Confined Together with the Horror Game’s Male Lead - Chapter 12
Chapter 12
Translator: Yonnee
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Now that he thought about it, even since he first entered this place, the mansion was strange.
As he had opened the rusty iron door, which looked just about to fall off the hinges, gloom spread all over—like a warning.
But thinking that the mansion was merely in ruins, he had entered.
His physical senses were extremely developed, and so he was very sensitive to the presences around him. He felt nothing inside the mansion.
But that was not the case.
There was one presence here. A human.
Dietrich had never failed to sense someone’s presence before, so inwardly, he was taken aback.
Nevertheless, he did not feel any hostility coming from the maid, so he had let his guard down.
The golden-haired woman was beautiful.
So beautiful that he paused where he was for a moment, beguiled.
And the moment their eyes met, his palms started to feel damp. He did not know whether it was because of the rain, or because his hands had gotten clammy.
His heart had cooled down beneath the torrential downpour, yet in this very instance, it throbbed heavily with a scorching vigor.
—Dietrich?
The maid called his name with a voice as clear and as breathtaking as a siren’s.
Because he had been struck with fascination, his suspicion came only belatedly.
Was this woman from the church? No, it didn’t look like it.
Why did she know his name, he wondered. Perhaps it’s because of this that he followed as she said and entered the mansion.
If he had known that the mansion was cursed, he would not have obeyed the maid.
It was a decision that Dietrich regretted bitterly.
‘Laughable.’
It was such a pathetic and miserable thing to be stuck in a mansion where the door needed only to be opened.
And despite it all, when the woman had vomited blood, Dietrich saved her.
Blood trickling down her mouth, temperature plummeting down to a biting cold, complexion looking too much like a corpse…
A nightmarish memory seized him.
—Kill! I said kill! Why the hell can you not kill that person?! What’s the point of having such great talent when you are nothing but a goddamn fool!
—If you do not prove to be useful yet again, you’ll be thrown away!
It was the voice of the person who treated him as a useless fool, still clearly ringing behind his ears.
But soon, a new voice could be heard above it.
—Dietrich. I just don’t want you to die.
—I don’t want you to get hurt.
Dietrich was jolted out of his recollection.
Why was he suddenly thinking about that woman’s words?
Was it because it’s been so long since he had received such kindness?
Even so, she was the person who had locked him up here. It was ridiculous for him to feel any warmth for her…
“Crazy.”
Dietrich could starkly remember the first day he entered the mansion.
And the look of cruelty on the woman’s face as she had confined him here.
It was as if she would feel pleasure in Dietrich’s pain.
“…Ha.”
Still, unlike the cruelty she displayed on the first day, the maid was kind most of the time. As if she was a completely different person.
Dietrich could not understand this disparity.
He detested those who viewed other people’s suffering as a source of pleasure, and it was clear that the woman was that kind of person.
Perhaps she was not even aware of her own predilection.
However, except for what happened on his first day in the mansion, he no longer felt any malice from the woman.
Or, perhaps vomiting blood was part of some malicious scheme to mess with his head.
In any case, Dietrich was constantly thinking about the situation wherein someone would make a mistake.
Whoever it could be.
“…It’s this room.”
Dietrich stood before the door that the maid had pointed him to.
The moment he grabbed the knob, he tried to twist it open.
The lit candles went in first.
For some reason, the maid’s words came to his mind.
And for a brief moment there, it looked like there was a red haze clouding the woman’s eyes.
Looking back on it, he realized that the woman’s eyes were also red when he had first entered the mansion.
But the woman he met for a second time had blue eyes.
Did he see it wrong?
Dietrich stared at the silver candelabra in his hand. It seemed like she gave this to him for fear that he wouldn’t be able to see anything.
But even if he didn’t have any candles to light his way, he wouldn’t have had any problem in the dark.
He was terribly accustomed to darkness.
Dietrich set down the light source by the door. There was a monster inside, so the silver candelabra might break in the middle of the skirmish.
“…It’s dark.”
Just as the woman had mentioned, it was dark.
Walking further inside, his eyes slowly grew accustomed to the darkness.
And, Dietrich had a sinking feeling.
That woman…
She tricked him.
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