she’s not there.
Once again, she had run away.
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