The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 23

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Episode 23

Could it be that my escape was discovered? It’s fine. I just need to act calm…

Just like I came out for a walk…

I can say I brought this luggage to move it somewhere.

Thinking that, I calmly walked forward. But those footsteps approached me at an increasingly rapid pace.

My breathing became rough with a bad feeling.

Just as I thought this wouldn’t work and was about to run, a strong force pulled my waist back.

At that moment, I couldn’t breathe at all.

“Sister.”

Yurta Herthas.

He was the sub male lead obsessive character of this novel.

“Caught you.”

Ah.

My breath was being choked.

As solid arms wrapped around my waist, I felt suffocated as if a thick python was coiling around my body.

I exhaled ragged breaths, struggling to regain my composure.

At that moment, Yurta buried his face in my neck. When hot skin touched mine, I got goosebumps from the unfamiliar sensation.

“Haah… Sister.”

“…”

“Sister, sister.”

The terribly low voice calling me repeatedly was chilling.

His hot breath spread across the back of my neck.

“Why did you run away?”

“…”

“Because you didn’t like that I left? That’s why I suggested we enter the Academy together.”

“…”

“You said you didn’t want to. So I went alone. I thought I was respecting your wishes, but why on earth…”

Did you abandon me?

Before his voice filled with quiet anger as if harboring resentment, I couldn’t say anything.

I couldn’t understand what he was talking about at all.

Since I wasn’t the Roji he knew, I didn’t know what to say in this situation.

“Why aren’t you answering me at all, Sister. Hmm?”

“…”

“Sister is the first person to make me exercise such long patience.”

His other hand that wasn’t wrapped around my waist gently stroked my shoulder in circles. His hand gradually moved up with soft gestures and grabbed my chin, turning it.

When I met those blazing red eyes, my already difficult breathing became completely blocked.

“Was the game enjoyable?”

“…”

“But what to do. Now it’s time to go back with me.”

It seemed useless to say I was mistaken for someone else, like I had to his subordinate who came to deliver his message.

Then I finally made up my mind.

If I couldn’t avoid it, and couldn’t even enjoy it, I had to at least face it.

Only then did I look straight into those red eyes.

“Who do you think you are?”

A sharp tone like an awl naturally burst from my mouth.

I knew it wasn’t good to go against the sub male lead’s mood.

However, when I met his eyes, a cold expression naturally formed as if I had become Roji from the dream.

“…Sister.”

“Who do you think you are to say you’ll take me away?”

The corners of his mouth twisted.

But strangely, as I faced him, my trembling inner feelings slowly calmed down.

Why?

Roji in the dream never harbored fear even when facing terrible things. Was this her influence?

Maybe this was actually good.

If I acted differently from the Roji he knew, this terminally suspicious crazy sub male lead might suspect me and do who knows what.

“Don’t you know why I left that household?”

Actually, I don’t know either.

But I just brazenly pushed forward.

“Do you really not know why I abandoned you?”

“…Sister, it would be better if you didn’t provoke me.”

“I hate that house, I hate you. So let go.”

“…”

“Let’s never see each other again.”

I really didn’t want to get involved with anyone from this novel, whether it was the sub male lead or the main character. So I firmly rejected Yurta.

According to Roji’s memories I saw in the dream, to him, Roji was nothing more than a toy.

Anyway, when he meets Arzen, he’ll fall head over heels for him…

No, in the novel, the story progressed with Roji dead, so is it different now?

‘Still, he’s the sub male lead obsessive character…’

I don’t know what will happen, but escaping this situation seems to be the priority.

“Why do you keep saying such nonsensical things?”

However, Yurta didn’t seem to have any intention of listening to me.

“First, let’s go back.”

“What?”

“I said let’s go back.”

I twisted my body to escape from his embrace to refuse, but my body was suddenly lifted up.

Yurta had put his hands under my knees and lifted me up.

I blinked, flustered by this sudden situation.

“…You, what are you doing right now?”

“Can’t you see? I’m taking Sister back.”

“Where to…!”

“To Our Home, of course.”

Damn it. This bastard showed no signs of being reasoned with at all.

What should I do?

“I like This Place. I said I don’t want to go!”

“Then what’s that luggage?”

Yurta seemed to have already figured out that I was trying to flee Count Evantes’ Mansion in the night.

The fact I most wanted to keep hidden was exposed so easily.

“That’s because you came here, so I was going to leave this good job because of you.”

Even if it wasn’t because of him, I was planning to leave anyway, but I calmly lied.

Fox’s den or tiger’s den. The scale still couldn’t tip properly to either side.

Because both were the worst.

“Sister really…”

A cruel smile appeared on Yurta’s lips.

“Whether you’re clueless or not, both before and now, you only give the worst answers.”

Strangely, the more I looked at him, the more stubborn I became, not wanting to lose to him.

Where on earth was this strange emotion coming from?

I was someone with quite strong pride, but I didn’t usually act recklessly.

However, at this moment, I had a baseless conviction that Yurta couldn’t do anything to me, and I became increasingly bold in my words.

The moment I saw him, I felt myself merging with Roji.

“Put me down.”

“Though you abandoned me, sister, I have no intention of letting you go.”

He carried me in his arms, taking long strides. I struggled desperately and pounded his entire body trying to escape from him, but it was useless.

Instead, Yurta raised his eyebrows as if annoyed.

“And sister, aren’t you being too cruel?”

What did I do to be called cruel?

“Do you know how much I suffered during the two years without you?”

“You don’t know how comfortable I was, do you?”

Roji probably lived well, eating and sleeping fine without Yurta.

Yurta let out a low sigh at my response.

“I took magic suppressants that I hadn’t taken since childhood. But it was still terrible.”

…Magic suppressants.

According to my memory, Yurta was also one of the few transcendents.

He was one of the few people who could face Rihardt, the obsessive maniac of this novel, on equal terms.

“When you were here, sister, I didn’t hurt when I was with you, but without you, my whole body felt like it was burning. Even after taking magic suppressants.”

…Come to think of it, Rihardt also said he didn’t hurt when I was around. He said something about the scent from me erasing that pain.

Was that real?

And it worked on Yurta too?

At this point, it was amazing that Roji, who must be no ordinary person, was barely mentioned in the original work.

“But now I’ll be with you, sister. I don’t want to suffer anymore.”

Saying that, Yurta smiled brightly.

His vivid red eyes were filled with madness.

“Physical pain is fine, but heartache was unfamiliar.”

“…”

“It was a truly unpleasant sensation.”

Despite my cold response, Yurta seemed pleased to have met me, his voice mixed with languid excitement.

That sight made me shudder involuntarily.

“…What are you planning to do with me.”

“What do you mean? How could I dare do anything to you, sister.”

As if.

I saw it in my dream. The cruel Yurta.

Of course, I didn’t see everything. But I felt all of Roji’s terrible emotions afterward as if they were my own.

It was an indescribably strange experience.

“However, now I must put shackles on you so you can’t run away.”

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