The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 67

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Episode 67

…Can’t you read the mood before making an entrance?

I sighed as I looked at the black shadow sprawled in front of me.

“Why is it so hard to see your face?”

“…”

“Our maid must be quite busy indeed.”

This time, I really couldn’t see any way to escape.

There was no place to run, no one to help me.

At this point, just revealing “Ta-da, I was Rose all along!” didn’t seem like such a bad idea.

‘They say the enemy of my enemy is my ally.’

Then shouldn’t Dillen and I be allies since we have the same enemy?

Of course, to become allies, Dillen in Roji’s memories hated me far too much.

‘Should I just run away like this?’

That was also a good option.

“How about we stop hiding and have a conversation?”

“…”

Not a chance. If I could, I’d avoid this to the very end.

I stealthily moved my feet forward.

“Where are you trying to go?”

But Dillen followed right after me, as if he had no intention of letting me go.

Get lost, you damn bastard.

…It seems like he’s determined, so shaking him off might be difficult.

What should I do now?

“This is the first time a maid has pretended not to see me, so you must definitely have something going on, right?”

“…”

“Strangely, Yurta seems to be hiding you too. How curious.”

I was wondering why he was so curious about me, but it seemed like I got half the answer.

Could it be because of Yurta?

“Should I come to you, or will you turn around?”

“…”

His tone was generous, as if he was giving me a choice.

…Damn bastard.

“I’ll count to three.”

“Wait…”

“One.”

What the hell is this damn bastard saying?

“Two.”

As I keep saying, there was no way out. Just as I was about to give up and turn my head around.

“…Three.”

“It seems you’ve developed a nasty hobby of tormenting maids while I was away, brother.”

Yurta appeared as if he had been watching from somewhere.

* * *

“I am Dillen Herthas. The Head of the Herthas Family wishes for Dillen to proceed with this matter together, so I have come here.”

Things went wrong after Dillen arrived.

An obstacle.

In Yurta’s life, Dillen had never been anything but an obstacle.

In his young childhood, he was like a stone that got in the way, but things changed after Rose appeared.

Rose always cared about Dillen.

Yurta could never understand such a Rose, not even once.

It was always himself who did something for Rose.

What had Dillen ever done for Rose? Didn’t he always throw stones at her and hurt her?

Yet Rose only cared about Dillen.

…So when she left the Herthas Estate, he felt sad but also happy.

But in the end.

Rose eventually called Dillen in.

True to Yurta’s anger, Dillen interfered with everything Yurta tried to do.

And now he was searching for the pink-haired maid, the one who now goes by the name Roji.

This time, he absolutely wouldn’t give Dillen any opportunity.

Just as Dillen watched Yurta, Yurta also kept his eyes on Dillen.

In this regard, things flowed according to Roji’s thoughts and wishes.

“It seems you’ve developed a nasty hobby of tormenting maids while I was away, brother.”

“Ah, Yurta.”

“She seems to be a child the Count cherishes, so it would be better not to torment her.”

“Who said I was tormenting her?”

“Continuing when someone is troubled is tormenting them.”

“…”

At that moment, Dillen made an incredulous face.

“Is that something you should be saying?”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“You’re the one who keeps going even when told to stop with screaming protests. Isn’t that why Rose got sick of you too?”

“…”

“Ah, now that Rose is gone, did you find a replacement?”

Yurta’s eyebrows twitched at Dillen’s words, but he wiped his expression clean as if nothing had happened.

“She’s gone.”

“What?”

Dillen, who belatedly understood the meaning, immediately turned around. There was no one where the maid had been.

“…”

In the distance, he could see the maid running away with her pink hair fluttering.

Dillen’s face contorted.

Ah, seriously!

Yurta watched this scene and slightly raised one corner of his mouth.

It was Yurta’s first victory.

Of course, it was a meaningless, childish victory.

* * *

‘Damn bastard, why does he keep bothering me?’

I irritably wiped off the moisture on my clothes.

Outside, weak raindrops were gently falling. Looking up at the sky, there were black storm clouds.

‘Is a shower coming?’

The rainy season is approaching too.

“Surely it won’t rain on the festival day, right?”

“No way. I even prepared pretty clothes to wear on the festival day.”

I could hear the maids grumbling as they looked at the cloudy sky.

…A festival.

Lately, the servants often talked about the festival.

The Empire has four seasons like Korea, and a big festival is held once each season.

The festival period is one week.

There were quite a few servants who wanted to take time off to go see the festival.

It has nothing to do with me.

Anyway, on that day I…

No. Rather than the festival, I need to worry about something else right now.

‘Rihardt.’

Eric was doing something nasty to Rihardt who was being punished.

I don’t know what kind of trauma it was, but Rihardt kept muttering something inside that room.

I don’t know if he was talking to someone, but he constantly pleaded not to be abandoned.

Pitifully so.

I had never thought of Rihardt as pitiful before, but this time was an exception.

And Eric, watching such a Rihardt, spoke like brainwashing, telling him to obey if he didn’t want to be abandoned.

And the words that followed.

【Bark.】

I frowned as if that situation was being recreated again.

Disgusting bastard.

He had nothing, but I guess he felt like something in that place.

I detested those who felt superior by trampling on those weaker than themselves.

That’s why I hated ‘that kid’.

…Huh? Who was that kid again?

The image that had surfaced in my mind became hazy like fog and eventually evaporated.

Here it goes again.

“…How annoying.”

Why can’t I remember?

I don’t even know when this started.

I shook my head. What’s the point of holding onto something I can’t even remember?

It’s pointless. Let’s focus on the present.

‘It seemed like he would continue like that until Rihardt comes out.’

Usually punishment ends in 3 days, so why is it so long?

I considered telling Arzen about the current situation, but soon realized it would be meaningless.

Even in the original work, such nasty people were everywhere.

Novels are fun when villains appear and wreak havoc, creating hardships.

Thanks to that, Rihardt suffered quite a bit in the novel. Just like now.

However, Arzen would only sneer at that situation and leave it alone.

He didn’t care as long as there were no scratches on Rihardt’s body.

Wouldn’t it be the same now? If I clumsily just convey the facts, I might only stir up unnecessary trouble.

Really, no one would be of help in this situation.

Should I leave it alone too?

Since no answer came, I even had such thoughts. Honestly, there was no reason for me to help Rihardt.

My conscience might prick me for moral reasons, but to survive right now, I had to abandon moral values.

My situation isn’t good enough to live helping others…

The punishment will end soon anyway.

…That was my head’s judgment, but what I felt in my heart was different. My head and heart were moving separately.

I felt sympathy. That the current Rihardt was pitiful.

And even if I had known Rihardt would go to the punishment room…

In the end, he went in because he did what I told him to do.

I guess I should help him. Since I’m the only one here who can help him.

Even Rihardt’s spy can’t save him.

…Wait, spy?

Right. The spy is the only person who has a reason to help when everyone else turns away from Rihardt.

So they absolutely won’t stay still after seeing what’s happening in the annex.

…Let me try it once.

* * *

Creeeeak-

No one had touched it, but the rusty door opened by itself.

At the sudden chilling sound, Eric and the knights turned around in surprise, but soon grasped the situation and responded calmly.

It was as they had heard.

They said when punishment in a room with magic ends, the door opens by itself.

The punishment was over.

Eric and the knights looked inside the room.

The monster was collapsed on the floor as if unconscious.

Dark complexion and silver hair that seemed to hold moonlight. Statue-like appearance.

His beautiful appearance was like an angel. So when the people here first saw Rihardt, they forgot that he was a monster.

And that’s still true now.

They stared at Rihardt as if enchanted, then came to their senses.

Eric, who came to his senses first among them, entered the room.

“Hey monster!”

The monster couldn’t come to his senses at all. When Eric kicked his abdomen hard with his foot, only then did he frown slightly and open his eyes.

Tired blue eyes turned toward Eric.

“Get up.”

The punishment was over.

So now they had to send the monster away.

But then a different thought entered Eric’s mind.

How comfortable and enjoyable the time spent in this annex had been.

‘When the monster wakes up, that will end too.’

Ah, a good idea occurred to him.

Eric smiled mockingly at the monster.

“Since you can’t come to your senses, there’s no choice.”

Looking at the monster who couldn’t properly understand his words, Eric left the room.

The gatekeepers looked at the gatekeeper with puzzled eyes.

“Lock it.”

“What?”

“Close the door.”

The gatekeepers looked at Eric in surprise, but he didn’t care.

“Everyone think about it. When that monster wakes up, we have to go back.”

“…”

“There’s only us here. No one knows.”

They were shocked by Eric’s words, but listening to it, it made sense.

Even if they left this place…

But is this really okay?

As if noticing their anxiety, Eric gently persuaded them.

“It’s not like we’re locking him up for life, right? We’re just locking him up for a few more days. We had fun during this time, didn’t we.”

“…”

“Does everyone dislike it?”

“Still, that’s…”

“Anyway, that thing is a monster.”

Monster.

That seemed to bring all the justification they needed.

Right, we didn’t do anything wrong. After all, that thing is a monster, isn’t it?

The gatekeepers nodded as if entranced.

And so, tacit agreement was reached.

Rihardt’s vision began to fade again. He looked toward the light beyond the room.

However.

Bang.

The door closed.

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