Confined Together with the Horror Game’s Male Lead - Chapter 159

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Chapter 159

Translator: Yonnee

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[ Charlotte assimilates with ‘…’ ]

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The man who had offered to sharpen my self-defense dagger led me down a shabby path.

I had intentionally left through the back door, leaving the servants waiting outside, which made me feel slightly uneasy.

He guided me to a small cottage, a place that didn’t seem to match him at all.

“This isn’t a place fit for someone of your status, but if you don’t mind, please come in.”

The man politely sought my consent, almost as if he was embarrassed to bring me to such a modest place.

I was curious as to why he would be in a place like this, but I’d heard that even among nobles, some enjoyed the simplicity of commoners. It was a taste I couldn’t understand.

Did this man share such preferences? It didn’t seem to suit him.

Inside, the cottage was well-kept, though the worn wooden floors creaked with every step he took.

“What is this place?” I asked out of curiosity.

“It’s somewhere I come to from time to time,” he answered simply.

I couldn’t guess what he meant by that, but I nodded anyway.

I sat on the sofa in front of the fireplace.

The man calmly inspected my dagger’s blade.

“There’s not much to sharpen, just a few dull spots that I can touch up.”

With that, he began sharpening the blade beside me.

I felt a tinge of disappointment.

I had thought that bringing me here, the man would do something—anything.

Men usually did. They would recite poetry or play music, hoping desperately to catch my attention, even if just for a moment.

But this man showed no interest in me at all. His gaze was fixed solely on the blade.

It seemed like I would leave with nothing to show for this encounter.

“It’s done.”

After inspecting the blade under the light, he slid it back into the floral-decorated sheath and handed it to me.

I stood there holding the sword, feeling a bit bewildered.

Perhaps sensing my dissatisfaction, the man asked cautiously.

“…Is something the matter?”

I was irritated.

I had spent hours dressing up for this, wearing heavy clothes I didn’t even like, visiting the temple repeatedly for weeks—all for his sake.

If not for my resourceful father, the amount I’d spent on donations would have bankrupted me.

“If you don’t like it, I can sharpen it again.”

“Please do,” I snapped.

I handed him the dagger, and once again, he sharpened it.

“It’s not good.”

Each time he handed the dagger back, I told him to do it over again.

At first, it was out of spite, but soon I grew curious.

Why was a man of his status so willingly following my orders?

“Again.”

“…Miss.”

Finally, it seemed his patience had reached its limit. He cautiously called my name.

“If I keep sharpening it, there will be no blade left.”

“……”

“Have I done something to offend you?”

Perhaps sensing my pettiness, the man asked carefully.

He could have just gotten angry or stormed out, but he didn’t.

I reached out and placed my hand over his, which was holding the sword.

The indifferent man reacted, his body trembling slightly as if he were taken aback.

I had never met someone who could resist this perfect exterior of mine.

So, when I decided I wanted him, I didn’t bother coming up with some elaborate seduction.

I had simply assumed that if I showed interest, he would accept.

“I like you,” I said to him.

His face turned bright red.

Everything was going according to plan.

“I’ve liked you since the first time I saw you.”

Then, I kissed him as he stood frozen in place.

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[ Contract ]

1- The administrator of the fourth floor will teach Charlotte the ‘conditions for opening the door’.

2- Charlotte must fulfill her promise—i.e. the fourth-floor door must be opened—as soon as the mansion’s door is opened.
※ Failure to fulfill the contract will result in the following penalties:
– Fourth Floor Administrator: Obliteration
– Charlotte: The death of Dietrich

3- This contract becomes valid once Dietrich ingests the ‘potion’.
※ The ‘potion’ was prepared to establish and fulfill the contract and holds no other powers.

< As soon as he drinks this potion, the contract will begin. >

I held the vial in my hand, hesitating.

Was this really the right thing to do?