The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 4
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Episode 04
My brain refused to function and I stammered, while the man presumed to be Arzen narrowed his eyebrows.
“Why do you stop talking mid-sentence?”
He seems like Arzen, should I change how I address him now?
However, due to the slim possibility that this man might not be Arzen, it was difficult to easily change my form of address.
“…I think you should check the chains.”
In the end, I chose not to use any form of address.
Unlike me who was earnestly pondering the proper address, the man seemed unconcerned about such things and smiled pleasantly.
“The maids until now have been incompetent, but this maid seems to be useful.”
“No. I drop rice bowls and I’m clumsy, so I’m useless.”
“…”
Just in case the man in front of me might make me Rihardt’s personal maid, I immediately drew a line.
In the original work, I think one of the maids became a personal maid, but I don’t remember well.
‘As long as it’s not me.’
“You’re an unusual child. Alright. I’ll check what you saw and report it to the Marquis.”
…He seems like Arzen.
But I couldn’t be certain rashly. Come to think of it, there’s no reason for him to deceive me.
Even so, he doesn’t seem like a butler.
“Yes, I hope everything gets resolved well.”
As long as it’s not Arzen.
I bowed to the man and turned around.
“You there, maid.”
“Yes?”
Why is he stopping me so anxiously?
“What’s your name?”
“…People around here seemed to call me Roji.”
“You tell your name in an unusual way. I’ll remember it.”
Why me?
I blinked in puzzlement, and the man laughed as if amused.
…Strange person.
Instinctively thinking I didn’t want to get involved with him, I subtly stepped back.
“…Then I’ll be going now.”
I quickly disappeared from the man’s sight.
It had been such an exhausting day.
My head was filled entirely with thoughts of lying down and rolling around on a bed.
As I trudged toward my room, I saw maids gathered nearby having a conversation.
“Hello there.”
I approached them with a bright smile.
Before resting in my room, it seemed good to learn about the body I had possessed.
* * *
Who am I?
It sounds like a philosophical question, but it was something I was seriously curious about.
Pink hair that fluttered as if dyed with cherry blossoms, pink eyes.
Unlike her lovely appearance, she had proudly upturned eyes and plump red lips with slightly curled ends.
It was quite a pretty appearance that reminded me of a pink cat.
Come to think of it, in the original work, there was mention that Arzen loved beautiful things so much that he selected servants for the manor based on their looks.
I sighed looking at my reflection faintly visible in the window.
How on earth did I end up possessing this body?
After reporting Rihardt’s escape attempt last night, I roughly tried to learn about this body by asking the maids around me, but I gained nothing.
All they knew about this body was the name Roji.
‘Quite the mysterious type, aren’t I?’
The only person I was close to was Emily, the maid who had looked after me yesterday, so everyone seemed surprised when I spoke to them.
I suppose that was fortunate. Even if I acted differently from Roji, no one would notice.
“Here you go.”
The head cook placed a rice bowl in front of me.
While lost in thought, I had somehow arrived at the kitchen.
Today too, it was unfailingly a dog bowl.
Suddenly, I recalled the cruel scene from the original work where Rihardt slaughtered the head cook.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing much, it’s just that there’s a pile of dishes to wash over there.”
“So what?”
“It looks like it would be quite difficult to handle all those dishes piled up there.”
“It’s not like I’m the one doing it anyway.”
The response came back sounding annoyed and curt.
“Should I help you?”
“Why bother? Leave it. A maid will come soon to handle it.”
The head cook looked at me as if I were strange, but I smiled like a good person.
“When will the maid come?”
The head cook went “Let me see,” stroked his chin and muttered, then answered my question.
“Why do you ask?”
“Just curious.”
The head cook looked at me as if I were strange, then gestured for me to hurry along.
I sociably greeted him and left the kitchen.
After learning yesterday that Rihardt had attempted to escape, I had been thinking carefully.
How to spend the remaining 9 days.
During this period, it would be best to stay as close to Rihardt as possible.
Monitoring him would be good for preserving my life.
If I discovered Rihardt attempting to escape, I could immediately report it as well.
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When I entered, Rihardt, who had been leaning against the wall, raised his head to look at me.
His blue eyes curved prettily.
“You’ve come, Miss Maid.”
“Yes, your meal…”
I was about to respond to Rihardt when I saw bluish bruise marks and severe wound marks on Rihardt’s ankle.
…This must be Arzen’s doing.
He was probably angry about Rihardt trying to escape and twisted his ankle.
“I’m a little injured.”
Rihardt, realizing where my gaze was directed, smiled forlornly.
“…That’s not just a little.”
“Are you worried about me?”
More than worry, guilt came first.
This had happened because I reported Rihardt.
But if Rihardt tried to escape again next time, I couldn’t pretend not to see it.
Then I would die.
‘I want to live.’
Clinging to life was human instinct.
“…Doesn’t the Marquis provide you with treatment?”
“I recover quickly, so he said this much would be fine.”
Those with magical power suffer their entire lives, but conversely, they have excellent recovery abilities.
“…Please eat.”
I set down a dog bowl in front of him.
I lowered my head to avoid his gaze. My conscience pricked me as if it were my fault.
“You don’t seem curious about why that person suddenly treated me like this.”
He spoke in a deliberately hurt tone. Seeing his lips curve up as if pleased, I smiled awkwardly.
He was definitely trying to seduce me to use me for escape.
To think I’d experience the methods Rihardt used in the original work.
“Shall I ask for you?”
“Yes, please ask.”
“Why were you beaten?”
“That’s what I’d like to know. I’m not sure myself.”
“…”
Is he trying to play word games with me right now?
Not knowing how to respond, I stared at him stiffly when Rihardt burst into quiet laughter.
Then he tapped my forehead with his pretty finger.
“Miss maid, your expression is all scrunched up.”
“It’s going to stay scrunched up, so don’t touch me.”
“Is it because of me? I’m so sorry.”
“If you’re sorry, I think you could just shut your mouth and eat.”
“How cold of you.”
Rihardt began eating. I quietly waited beside him for his meal to end.
When his meal was finished, I silently placed Rihardt’s empty plate on the tray and stood up.
“See you again, Miss maid.”
Rihardt greeted me in a gentle voice.
I didn’t respond and went outside.
I was about to go do my work when Rihardt’s injured ankle flashed before my eyes.
The guilt of feeling like I had broken his leg. I pressed hard on my throbbing head.
“Hey Emily, do you know where I could get something like an ice pack?”
Knowing she obviously wouldn’t tell me the location if I said it was for Rihardt instead of me, I put all my effort into acting like I had injured my ankle.
Emily immediately told me where the ice was with worried eyes.
Then she even kindly advised me to wrap it in a thin towel and apply pressure.
After getting the ice, I turned my steps toward the next location.
“Roji, you said you were hurt! Where are you going!”
“To steal something!”
“Don’t run and be careful!”
Under Emily’s persistent gaze, I ran while limping as if my leg hurt.
Looking around and heading near the kitchen at the right time, I could see a young girl.
A kitchen maid perhaps?
I was about to pass by her like that. If only a part of the original work hadn’t come to mind at that moment.
I quickly stuck out my foot and tripped her as she was hurrying somewhere.
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