Seniel, who had sensitive hearing, woke up to the sound of busy footsteps in the morning.
âWhy am I hereâ¦?â
He had left the mansion and ridden his carriage to a distant place last night. He hadnât had any business trip to start with, so he went to any inn to sleep. He certainly had. That was why he couldnât figure out why he woke up in bed.
He looked around with confused eyes.
His hair, which had been tied up neatly, was very messy, and some of the buttons he had always fastened were loose. Bottles of rum he never had drunk were scattered on the table.
His face turned white before he could grasp what had happened. The blood in his body cooled, and his fingertips trembled slightly.
When he got up in a hurry, he saw familiar and, at the same time, unfamiliar handwriting on the desk.
Why donât you take care of your wife?
There was a sarcastic note on the paper.
Seniel went out straight away.
The servants were surprised by his untidy appearance, but they turned their heads tactfully. But soon, they tilted their heads, questioning when the master returned.
Seniel, who had no time to pay attention to such gazes, urgently knocked on the door. There was no sound. His already white face grew even paler.
Not able to stand it any longer, Seniel opened the door.
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I woke up with the sound of an urgent knock. What? What is it again this time?
Sunlight leaked through the dark curtain that was unable to block it completely.
âItâs not night. Itâs morning alreadyâ¦?â
I just blinked stupidly. I was just confused about what was going on. I didnât even notice that Iâd slept holding the knife all night because I was still half-asleep. I just thought dumbly that Iâd jump out the window if it was Kid again.
As the door swung open, I curled up. However, I could easily recognize that it was Seniel, not Kid. Because there was no way Kid would be in tears.
Itâs Seniel? As soon as I thought that, my body felt weak. My dazed mind was suddenly awakened. And when I was fully awake, I became furious.
âBecause of you yesterday!â
Seniel slowly walked towards me.
As someone who was weak to strong people and strong to weak, I tried to grab Senielâs collar.
The knife fell out of my hand.
âOh, what theâ Of all times!â
The knife that fell on the blanket glistened beautifully in silver.
Awkward glances passed between Seniel and me. Seniel, who removed his gaze from the knife, turned his gaze to the floor.
âAh, the glassâ¦â
I had no intention of hiding from Seniel that Iâd met Kid, but I had no intention of revealing it. I was hoping for his ignorance, and Iâd stow away when the opportunity arose.
Seniel stood at my feet and looked at the broken glass and knife. In the meantime, tears were still falling from his face.
Seeing the expression completely different from Kid, my anger subsided strangely. In this strange silence, Seniel opened his mouth. âDid anyone come there at night?â
I rolled my eyes. Was it necessary to say it so clearly?
â⦠No. Ah, this is⦠some kind of a habit. You know, sleepwalking? I shouldâve told you earlier, but I was afraid of surprising you.â
Kid had never told me to hide his appearance, but I decided to deny it just in case.
Seniel looked at me pitifully with eyes telling me not to lie. I smiled embarrassedly because I didnât want to get any more entangled between Seniel and Kid.
Thinking he wouldnât be able to handle this, I thought he would just let it go. But suddenly, Senielâs gaze dropped. He knelt over sharp shards of glass.
Are you crazy? I climbed out of bed and tried to get him up.
âIâm sorry, Lady Jezlein. Iâve been deceiving the world. Now I feel like I have to cut off my sins completely. Iâm really sorry.â
âWhat do you mean?â
Cut off your sins? I had a bad feeling about this.
âThe killer who came yesterday. No, Kid who threatened the world was actuallyâ¦â
Without realizing it, I covered Senielâs mouth with both hands. This person must be really crazy. I looked at the wide open door. Seniel had been in a hurry, so heâd left the door wide open.
Someone wouldâve heard.
I feared he might make more bombastic remarks, so I raised my index finger, looked at him meaningfully, telling him to stay quiet, then shut the door.
Still on his knees, Seniel looked at me with a wide open mouth.
I approached him again and tried to get him up first, but he persisted until the end.
âI am Kid. Iâm the one who threatened you last night.â
I got a headache. He seemed willing to take his own life to pay for his crime, but I vehemently opposed his opinion. Because, even if he tried, he couldnât take his own life.
He was a good man who wanted to live, but sometimes even that desire for survival was broken. It wasnât that he wasnât willing to give up his own life. There was a time when he almost stepped on the threshold of death, but he couldnât die. Because the strong sense of fear caused by the desire to survive just before his death awoken Kid.
Therefore, all actions that Seniel offered to pay for his sins were of no use to me. Rather, it was a hindrance.
âYou wonât die until Kidâs revenge is over! No, you canât die!â
Kid would be even more upset about Senielâs doing. And whatever he did out of rage would be my funeral.
I struggled to control my mind and shook my head. I had even survived Kid yesterday. I couldnât ruin it all now.
Letâs just admit what I saw yesterday.
I thought it would be better to stop Seniel from doing strange things first and hold onto him so he couldnât go anywhere tonight.
âLetâs not touch Kidâs spirit as much as possible.â
âWould you like to sit here first? Anyone who sees you will think youâre sick.â
â⦠No, it will be uncomfortable for you to face me all the time, so Iâll just leave. No more harm to youâ¦â
âSit down, please.â
Seniel couldnât overcome my push and eventually sat down. Thatâs right, good boy.
As I sat him beside me, my gaze fell to his knees. His pants were stained with blood. It satisfied me that Kid was stabbed in the knees, but it was uncomfortable to think that someone else was injured. Someone who shouldnât have to apologize.
âDo something about your knees, too. It keeps bleeding,â
â⦠Yes.â
After hesitating, he finally agreed to my words. A white light flashed from his hand, and pieces of glass fell apart, healing the wound. I shouldnât be amazed, but it was still amazing.
I removed my gaze from his knees and looked straight into his eyes.
âGive me your hand.â
I remembered Kid, who had asked me to reach out like a dog, so I unconsciously asked for his hand as well.
Seniel quietly offered his hands without question. Well, good boy.
âSince you revealed the truth like that, then, yes. I wonât lie. It is true that last night, as you said, someone similar to you came to visit. Maybe that person is Kid.â
âThen-!â His hand trembled. Water filled his eyes, which had barely stopped crying.
âBut as you can see, nothing happened. The glass was broken, but look. There are no wounds on my body.â
âBut the knife-â
âThe knife was in my hand. He gave it to me as a gift.â
The gift may not be a gift, but anyway.
âI canât believe youâre really Kid, but I wonât deny it completely because it happened yesterday.â
âIâm glad you believed me. Then I shouldnât be here. Iâll stop-â
I grabbed his hand tightly so he couldnât escape. Seniel flinched and sat back down.
âYou want to pay for your sins. Fine. But how are you going to do it?â
My words came out sharp since it was related to my life. I knew he did his best, but understanding and empathy were another matter.
The strength in Senielâs hand was gone. He kept his mouth shut and was silent.
âYouâre a high priest, so people wonât believe youâre Kid. If so, isnât it difficult to receive official punishment? If possible, I think you would already be in jail or executed. Or are you going to punish yourself in a self-inflicted way?â
ââ¦â
I looked at his left wrist. He quickly pulled down his sleeve.
âIâve heard of split personality. If someone who has it tries to suicide, the other personality pops out unknowingly and makes such attempts fail repeatedly.â
I donât have any medical knowledge, but you become angry and ferocious in a book where youâre the male protagonist.
Senielâs hand tightened. Deep despair was engraved on his face.
I was angry about yesterday, but I felt sorry. He could neither die or stop himself. He couldnât do anything.
But that was the end of it. I still had my life to think about. I wasnât the heroine and didnât want to deal with Senielâs affair. Unlike the heroine, I was nothing but an ordinary person.
âIâll be honest with you. I said nothing happened yesterday, but it almost happened. I donât care who you kill. I just want to live in peace.â
â⦠Iâm sorry.â
âI donât need an apology. Not one from you. I need your help more than that. I know how I can live.â
Senielâs eyes widened, seemingly implying I was saying nonsense. His bright red eyes fluttered. His silence lasted for a while.
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He hadnât been able to stop Kid for years, so his brain seemed to break for a moment when someone whoâd only met him for a day said she had a way. Seniel clenched his lips.
âWhat should I⦠How do⦠How can I help you?â
It took him a while to produce a perfect sentence. I patted the back of Senielâs hand.
âDonât do anything and stay still.â
â⦠Pardon?â
âDonât sneak out at night because youâre worried about me or try to figure out a way to help me. I understand your efforts to stop Kid, but I want you to stay still.â
That way, Kid wouldnât get too excited and kill me suddenly.
Senielâs eyes changed strangely.
â⦠I donât think I understand you. Did you just tell me to stay still?â
âYes.â
Distrust filled Senielâs gentle eyes again. Doubts and fears converged. They seemed to be contemplating whether I was Kidâs accomplice.
He must be skeptical if the first survivor of Kid, like me, would advise him to stay still.
Seniel, think carefully. Am I an accomplice? You should know Kidâs nature. Heâs not a person to collaborate with.
He was a good boy with strong boundaries.
I felt sorry to cause him to feel so flustered, but I had to make another strange request. I had no choice but to keep pace with Kidâs threat.
âI havenât finished my words yet. There are a few more things I want from you.â
Senielâs eyes softened a little. This time he seemed to expect me to make a really useful request.
âIf you have time tonight, would you like to have dinner together?â