The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 62

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Episode 62

“…Is that wise?”

Rihardt seemed displeased with my choice to mix the berries into his food.

Well, what else did he expect me to do, die on the spot?

“It’s a choice between two options. Either you die or I die. Obviously, you should be the one to die.”

“It hurts my feelings when you say it like that.”

“Toughen up. I didn’t raise you to be so fragile.”

“…”

“Anyway, that’s not what’s important right now, so just deal with being hurt. From my perspective, it’s better to get paid without mixing in poison.”

Even after my explanation, Rihardt looked displeased.

Then what exactly did he want me to do? Feeling wronged, I glared at Rihardt without backing down, and only then did he finally give in.

“That was almost dangerous for you.”

“It’s too late to say that now. Go away.”

When I coldly shook off the hand he had grabbed, Rihardt looked as pitiful as an abandoned dog.

That expression seemed so fake.

“But you’re still on my side, aren’t you?”

“We agreed to escape together.”

“That’s a relief.”

Only then did Rihardt relax his brow with a relieved expression.

He reached out to hold my hands as if trying to find stability.

Seeing him like this made me feel unsettled.

Because that expression seemed genuine, not an act or pretense.

* * *

Just as Rihardt finished his meal, Arzen called for me.

Normally I would have been anxious, but this time I could guess why he called.

It must be about the herbs.

And my prediction was correct.

Arzen was lying diagonally on the bed, looking at me with reluctant eyes.

“…Roji, you’re going to apply it yourself?”

“If you don’t like it, I’ll just leave it and go.”

“Fine, you apply it.”

“Then excuse me.”

I approached him closely and carefully grabbed his collar to pull it down.

When Arzen turned his head to the opposite side, his pale neckline became clearly visible.

On the exposed bare skin, there was a faint pattern that was barely visible, as if it might disappear.

The pattern probably becomes clearer when he has seizures.

I applied the herbs to his neck. Arzen flinched and trembled at the cold sensation.

“Are you alright?”

“…Continue.”

I rubbed the herbs evenly on his neck and collarbone. I focused on applying it to areas where Arzen might feel pain.

After applying it to all the areas where the pattern was drawn, I withdrew my hands.

“Is that it?”

“Yes, I’ve applied it all.”

“Does this really have any effect?”

Arzen seemed completely unconvinced.

However, given his personality of never allowing anything suspicious near his body, the fact that he obediently let me apply the herbs suggested he wanted to grasp even the smallest hope.

“It seemed effective at calming seizures when applied during each episode. Someone with this pattern in my hometown did this.”

“There’s no way herbs could help…”

Arzen laughed helplessly and closed his eyes.

“But Roji, where is your hometown?”

“You wouldn’t know it even if I told you.”

“It’s curious that someone from your hometown would know something I couldn’t find out despite all my inquiries.”

After applying the herbs, he finally seemed to have doubts and suspicions.

Well, I expected this.

“I came from a village at the edge of the empire. And my hometown people knew about this because of their ignorance.”

Perhaps it was an unexpected answer, as Arzen frowned.

His expression seemed to ask how they could know if they were ignorant.

“The villagers wouldn’t know about unfamiliar patterns, and they wouldn’t have money to call a doctor. So they just tried applying various herbs that were good for skin and stumbled upon it by chance.”

As I said this, I must have smiled bitterly without realizing it.

Arzen’s expression became subtle after seeing my face.

Suddenly, vague old memories seemed to surface.

When I was young, I often had headaches. But I was alone at home with no one to take care of me.

In my childhood, I often saw my mother taking medicine whenever she was sick.

At that time, I believed all medicine would solve my pain.

So I would take any medicine from the medicine box.

Later, I found headache medicine and realized I didn’t hurt when I took that specific medicine, so I started taking it.

My mother was shocked when she found out.

She was very worried about whether taking random medicine had caused any problems with my body.

‘Why am I remembering this now?’

Until now, I couldn’t remember anything no matter how hard I tried.

The childish idea was shocking to look back on, but with time, it had become a kind of memory.

‘I want to go back…’

I thought without realizing it.

But that wistful memory vanished completely when Arzen called me.

“Come again tomorrow, Roji.”

“…I understand.”

Soon after, Arzen fell into a comfortable sleep.

Come to think of it, you also grew up lonely.

I wasn’t pitying him. It was just sentiment.

Returning to my room, I began my ‘preparations’ according to my plan.

I organized the materials I would show Rihardt once the plan was complete.

Just as I was finishing up and about to put the materials in the drawer, I discovered a rusty pendant in the corner.

It was a necklace pendant.

“What is this?”

I tried to open it, but strangely, the pendant was tightly closed and wouldn’t open.

Was it broken?

I was about to throw it away as a useless item, but since it was Rose’s belonging, I decided to leave it as it was.

I carefully placed the materials in the drawer.

The plan would begin soon.

* * *

“…So that pink-haired maid’s name is Roji?”

“Yes. She’s said to be the dedicated maid of the monster the Count has confined.”

The investigation into the pink-haired maid that Dillen had ordered was completed quickly.

Based on the investigation, the servant smoothly reported information about Roji to Dillen.

Dillen’s expression became subtle as he listened.

Because he remembered the woman who had broken her promise with him two years ago and run away.

It was as if Rose was working as a maid in this manor.

How could their names be so similar too?

‘…That can’t be possible.’

With that temperament, she would never do menial work.

Besides, don’t servants have to live diligently?

It was truly work that didn’t suit a lazy woman like Rose.

That woman was the type to always sit nobly in a chair, wiggling her toes.

‘Similar names and the same hair color…’

So that’s why Yurta is paying attention?

It was behavior that suited that disgusting bastard well.

“I should meet that maid called Roji.”

Dillen’s red eyes gleamed.

* * *

[Why isn’t the effect showing yet?]

In the middle of the night, I discovered a note hidden under my door.

The content was cut off at both ends, but I could roughly tell who sent it. The demon worshippers.

[In 3 days, come to the west warehouse at this time.]

I crumpled up the note I had read and put it in my mouth.

“Ugh.”

Having swallowed the note, I frowned. It really tasted awful. Well, paper taste is paper taste, I suppose.

Still, there was no better way to destroy evidence than this.

‘Why isn’t the effect showing? It’s because I haven’t fed the fruit to Rihardt.’

What should I do about this…

Actually, there was a method that came to mind. I had been thinking about it even before receiving this note.

What I needed to deceive wasn’t just the demon worshippers, but also included Arzen.

I wondered if Rihardt would comply obediently.

Let me try asking first.

The next day, I went to bring Rihardt breakfast and explained the situation.

“So you’re asking me to act crazy?”

“Yes, that’s right. I think it would be better in many ways if you pretended to be sick. That way the Count’s side won’t be suspicious either…”

“Fine. It won’t be difficult.”

I guess I was worried for nothing.

I left out the story about the demon worshippers entirely and told him to act sick since Arzen would be suspicious.

I deliberately avoided it since Rihardt’s atmosphere became murderous whenever topics related to demon worshippers came up.

“Acting crazy…”

Rihardt pretended to think for a moment, then pulled my waist toward him.

“…What are you doing right now?”

“You told me to act crazy, Miss Maid.”

How is this acting crazy? It only looked like he was trying to satisfy his own desires.

“I’ll bite gently so it won’t hurt.”

Rihardt swept the fallen pink hair behind my ear and spoke softly.

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