The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 94

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Episode 94

I froze in place upon seeing Rihardt.

I had no choice.

I came to the North to avoid this man, so why on earth was he here?

“As I mentioned in advance, I’ve come under His Majesty’s orders, Count.”

“I received word… but I didn’t expect you to arrive so quickly…”

The Count looked at Rihardt with surprised eyes.

He seemed utterly bewildered. Having to welcome Michelle, Gilbert, and now Rihardt all at once, he appeared unable to collect himself.

Rihardt smiled as he replied, then shifted his gaze. His blue eyes turned toward me.

“What a coincidence to see you here, Miss Shabrina.”

Rihardt greeted me with a slight smile.

“I was worried after you left so abruptly last time. Are you feeling better now?”

“…”

What on earth was he thinking?

Did he not recognize me, or was he pretending not to?

Given his impeccable timing in coming to the North, it seemed like he recognized me, but his current behavior made him seem like a complete stranger.

An utterly unreadable attitude.

“Thank you for your concern. I’m fine now.”

Rihardt’s eyebrow rose slightly.

“I’ve never been around blood before. I was confused at the time and think I may have been rude.”

“…Your voice seems different.”

“My throat wasn’t feeling well then.”

I smiled slightly.

It was fortunate I had brought a voice-modulating magical device just in case.

Michelle had looked at me strangely when I insisted on wearing a mask and using magical devices, but she oddly accepted it with “Well, Shabrina is pretty, so…”

‘What on earth is he thinking?’

Until I could figure out Rihardt’s intentions, I planned to continue acting as Shabrina.

* * *

Michelle spent a few days bedridden, but fortunately recovered quickly.

“I’m glad to see you’re feeling much better, Count Seiblain.”

Rihardt, who had come to visit Michelle with a bouquet, smiled gently as he handed her the flowers.

Michelle frowned as she looked at Rihardt.

I watched the two of them from a corner of the room, unable to leave.

Being in the same space as Rihardt, whose true intentions I couldn’t read, was unpleasant.

I wanted to leave if I could, but…

‘I can’t let him be alone with a sick Michelle.’

I sighed.

Contrary to my worries, Rihardt didn’t stay in the room long.

“Well then, I’ll take my leave. I hope you recover quickly, Count Seiblain.”

“Thank you for your concern.”

After exchanging a few polite words, he turned as if to leave.

Maintaining proper courtesy and boundaries…

‘He’s good at social interactions.’

I felt a strange sense of kinship.

All the nobles I’d encountered so far had been lacking in this regard…

It was a different feeling from the Rihardt I knew before.

“Miss Shabrina.”

He could have just left, but he deliberately called out to me before going.

When our eyes met, he smiled beautifully, his eyes curving.

Even seeing it again after so long, I still couldn’t get used to that insane appearance.

“It seems you haven’t been able to rest properly while nursing Count Seiblain. Perhaps you should get some sleep too, Miss Shabrina.”

“…Thank you for your concern, but I’m fine.”

“You don’t look fine, which is why I’m saying this.”

I didn’t want to exchange any more words with Rihardt.

Conversing with this unreadable man was nothing but uncomfortable.

I quickly chose words that would end this conversation.

But Rihardt smiled slightly and opened his mouth.

“You can’t even take off your wig.”

Rihardt smiled and left the room.

* * *

Several days had passed since Michelle collapsed.

However, just a moment ago, news came that Michelle had recovered.

Gilbert clicked his tongue as soon as he heard. What a pity.

It would have been better if she had just died. He’d heard it was a severe allergy, but perhaps the preparation had been insufficient.

“…Gilbert, please, I’m begging you to be careful with your actions.”

“I already told you I understand, Count.”

The Count looked at Gilbert with anxious eyes.

“You seem anxious that the girl didn’t die in one go.”

“Anxious? I’m just worried you’ll ruin things.”

The Count clicked his tongue as he spoke.

“This was just a welcoming greeting. The North has its own rules, so you just watch quietly. Don’t mess things up unnecessarily.”

“Of course I trust you. But before that, it would be better to deal with that Shabrina girl first.”

“The assistant? There’s no need to go that far with the assistant…”

“Don’t you remember Shabrina’s actions when that Michelle girl collapsed?”

She had immediately cleared the surrounding area and Shabrina had calmly begun emergency treatment.

Even the physician who rushed over had praised Shabrina’s actions, saying the emergency treatment had been greatly helpful.

“Why do you think I came all the way to the North? That Shabrina girl is so ironclad that I can’t even get close to Michelle.”

“The assistant is that formidable?”

“She’s just a worthless girl. But she’s a bit troublesome.”

At Gilbert’s words, the Count fell into thought for a moment.

The woman called Shabrina with brown hair wearing a half-mask.

…She certainly didn’t seem like an easy opponent.

It was well-known that Count Seiblain was no ordinary person, so the Count had been somewhat tense.

But now his thoughts had changed a bit.

Count Seiblain was indeed extraordinary, but the assistant beside her absolutely could not be ignored.

“I’ll think about it.”

“You need to act decisively, not just think about it, Count.”

“I said I understand.”

The Count waved his hand, saying he would handle it himself.

Self-sufficient food supply and stable provision.

‘If both problems could be solved…’

From the Count’s perspective, it wasn’t a bad deal.

For that reason, the Count had accepted Gilbert’s proposal to eliminate Michelle, who had come to the North.

“Then I’ll leave it to you, Count.”

Gilbert left those words and exited the room.

No matter how cunning Michelle was, it would be difficult for her to escape from this northern region.

Gilbert grinned as he thought about the trading company that would soon be his.

It was while he was strolling by the pond like that.

He saw a woman with familiar brown hair.

For a moment he thought it was Michelle, but it was Shabrina.

‘Why on earth is she wearing such a wig?’

Gilbert clicked his tongue and called out to Shabrina.

“How is Michelle doing? I was thinking of visiting her after such a long time…”

While smiling slyly, Gilbert inwardly badmouthed Shabrina.

Arrogant and ungrateful wench.

“I heard peanut allergies can kill you if they’re severe, that Michelle girl is really tough.”

“…Watch your words.”

“She’s vicious like her mother. Ah right. If she takes after her mother, will Michelle die the same way?”

He could clearly see Shabrina’s expression crumpling behind her mask.

Gilbert didn’t stop his mockery.

Shabrina let out a deep sigh.

Just as he was about to scold her for sighing so arrogantly,

Thud!

Shabrina kicked Gilbert.

Splash!

Gilbert’s body, unable to react, fell straight into the pond.

Gilbert didn’t even know what had happened for a moment.

But when water entered his mouth and nose, he finally grasped the situation and flailed about trying to escape from the water.

It was when he barely lifted his head above the pond surface to breathe.

He saw Shabrina’s red eyes looking down at him with contempt.

…Her usually pink eyes looked red, perhaps because of the darkness.

“What do you think you’re… glub!”

Shabrina didn’t listen any further and stepped on Gilbert’s head with her foot.

As his head was submerged in water again, Gilbert struggled desperately.

“Fortunately, there’s no one here. So there are no witnesses or evidence.”

“Cough! Pfft! Pwah!”

“I did tell Michelle not to use violence carelessly even on trash, but…”

Shabrina muttered as if it was regrettable.

“Originally, for the sake of one’s master, subordinates are inevitably bound to get their hands dirty.”

“Cough cough! Gasp!”

Shabrina, who had counted exactly 30 seconds, lifted her foot that was pressing down on Gilbert’s head.

“Cough cough! Hah!”

Gilbert, who barely got his head above the water surface, gasped for breath urgently.

Shabrina watched his dirty appearance with tears and snot running down without any emotion.

“You’re the one who put peanuts in Michelle’s meal, right?”

“You think you’ll be safe after doing this…”

“You haven’t come to your senses yet, I see.”

Shabrina mercilessly raised her foot.

Gilbert, realizing what she was about to do, tried to escape, but she was faster at pressing down on his head.

Gilbert flailed about trying to remove Shabrina’s foot, but it wasn’t easy to exert strength in a pond where his feet couldn’t touch the bottom.

Shabrina, who had counted the seconds like before, lifted her foot again.

“Cough! Hah… Cough cough! Stop…! Stop it now!”

“Then will you tell me now?”

“I don’t know… Gasp!”

Shabrina raised her foot again.

Only after repeating this tedious act several times did Gilbert finally change his mind and open his mouth.

“…Cough! I did it… hah… Now stop…”

“You must be tired.”

Vicious wench.

Gilbert opened his mouth wide to breathe in as much air as possible while above water.

“How did you put peanuts in the meal?”

“…”

Gilbert kept his mouth firmly shut.

This was something he couldn’t say even if he died.

He had to endure whatever torture followed.

However, Shabrina pulled her foot back as if she had no intention of continuing.

“How boring.”

“What…?”

“You couldn’t endure as much as I thought. There’s no fun in your resistance either.”

What is that crazy wench saying right now?

But unexpected words flowed from Shabrina’s mouth.

“I heard you did things like this to Michelle too. I thought you’d endure more, but experiencing it yourself is more painful than you thought, isn’t it?”

“…Are you getting revenge now?”

“Maybe I am.”

As if the revenge was over, Shabrina looked at Gilbert coldly, then turned around and left the place.

My shoes had absorbed a lot of water and became soggy.

Ugh, how unpleasant.

I had pushed him in a fit of anger, but it wasn’t like I had no thoughts about it. I had checked if anyone was around before pushing Gilbert.

So there shouldn’t be any big problems…

“That was quite a show.”

Grinning slyly, Rihardt appeared in front of me, having arrived at some point.

Why does that bastard always show up at times like this? He’s not helpful. Not helpful at all.

Damn it.

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