Confined Together with the Horror Game’s Male Lead - Chapter 0
With hair as dark as the night sky, the beautiful man leaned against the wall, nearly collapsing.
His body was covered with gashes.
Unable to endure the pain, a groan shuddered through his lips.
“Dietrich, are you okay?”
The man named Dietrich shook his head as if he was experiencing a nightmare. The hand tightly clutched over his chest seemed to struggle.
The thin shirt under his hand was crumpled.
When his eyes met with mine, Dietrich’s expression became distorted. It was a familiar reaction.
I ignored scathing glare nonetheless and gingerly made him lean on me.
“W-What are you…!”
“I’m applying a salve. It’s better to treat it properly.”
“…It’s nothing for you to be concerned with.”
He’s become like this, yet he could still speak well enough, huh.
“I mean, I did tell you not to enter this room because it’s dangerous.”
This mansion was cursed.
If the ‘Room of Truth’ would remain unfound, so too would the way out of the mansion remain elusive.
In order to find the Room of Truth, all the rooms with traps would have to be entered without any hesitation.
That’s why Dietrich came back with a fatal wound now.
It’s a simple matter why exactly I knew about this fact.
It’s because I transmigrated into this goddamn horror game as a maid.
To be precise, I was the maid NPC who had the role of explaining to Dietrich, who entered the mansion, about the situation he was in. That, and to set him up for a trap.
But I had no intention of fulfilling that role.
My goal was this: to get Dietrich out of here safely.
So, I told him about the trap inside the room before he entered.
‘But it’s turned out to be futile since he didn’t trust me.’
“…H, how could I have taken you at your word.”
“Wasn’t it as I said? Didn’t those arrows fly at you?”
“…Cough. You lied all the time before this, and you just said the truth this one time to fool me.”
Sighing, I took out the salve I brought and took a finger-full.
As I slightly rode up Dietrich’s blood-stained shirt to apply the salve, he flinched.
“It’s alright. It won’t hurt.”
“That’s not the problem…”
It seemed like there’s a lot he wanted to say, but he remained silent. His ears were a little red. Perhaps he had a fever.
‘Why’s he being like this?’
For a second, I wondered why he reacted in such a way, but I decided not to care.
I applied the salve to the wound and took out a different bottle of medicine.
Then, promptly, I raised it in front of Dietrich’s lips.
“Now, ahh… Open your mouth please?”
“It’s a painkiller. Bottoms up.”
“…I won’t take it. What if you put poison in it?”
His eyes were full of distrust.
Hm, you leave me with no choice then.
I grabbed his chin and forced him to open his mouth, then I made him gulp down the painkiller.
He tried to push me away, but his injury kept him from moving.
Somehow, it felt like I was bullying a sick person.
But Dietrich doesn’t believe me, so I have to keep doing this.
My goal is to get him out of here safely.
After struggling with him for a long time, Dietrich finally gulped it down.
“…Do you think I’m going to die easily just because you forced me to drink this?”
Dear sir, it’s a painkiller though?
“…Your efforts are futile.”
Seeing him grit his teeth like that, I felt a bit wronged. I’ve been keeping him alive after all.
“It’s alright. You will get better in a little while.”
As he was naturally leaning on me, I pretended not to hear what he said and patted him on the back.
With a start, his body froze up.
“…Do not touch me carelessly.”
“Got it. Sorry.”
I removed my hand from his back.
Evidently enough, Dietrich seemed to hate being in contact with me, so he forcibly moved his heavy body and leaned away from me.
I let him do as he pleased, but he suddenly brought up one large hand to cover his mouth.
“What’s wrong? Does your wound hurt a lot?”
“…You. What did you make me drink?”
I already said it’s a painkiller.
“…I’m drifting off.”
Ah, it must be the type of painkiller that makes you drowsy.
His expression became exceedingly grave. He was firmly under the impression that what he drank was poison.
“…I shouldn’t have trusted you.
You never trusted me in the first place. I’m speechless.
“Don’t worry, you won’t die. I promise.”
I really do have zero credibility with this guy, don’t I.
“If you’re sleepy, then go ahead and get some sleep. It’ll be good for your recovery.”
As I wondered whether I should get him a blanket, he suddenly raised his head.
His amethyst eyes glared at me as if he wanted me dead.
“…Once I get out of here, you shall never escape my wrath.”
His low voice was laced entirely with venom. As if he was really, truly planning to kill me.
“Enjoy your freedom while it lasts.”
Each word he said and every expression he gave me was quite menacing, but I didn’t feel any tension at all. I mean, look at him, he’s about to faint right now.
In the end, Dietrich collapsed, unable to withstand the calls of slumber.
I took off my cardigan and covered him with it. Yeah, I’m too lazy to get a blanket for him.
“You, towards someone like me…”
Yeah, yeah. I got it.
He eventually stopped speaking and fell asleep.
Sweet dreams, I whispered as I patted Dietrich on the back.
All I want is for Dietrich to escape from this place as soon as possible.
That’s the only time I’ll be at ease.
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