Confined Together with the Horror Game’s Male Lead - Chapter 121
Chapter 121
Translator: Yonnee
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[ Steel Mentality is being implemented. ]
Dietrich had imprisoned me.
Quite some time had passed since then.
I was so astonished, I was on the verge of losing it.
That memory manipulation of his.
Once you get your memory back, I’ll make sure to give you a good punch in the gut.
[ Steel Mentality is being implemented. ]
Admittedly, it wasn’t as effective as it used to be.
The power of the Steel Mentality had dropped to 70%, and emotions lingered like embers.
I had to escape this room.
And it had to be soon.
I looked around the room and grabbed a vase.
Knock, knock.
Someone knocked on the door at that moment.
“I’m coming in.”
It was the man of the hour—Dietrich.
The amusing thing was, despite thinking I was an undead, he still brought me meals regularly.
I stood by the door with the vase in hand and lunged at him as soon as he entered.
However.
“That’s careless.”
“Ugh.”
Dietrich easily caught both my arms.
‘This is troublesome.’
I would rather Dietrich just attack me.
Then, just like when Erik attacked me, the ‘mansion’ would try to protect me.
Dietrich didn’t harbor any hostility. As I felt before, his indecisiveness was what blocked me.
“How long are you planning to keep me locked up?”
“You will stay here until my friends and I safely leave this mansion.”
“Dietrich, wake up already.”
He raised an eyebrow, dismissing my words as nonsense.
Dietrich set the meal on the table.
As he turned to leave, I quickly grabbed him.
“Dietrich.”
“Let go.”
“Find the diary.”
“……”
“Then you’ll know who the real undead is.”
It was a desperate lie.
But I had no choice if I wanted him to find the diary excerpts.
“Dietrich.”
I hugged his waist.
As I rested my head against his chest, I could feel his heartbeat quicken.
The fabricated memories were infuriating, but given the situation, I pretended to be his lover again. It was my only option.
“Don’t go.”
“……”
“I’m the real Charlotte, your lover. You’re being deceived.”
“……”
I lifted my head and met Dietrich’s eyes.
Finally, the cold mask he had worn cracked.
“…Your imitation is quite something.”
Dietrich pushed my shoulder away.
“I’ll be going now.”
“……”
So this is how it ends.
[ Steel Mentality is being implemented. ]
“I hope you enjoy your meal. I’ll take my leave.”
As expected, he wasn’t convinced.
Every time he acted like this, I wondered why I was trying so hard.
It’s not like I’m the one who needs to leave, it’s him. So why am I the most passionate about this?
Am I doing this for Dietrich’s sake, or am I just trying to finish what I started?
At this point, I could only wait quietly for reinforcements.
Long after Dietrich left, I heard someone fidgeting with the doorknob.
The sound of struggling reached me. Eventually, the door opened.
“Noah.”
Noah had managed to unlock the door from the outside and rushed to me immediately.
I smiled and took off the ring, handing it to him.
“I’m giving this back. Sorry for taking it without permission.”
“Diary.”
The child repeated the same word as before.
“…You’re not suggesting we go find the diary now, are you?”
Nod, nod.
I knew it.
“I’m not Dietrich, Noah.”
“Freedom.”
I had to ponder over the meaning of Noah’s word for a while.
‘Is he referring to my autonomy?’
Now I had to take on Dietrich’s share of the responsibilities as well.
…I won’t forget to get my dues later.
“Let’s go, Noah.”
* * *
Charlotte… No, the undead had disappeared.
When Dietrich returned to collect the dishes, her room was empty.
The woman had escaped.
‘How?’
The room was designed to be locked from the outside. That’s why he had confined her there.
“Dietrich, where is the woman?”
His friend called out to Dietrich then.
“I’m the real Charlotte, your lover. You’re being deceived.”
As he looked at his friend, Dietrich recalled the woman’s words.
Her flushed cheeks from the cold, the white breath escaping her lips.
She had felt so warm when she hugged him. It was the only warmth he could experience in this cold mansion.
“Dietrich, are you listening to me?”
His friend put a hand on his shoulder to get his attention.
Cold.
Like a corpse.
“Where is that woman?!”
“Why did you confine her here?!”
“You should have killed her!”
His ‘friends’ questioned him.
Oddly, there was no breath visible from their shouting mouths.
“Dietrich!”
At the voice calling him, Dietrich snapped back to reality.
“Go and catch her.”
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