When Diwen asked again, I came to my senses and looked at him again. His expression looked different than before. Is it not it? Is it my delusion? Is it because Iâm feeling down?
Leaving useless thoughts behind, I shook my head, saying it was nothing, and eventually grabbed his hand and got on the carriage.
The carriage started as soon as I sat down, probably waiting for me to get on the seat. At a pace that is neither slow nor fast.
By the way⊠âŠ
I glanced at Diwen. Diwen was looking out the window.
And I remembered what happened in the morning again.
I always get up at the same time, today I heard the bell sound not long after waking up. It was the sound of the grandfather clock indicating 9:00 in the morning.
Naturally, the mission window popped up. Today is the day I go to a concert with Diwen, so I aggressively read the mission even though Iâm sleepy, with the intention of finishing the mission before meeting him.
What greeted me like that⊠âŠ
<table>Todayâs mission.</tbody></table>
<table>âLetâs disguise it as an accident and kill Diwen Fergus!â</tbody></table>
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It was ridiculous.
I must have misread it because Iâm still sleepy. How many times I rubbed, closed, opened my eyes and slapped my cheeks with that one thought.
As for the results, the contents of the mission have not changed. It wasnât even a dream. It was real.
As soon as I realized that, my sleepiness fled in an instant and my heart raced unpleasantly. This is because the unexpected mission that took place at the banquet hall two months ago came to mind.
Even then, the content was nonsensical, as if life were a toy, but today it is like this⊠âŠ
Of course, I immediately pressed ânoâ. I donât even want to feel uncomfortable about such a ridiculous mission.
<table>âLetâs disguise it as an accident and kill Diwen Fergus!â</tbody></table>
Ring.
<table>Todayâs last mission.</tbody></table>
<table>âLetâs disguise it as an accident and kill Diwen Fergus!â</tbody></table>
For some reason, the second and the last.
The content was the same.
âI thought I was going crazy, really.â
When I recalled what happened in the morning, my head throbbed again, and I pressed my temples as if I were tidying my hair.
It was the first time since I was possessed that the same mission was issued three times in a row. It was as if the mission was mocking me to accept this.
Thinking so, I wanted to hit the reject button right away. I wanted to personally prove that I would move according to my will.
However, if I refuse the mission, I will be penalized immediately. I had an appointment today.
After thinking about it⊠⊠. I pressed the accept button the moment Handel entered.
Of course, I donât have to carry out the mission.âŠ. The unpleasant feelings did not disappear.
âHaaâŠâ
âWhy are you sighing?â
I let out a deep sigh without realizing it, and Diwen, who had been keeping his eyes fixed on the outside of the window, asked.
The light from the small window was shining transparently on his profile. Looking at that delicate line, I sighed once more.
Yeah, even if I accept the crazy mission, I donât have to carry it out. Penalty? I can take it.
There is one other problem.
That is, what is the penalty for not performing the mission.
Fever for a week or fever for 12 hours? OrâŠâŠ.
Again, seppuku?
The last word that came to my mind gave me goosebumps.
I can think of the previous two penalties as having a cold, but the seppuku was really scary. The feeling of cutting the stomach is still so vivid⊠âŠ
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âWhatâs wrong with you?â
I didnât want to think about it, but when my fingertips got cold by the sensation that came to mind, Diwen asked me one more time.
Purple eyes were staring at me, not out the window.
Until a few days ago, the eyes had been suffocating, but ironically today, they seemed to make me breathe easier.
I shook my head briefly without revealing it.
âNothing. Rather, you didnât bring a sword, did you?â
When I squinted my eyes and looked around for no reason, Diwen burst into laughter. It was a laugh as if it was absurd.
âI didnât bring my sword. Come to think of it, you and everyone are extremely wary.â
Certainly, this narrow carriage did not seem to have a sword, so I stopped looking around and leaned my back.
More than thatâŠ
âEveryone?â
He spoke lightly, but I pointed out the word that bothered me. Diwen shrugged his shoulders.
âLiterally. You and the MarquisâŠâŠ. That woman.â
âThat woman?â
âYou have a friend. Miss Anastasia Solen.â
AhâŠ
Thatâs true. Anastasia, as he said, seemed wary of Diwen.
No, rather, beyond wariness, it seemed to be dislike.
What the hell was he doing that made even Anastasia hate him.
By the looks of it, I have a good idea and looked out the window just like he did earlier. Come to think of it, where is the concert hall?
âBut where are we going? Is it very far?â
âThatâs the only place Bradley can play in this country.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âHorrenne House.â
What?
âHorrenneâŠâŠ House?â
Suddenly, I remembered what Reden had shouted at me.
âYou! Just donât go to Horrenne House! Got it?â
Oh my God, of all places.
Even though it wasnât intended, it seems that my expression was crumpled. Diwen asked in a puzzled tone.
âWhatâs wrong? As if you heard something you didnât want to hear.â
âNoâŠâŠ I suddenly feel sorry for Reden.â
âThatâs really out of the blue.â
He murmured briefly as if he was curious, then leaned back comfortably like me and looked out the window again.
I tried my best to ignore the awkwardness that was creeping up from my toes.
The crazy mission that came up in the morning and going to the place that Reden told me not to go.
Those two facts made me anxious, but I couldnât help it. Things have already been done and cannot be undone.
All I can do is hope that todayâs midnight penalty is just not seppuku⊠âŠ
***
When we arrived at Horrenne House, it was so big it was jaw-dropping. To the extent, I doubted whether it was true that tickets were sold out for the number of people who would fit in here.
That doubt was immediately shattered. It was because there were so many people in front of Horrenne House that Diwen warned me, who was overwhelmed by the vast size and stopped walking. Even if you walk a little bit, you will be hit by a person.
I had no desire to be a lost child in an unfamiliar place, so I approached Diwen in a hurry and whispered to him.
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âLetâs hold hands.â
TL/N: kekekek
âWhat?â
His response was embarrassingly quick and loud. His reaction was shocking to the point that I was mistaken for a moment, thinking that I had said something I shouldnât have said.
This, this crazy guy, no matter how much you hate me, is that something to be so appalled about? What the, when did you hold hands with my shoulders!
He whispered quickly again.
âPlease. Donât take it strangely. Think of it as holding on to a leash to prevent missing children. Itâs a big deal if we lose each other.â
Ah, a big deal isnât it? Whatever the case, itâs good. As long as I donât get lost.
I shook my head and held his hand right away even though he didnât say anything. I could feel the smooth texture of the glove.
Fortunately, Diwen did not shake his hand and moved inside as if he was speechless by my actions. The more I moved in, the more people there were.
It was when we felt that we did the right thing in holding hands, someone blocked us.
âExcuse me, please show me your ticket.â
âDo you check your tickets at a place like this?â
âIt is not possible to exit after entering, so we are conducting it outside. We ask for your understanding.â
âHaaâŠ?â
Diwen glared at the person as if he couldnât understand, then pulled out a ticket. I also took out a ticket and went inside the house while hearing the information to go to the second floor.
Even then, Diwen was still narrowing his eyebrows in doubt.
âWhatâs wrong? Are you so dissatisfied with the inspection outside?â
âNo, itâs not thatâŠâŠ. To say itâs impossible to leaveâŠâŠ.â
It was then. Before Diwenâs words could be continued, a very familiar voice from nearby that I couldnât tell why it was coming from here, penetrated my ears.
Uh, this voiceâŠâŠ.
Turning reflexively toward the voice, I saw.
Wearing an antique black dress that exposes her shoulders, she stands out with her pale skin and silver hair like the moonlight. A person with honey-colored eyes wide open as if they would pop out at any moment.
It was Anastasia.
âAnastasia! Why are you here?â
Since it was an unexpected person, my eyes opened wide as if they were going to pop out at any moment, but Anastasia did not easily erase her surprised face, and then strode towards me quite aggressively.
And out of nowhere, she stretched her arm. Right between me and Diwen.
I naturally let go of Diwenâs hand at the reaction and stared blankly at Anastasia. She clasped my arms gently.
No, actually, if you hadnât mentioned that invitation, I wouldnât have thought to see it, and I wouldnât have come⊠⊠. Because you were obsessed with it, I read the letter and wanted to go, so in a way, you brought it⊠âŠ
But I nodded because I felt more comfortable acknowledging his words than telling the truth.
Anastasia held her breath for a moment. Then he grabbed my hand and pulled me. Wherever we went, it was near the entrance.
They say you canât leave after entering anywayâŠâŠ? Doesnât Anastasia know that?
Anastasiaâs words did not follow through. She stopped walking and closed her mouth.
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Puzzled by her reaction, I turned my head in the direction her golden eyes were facing. Only then did I realize that the eyes of the people in the hall inside the house were facing this way.
No, exactly where my gaze landed.
âYou really came.â
Soft chestnut hair, equally soft chestnut eyes. The man who received everyoneâs attention did not look special even with empty words. Compared to Anastasia or Diwen, he had a dull impression.
Nevertheless, I couldnât take my eyes off easily.
Once he looked exactly at me, he spoke to me.
There was another man who looked just like him, but looked blunt.
Are they twins? Why are you talking to me?
Just as the question naturally came up, the two approached this way.
The hand that had been held in Anastasiaâs hand came out at some point. The chestnut-haired man approached me and took my hand, holding it in a calm manner.
I didnât have time to say anything. Even before I asked him what he was doing.