I met the male lead in prison

by Usui Takumii

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Chapter 21 – The Impoverished Ricdorian Is In Full Swing (2)

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Ricdorian's vicious eyes from a while ago were now nowhere to be seen. But one thing was clear, whether he was sane and calm from the beginning, he could still turn into a wild beast out of nowhere.

I whispered quietly to Ricdorian, who came to me running with a slight groan.

"… Sit down." Okay. That's good.

Prisoners and guards: "…"

I washed my face for the second time. My gosh, mister, why are you walking around like that.

When did the male protagonist learn how to walk like a dog? I wonder if this was even possible in the first place!

The sense of self-destruction came to me like an expeditious wave. Do I have the talent of a trainer…?

"This, Iana. Are you a wizard?"… No. I've never read nor heard of her being a wizard.

I stared at the guard in dismay at the realization of my unintentional talent.

The guards and I haven't said anything for a while. The deafening silence was the only sound present in the garden. Ricdorian could only blink his eyes and enjoy the surroundings without anyone.

This place is unoccupied. Other prisoners were not seen in the garden except for me, the guards, and Ricdorian.

Will he get away quickly? 'Probably.'

I looked down, turning my eyes to him. I'm glad that many prisoners have not seen this preposterous image of Ricdorian. I just saw him rubbing his face…Jeez, don't scratch your head with your legs.

"Who taught you that?"

"Arff?"

I squint at this young man's dull blue eyes. Right now, there's a dumb fool, eerie sitting like a whelp. What would I say to him now?

Clank. Clank.

Once again, the chain was pulled when he tried to reach me. I still couldn't conceal my intricate expression as I looked at the chain, which had changed to white.

"…uhm." I opened my mouth and spoke quietly so that the guards won't hear me.

"… Sit down." Good boy!

"Get up." I said, eventually.

But the sudden realization hit me. Oh, no…These…These behaviors. These are all actions of a dog.

Now, what the hell is this? What kind of situation is this? When did the handsome man with an enchanting beauty in the novel become a dog?

This was simply a different matter from his barking. So far, the language he used is the communication medium of dogs. But it's just not that, he even ate his food using his bare hands!

I thought about the contents of the book, but there was no such thing as this. Clearly, the book imparts that Ricdorian suffered from the curse of being a "beast,". But being a beast is not about turning into a dog! It was about being ferocious and being ten times more powerful than human beings.

Right now, it's easy to say that he's a dog rather than a beast, for that's the way he acts, like a mad man…But I didn't think that the description of 'dog' in the novel was real. I crouched down unconsciously as I lost all my energy thinking about all of these.

Clank. Clank.

I heard the sound of the chain once more, and caught eyes with Ricdorian who approached me directly.

"Don't bite."

"Arff!" Ricdorian barked and shook his head, assuring he wouldn't do it. But, how should I believe him?

"Come on. You're a good boy, right? Bite this one instead."

I pulled out my head lace skillfully, as he waited for it with his mouth wide open. Perplexed by what I did, the guard next to me, clapped his hands.

"It's stupendous! The magic prisoner was perfectly tamed!"

Sir, don't clap. Is this a situation to be credulous? Everything became too complicated now…Don't you know that I'm unfamiliar with all of these?

He wasn't a dog but as I looked at him, who felt so good having a soft, woolly hair tie in his mouth, I baffled even more.

I looked at Ricdorian with a head lace on his mouth and reached out.

"Hands."… The guard was still laughing out loud.

"Can't you get your hands on it? No, not your forefoot…I don't think you can't do it."

Oh, he wants to play pretend.

"…"

I looked into his eyes, squeezing his hand, who seemed to have given up the human way. I wonder why he does it with paws instead of hands.

It's hard to repudiate, but it was clear that there was a lunatic who taught Ricdorian the unspoken language of a f*cking beast.

In any case, even if he was a beast, he seemed to have heard and understood some human words, so things seemed to be short-circuited.

"Iana. I'm going to the office of the Prison Head."

Just as I wanted things to plain sailing, the chief guard approached me.

"It's hard to get past what has happened." He added. I looked at the chain once more and nodded in response.

"But now that the Prison Head has been away for a while, I will place the report on his room and see to it that once he comes back he will see you immediately. All of it should be known."

"I got it. But for now, Ric..ah.. I mean… what happens to this magic prisoner?"

I was a little uncomfortable seeing Lenag again, but it was an absolute order so it's impossible to back out.

But for now, that doesn't matter. I should be more concerned about the wild beast who caused a commotion in the garden.

The chief guard frowned for a moment and spoke again.

"I don't know why the redemption necklace didn't respond to our commands. Moreover, it's strange that it's still unresponsive, even if I tried activating the trigger many times."

"Have this happened before?"

"It's definitely the first time I've ever used this… I have never heard of anything like this before."

"I'm not sure." As he spoke, he turned to the other guards in query. Then they shook their heads one by one.

Whenever I pull out my hand from the chain, it would quickly turn black.. Will it unorthodoxly turn white to whoever catches it? Hmmm. I don't know why this is transpiring.

"Are you alright, by the way?"

"Me? Oh! Of course, yes, I don't think there's anything more dreadful other than being nervous and powerless."

I didn't know if he would turn into a wild beast again, but I was still clutching the chain as it had the power to stop the wild Ricdorian. Just to be sure. But my fingertips had been quivering strangely for a while now.

It might be that I laid all my strength in my hand. Why is it that all of my energy is falling apart? It's not really a big deal, but I feel a little breathless. Then, with the feeling of power being lost, still grabbing the chain, I felt myself falling from my position.

'This is not good.'

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Chapter 22 – The Impoverished Ricdorian Is in Full Swing (3)

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One of the guards grabbed my wobbling hand, stopping me from falling over. Good thing he was just on time!

"Are you alright, Iana?"

I looked up to him wanting to express my gratitude in saving me from plummeting. When suddenly, a loud noise from the chain filled the garden.

Clank. Clank.

I felt a rigid entity hooked around my waist. I paused a little then heard a familiar low breath, creating a titillating sensation in my ears.

"Ricdorian?"

Ricdorian, who stood up immediately, wrapped his arms around me possessively, and snarled at the guard who held me by my hand. What the hell is he doing?

My heart was beating so fast. His tickling breath doesn't help, it makes me more nervous. Afterwards, I held my palms up in front of the guards, gesturing that I am fine.

They seemed worried as I was enclasped by the magic crime prisoner.

"It's ok. I am ok."

The trepidatious guards kept their eyes on us, afraid that the young beast might mutilate me in no time.

"Shh. Shh. Good boy!" I said, trying to quell his abrupt aggressiveness, at the same time enshrouding my tension. Then, I slowly raised my hand and brought it to his face.

What if he bites me?

As luck would have it, he didn't bite. And as I touched his face, I felt a puffy sensation on my palm. His skin is as soft as a cotton ball, as if it was well maintained. I wonder what his skin care is? I chuckled at that notion.

But a moment later, he shook his face.

"Well, Ricdorian."

"Arrff?"

All this time, his arm, enclosing my waist, held me up. I felt the tightness of his hold loosened a bit, he must've felt soreness in his arms. Grabbing the opportunity, I immediately tried to strip off his arm from me.

"Get down."

Thud!

I swiftly turned away from the fallen man, and uttered the magic words.

"Ah, sit down!"

With a boom!

"Who told you to get up? Get down."

"Hum!"

The tension I was feeling earlier disappeared as I heard him whining. He looked so uncool with his belly protruding. I grinned.

Still, his disheveled look makes me feel anomalous.

As expected, his beauty is a crime. That should be the reason why he's in jail, and not for being a magic criminal.

"Hu.."

I stroked my waist with my other hand that was not holding the chain. His arm, which was tightly wrapped around my waist a while ago, as well as his firm touch that made contact with my skin was surreal.

I swallowed my saliva thinking of those…

'I see. His masculine physique did not flourish for nothing.'

When the situation was over, the senior guard quickly approached me.

"Hmmm, Iana. I think…For now, I have to send this prisoner back to his cell, will you help me?"

I nodded, agreeing with his request as I'm the only one here who can use this restraint, even though I was oblivious as to why this eventuates… But that was not the end of the guard's entreaty.

"And I'm sorry, but I'd like to ask you one more thing. It will take a few more days before the Prison's Head Guard comes back."

The chief guard said trudically, scratching the back of his head.

"Will you accompany us in the future walk of the prisoner?"

"What?"

"Oh, We'll try to find another way. But so far, this is the only way that we come up with. We need your assistance. Of course, I'm going to give you a separate case for this."

My eyes widened in surprise by what he just said. And I'm pretty sure that he saw my surprised expression right now….continue walking with Ricdorian in the future?

I looked at him, puzzled. I didn't understand why. After seeing this otter?

"You mean he's still allowed to take a walk after this turmoil?"

I bluntly said as I ponder.

"The prisoner's walk was ordered by the Prison's Head Guard. We do not have the right to change the command in his absence."

"No, but…"

"Of course, considering the safety of other prisoners, modifications for his scheduled time will be done. And it will effectuate as soon as possible."

Apprehending his explanation, that just means that the prison was no different from the army. That means you have to do what is commanded by the superior. If you are instructed to dig up mountains, you dig them up. If you are ordered to scoop up seawater, you have to scoop them up. Likewise, a person who was already given an injunction doesn't have the authority to break it off at will.

Somehow I stared at them with sorrow and uncertainty….you're asking yourself some trouble.

After a while, I remember everything that I did and needed to learn my lesson… I was devastated at this thought.

I felt a sense of responsibility as I am the one who requested Lenag for this. Somehow, I was compelled to agree…I don't know how I went from just a noble prisoner to becoming a dog walker.

In the fullness of time, the place where everything wind up, was at Ricdorian's cell. Upon arriving in his basement room, the guards bound him. Afterwards, they all went out, leaving only Hans and the senior guard, who explained everything that had happened.

"Hey, I don't think one of the restraints fell off his neck."

They tapped his neck and just like what I said, Ricdorian still had two restraints around his neck.

"Hmm, I'm going to keep that restraint tied up until the general manger comes back."

The senior guard glanced at the woeful young prisoner, who was now tied to the wall, and said, "We still have to do this."

"Tomorrow, even if the tool won't work with our commands, we still have to keep using it and get help from Iana instead." The guard gave me a silent salute.

"If that happens, then please take good care of me as well" The guard bowed his head and went outside.

At the moment, only me and Hans were left in the room. Soon after, I asked Hans for a moment with Ricdorian.

"You must come out soon, Iana." Hans said then left, while I remained in my spot alone, staring at the tied up Ricdorian.

He hasn't come back to his senses yet, as he showed his dissatisfaction by pulling the handcuffs around his wrists and banging the shackles in his feet. But as he returned to this basement, he looked more vigourous and at ease.

TLN: Otter was used to describe Ricdorian, since an otter is considered as cute/soft/cuddly and a dangerous wild animal at the same time. If you have any suggestions please share it on discord. Thank you very much!

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Chapter 23 – The Impoverished Ricdorian Is in Full Swing (4)

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Exhausted, I squatted down, with a little distance away from him, gazing at him with sincerity that I couldn't express earlier.

"I'm sorry."

I can't help but feel compunctious. I was ignorant that something like that would happen when I supplicated Lenag. 'Everything would be fine', that's what I anticipated. But realizing his true strength, even the guards Lenag assigned to him are incapable of handling him.

But didn't I enjoy reading this book with him tied up in chains? I caught myself staring at his deep cerulean eyes but then as I remembered something my forehead frowned.

I asked for nothing. I didn't ask to wake up in this novel…inside this prison, in the first place! I ranted in my mind.

Lamenting, I poked the end of the chain with my fingertips.

"But…I don't feel happy doing this."

Ricdorian, growling at the handcuffs with his teeth exposed, stopped and gawked at me.

"Was it good though? I really do hope it's good."

Ricdorian: "…"

His eyes that looked ravenous, in a flash, turned diaphanous.

His sapphire eyes that I once saw on the outside as violent, rough, and feral…now, convey calmness and are so fiery like blue flames.

I reached out slowly, despite being afraid of getting bitten, believing that the whole shooting match will turn out well.

As expected, he gently laid out his cheeks for me to touch. His coarse silver hair rubbed against my palm, as well as his soft skin.

I still can't believe his skin is this good when all his life he was placed in prison. Life is indeed unfair!

I was about to unwittingly pinch his cheek when he suddenly paused.

But no, it's more like he became stiff rather than he paused…And in just a blink of an eye, his ears gradually turned red, his cheeks in a feverish bloom….his neck was red as an elmo doll.

"You're back, aren't you?" I asked, "Then why didn't you run away from my touch?" I added and held his ear.

Just then, he bawled and stepped back. I felt this before when he was a beast, but I was still startled at his speed.

He doesn't have to run away like he saw a very wicked person…though being mischievous at times like this is not appropriate.

"Why, why, ah, you're still here?"

"Do you want me to go now?"

I caressed the necklace that had not been taken off his neck. His eyes shook as a response to my question.

"Don't be too shaken up. It's embarrassing. Also, I stopped your sudden berserk today." Of course I'm partly to blame for what had happened.

I poked his neck. Just looking at the two restraints in his neck feels so heavy, what more for him who wears it.

For the meantime, I just couldn't take my eyes off the necklaces when I promptly felt a pull. As I lowered my gaze, I saw Ricdorian vaguely pulling the hem of my dress, pursing his lips.

"…you don't have to be sorry to me." I said it with a little bit of hesitation. "Do you remember everything?"

"Most of the time. I don't.. I don't remember some of it but they're part of my dream. "

Most of them have no memories of turning into a wild beast. And I think that's a very cruel thing for them. However, when I think about it, it's still a good thing since Ricdorian doesn't really make a big deal out of it. He seemed to be not ashamed of his outburst. Well, the sense of shame seems to be more critical to his other personality.

"…I love it… being out."

"Do you still want to take some walks in the future?" He nodded.

I lowered my head slightly as I shook my head furtively. He didn't seem to care about the treatment he received when he was a beast. Also, he doesn't have any interest in the extra restraints placed on him.

Wasn't he subjugated too much? I suppose so. This novel was unnecessarily scrupulous about his restraints and misfortunes.

"I'm glad I didn't make a mistake."

Well, wouldn't it be a relief that I contributed to his small happiness in the future? It's too much to just look at the dark walls of this room and wait for more than four years for Francia.

I smiled tenderly as I gazed at him, his cheeks were bulging and somehow, he was trying to avoid making eye contact with me.

This is really endearing. I can't believe this weird person is going to be a decadent male lead someday and it would be so fulfilling thinking he became that with my help. Oh well, if you look at it heedfully, he was still in the process of becoming a mature person.

My eyes fell on his worn clothes.

"You're going to catch a cold."

I quickly grabbed a blanket and covered his body. Hmm, I brought it not too long ago, but it's already dirty.

I think I should get him a new one.

Without further ado, he turned red. But soon, he winced which made me jump off.

His poignant eyes seemed to shout, 'You vulgar woman!'… Just when did putting a blanket on someone become an assault?

"Hmm, do you hate it so much?"

The cell was colder, with the fact that it was deep underground. Though he might seem to be stronger than humans, but, I don't even know if he might be able to catch a cold. Still let's play safe.

Ricdorian: "…"

"Okay. I won't touch you again."

However, it is fun to see him flinch, but I don't have the vigor to do it today.

If you look at me full of tears… I feel like I'm going to do something really uncanny.

All of a sudden, I noticed that the time Hans set is almost over. I got up from my seat and thought of lying on my bed hastily.

I was so tired today, so I turned my back without minding anything else.

If only he hadn't caught me apace.

Chapter 24 – This Is What I Wanted To Do At First! (1)

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"Now, what again?"

Ricdorian slightly grabbed the end of my clothes, making sure that there was no skin contact. I wasn't caught, but it was enough to stop me from walking away. I realized, he's really fond of grabbing the hem of my clothes.

He had developed a new hobby, huh!

"Why?"

As I tilted my head, he bowed down, letting me see his red nape and back behind his collar. Wow! his entire body has turned ruby.

And despite that bonny sight, I endured the urge to poke him.

"Don't worry, without your consent, I will not touch you…" I said immediately as he looked alert with my adoring stare at his whole being.

Eventually, his hands moved, grasping my fingertips as if giving me the consent to touch him.

"Ju…just a little"

"Only a little bit?"

"Hmm."

I remembered that moment when he turned into a beast and hugged me from behind. His body temperature was as hot as the solar radiation that heats the earth. If he embraced me longer, I might have been a melted glacier by now.

I wonder if it's a trait he adapted from not being a human.

I blushed then swallowed hard at the sudden venture of Ricdorian in my fingers. His daring and bold deeds electrified me wholly.

"… This is a… this is okay."

His head slowly crept up, and his blue eyes, which could easily catch everyone's attention, turned to me.

How many more years do I need to stay here? I was seriously troubled.

Mister…this is a fervent temptation. A temptation I couldn't resist any longer if you keep on teasing me like that.

However, he was even aware that it might be wrong to touch me hastily.

He is the male lead while I am not. I am just a side character of this story so it is best to live a long and worry-free life while I'm still inside this rated-19 novel. I don't have any idea when I'm going back home. To my real world.

I'm not complaining, it's just that the more time I spend here, the more I am becoming attached to Ricdorian.

I wiggled my finger and dropped his hand carefully, ensuring not to hurt his feelings as I don't want him to think he's been brushed aside. Then, I carefully patted his cheeks.

This, for sure, is acceptable, right?

"Okay. I'll go now."

I slipped away from him, whose cheeks were like a blooming red flower, and shook his hands awkwardly. Afterwards, I turned my back on him.

"See you on the next walk."

The next afternoon, the senior guard came to me. I was told that no restraints were used on Ricdorian this time.

"It's very strange… I've never done this before."

Apparently, restraints that work well on other magical prisoners don't work on him. I thought maybe it was related to the beast curse he had, but I still don't really get it. In the end, the curse he had would remain a mystery to me.

There was no way I could know anything because first of all, I was unknowledgeable here. Though I have read the novel still, I am clueless about the actual extent of his curse.

All I knew was that he had a deadline because of that rose pattern in his chest. And only the heroine could release the shackles off from his neck that he had been wearing since birth.

"Anyways, I hope you can help me take the magic prisoner his walk now."

"Well, yes, of course."

Eventually, I decided to help him until Lenag came back from his business. In fact, I would really do so even without the request for help from the senior guard.

So somehow half of the day started as a mandatory walk, and a few days later, the fourth walk came about.

It was a good stroll. But not really a peaceful walk that was without ups and downs, twists and turns. After all, a bit of trouble makes life interesting.

As I stared into the distant sky, I turned my head to the sound of footsteps approaching.

"Arff!"

"Huh? Did you pick it up?"

I looked, with a vague glance, and saw what Ricdorian was doing….you really are coming around, huh.

The whole thing was different from a conventional walk. During our saunter, I realized for the second time that despite having the beast's curse, he still manifests good physical strength.

Sit down!

Arff!"

It's been a long time since I shouted 'Sit down'. How busting it was. I'm sick and tired of this, but at the same time, it was fun.

What a beautiful face…

I know.

This is because his diaphanous handsomeness, whether he is a beast or a rational person, stood out even more under the broad daylight. Furthermore, his tousled silvery hair, his blue eyes with a bit of fierceness, and even the appearance of the sweat rolling down look sacred.

"Arff!"… If only you're not biting a ball in your mouth, that's it. You would be quintessential!

"You want me to praise you?"

"Arff! Arff!"… Don't be a dog like this, Ricdorian. Please I beg you! I cried inside.

Why do I think I know all the expressions in this version of the beast? He doesn't even speak the human language. Well, it must be because I'm his trainer. I felt proud of myself.

Staring at him with a complex gaze, I quickly threw the ball away. He had good physical strength. I thought of treating him like a puppy as a temporary measure, at least he's not bursting out like a wild beast. However, doing so made it seem like I was pushing him away from this human behavior.

I threw the ball steadily, feeling anxious whether I should feel guilty or relieved now that he is at ease.

"Well done."

Finally, when I threw one more time, I turned my head away from Ricdorian running away to fetch the ball.

The guards, standing like a statue, met eyes with me. They looked at us with a slightly embarrassed face and smiled.

"… She's very good at dealing with that prisoner."

The senior guard, Anton Lee, would always be the one to explain the situation.

"Have you done this before?"

…What do you mean?

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Chapter 25 – This Is What I Wanted To Do At First! (2)

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"This is my first time." I rolled my eyes and shrugged.

In fact, they look edifying to me, but I was amazed at the nonchalant guards watching Ricdorian, who is like a hound.

"He seems to be more natural today, but does 'that thing' happen often? Well, I mean… the prisoner…"

"Do you mean the sudden uproar and outbursts?"

Anton got what he wanted to say.

"Not often, but it happened once. Magical crime prisoners have symptoms. They're mostly prisoners who come here using bad magic, suffering from different side effects."

Anton turned naturally.

"The prisoners who have spots all over their bodies, the ones who lose their memories everyday, hallucinations and so on. Long-time guards like me have seen different kinds of prisoners."

"So you can say that the magic prisoner isn't too awful?" I asked, as I became more interested with the conversation.

"I must say so. They are just out-of-control."

Strictly speaking, Ricdorian wasn't aware of doing it either. When he saw Anton during his third walk, and thought of the guards who had fallen to the ground with his extraordinary power, he smiled awkwardly as if he had remembered that disastrous occurrence.

Also, Anton thanked me.

"I was able to carry out the order with your help. Thank you very much. I sincerely appreciate your help."

"I would like to express my sincere gratitude coming from the Prison Head as well." You don't even need to mention him. If it's Lenag, it's better not to listen to it.

Sooner than later, I heard the sound of footsteps running from afar. With my chin up, I held out my hand without looking at him.

Receiving the ball like that felt weird somehow.

"Go, get the ball…it's my first time…"

As I turned my head, I saw a whole flushed Ricdorian. I held back my laughter at his burning hot ears. Oh, his rational side is back.

Is this his way of talking? Mentioning his first times? I grinned.

After I received the ball, I shook my head as I put it down. Then I sat down and stared at him, who looks even bigger

"Hey."

Ah. My neck hurt as I lifted up my head a little and made eye contact with him.

"Your firsts. Don't you get tired of mentioning it?" Then the blue eyes, as blue as sapphire, shook like a leaf.

"Ah, but. It's really my first time…"

"This is what I really want to do at first."

"Eh..eh…What?"

Doesn't he know it? There's a big difference between the firsts he is implying and the first that I just uttered.

I swallowed my saliva with a big gulp and smiled at him, tapping the free space beside me for him to sit.

"Sit down."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Well….why are you sitting on the floor, looking like you are waiting for something?

"Hey…why are you sitting there? Hey, don't sit there, but here." I wonder if animal traits affect him even when he's rational personality is awake.

Now. I gravely felt the seriousness of the situation.

"Hurry up and sit down here properly."

"Yes!"

For now, I think there is an urgency to teach him the human language!

I stared at the side of Ricdorian, who was looking seriously at the ground. As the saying goes'there's must be something in the water'as somehow he looks a little outlandish.

Glancing at his hair, which is undulating from his red forehead, I feel like I'm losing all the thoughts of innocence and purity. Maybe I needed to pour holy water in my head!

This doesn't appear to be a righteous outlook!

But yeah, wouldn't it all end up in the book anyway?

I know that I'm complacent and imperturbable. But what can I do now that I am already here?

I was not supposed to make colossal changes to this story. I also understand that it is not good to alter the plot. But I would feel remorseful if I will not give a little bit of happiness to Ricdorian, at the present time.

It would be funny to say this, but I knew my part and role very well. So hereafter, I will just keep on watching him instead of giving him any advice. Of course, I noticed that my actions so far had a great impact on him, but she is the only woman who can save his life. It's absolutely not me! I already imprinted that on my mind as I needed to know my place.

I wish I could go home someday after all of this. And forget everything…

Thereafter, I glanced down at the squeak of the chain and saw Ricdorian's hand, slightly larger than mine, once again holding my clothes' hem but this time he was silent, all throughout.

Ricdorian:"…"

I smiled a little as I looked at the redness of his hand as if it were touching my fingertips.

This is definitely bad, isn't it?

Soon enough, I wouldn't be able to control this.

After a week, the ninth walk of Ricdorian had come and unfortunately, it was also the time of Lenag's return. And as soon as he arrived, I was immediately called to meet him.

"How are you, Iana."

Lenag was dressed in a clean suit, he wore on the day we first met.

It was a prominent outfit or a uniform, I think, for most of the prisoners like me. Furthermore, a sleek silhouette stood out in the suit-like robe.

Wow, his body is in great shape. I can't help appreciate his wholesomeness even though he is a villain in this novel.

I sat down at the seat he pointed out, admiring his stylishness and sleek honest appearance. Then, he tilted his head with his eyebrow raised.

"Well, hello. You're not working as the Prison Head today?" I've always come here to see him working as the Prison Head Guard but to my surprise, he was not in duty.

"Yes. That's right."

The place I met him today was the top floor where the general manager stays. The guard, who guided me, said that nobody could get inside except for me. The feeling of being someone important was very mystifying.

Honestly, I was blindfolded coming in here, that's why I felt a little bit awry. But it doesn't really differ from what I always feel whenever I meet him.

Lenag, who noticed my nervousness, pushed the cup on the coffee table in front of me.

"I heard the story. The things that happened during my absence."

"Yes."

I put the cup down, without realizing, instead of drinking it. It's too hot when I held it. Drinking it might burn my tongue again.

When suddenly….

"You're great." He said, baffling me.

"Gre… Eh?????!"… Which part?!!!

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Chapter 26 – The Sudden Realization (1)

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If it's with reference to what occurred during his absence, then he must be talking about the redemption necklace that was supposed to deal with Ricdorian when turning berserk or it might be possible that he was pointing out the idea of my treatment of Ricdorian as a dog….But I believe he's pertaining to both…

As a matter of fact, what I did was nowhere to be considered'great'. I was just merely taming his beast side.

Moreover it's a good thing that I didn't drink the tea. Because if I did, I would have definitely choked the moment I heard him say it. It must because it was so unusual for a villain like him to praise anyone.

Was he even really complimenting me? Or he's just being sarcastic?

"Honestly, I commend the concept of treating him as a dog."

"Ahem."

Ugh!

As I coughed, I eventually caught his sare look from the blue lens which coolly reflected the light. He looks breathtaking. If only he's not a vicious, cold hearted, stern being.

However, he's using the wrong words right now!

"Is everything part of what your brother talked about? Did he ask you to do it?"

…and why is my brother's name being brought up right now?

I'm confused.

Despite his incomprehensible query, I tried to remain calm and pretend that I wasn't flabbergasted. My actions toward Ricdorian do not involve anyone. It was my heartfelt commitment to help him.

"…he didn't tell me anything. My..brother… doesn't know." I said cautiously as I don't want him to be suspicious of me.

My life inside this prison was something my brother was unaware of. If I try to remember, the two of us haven't had a proper conversation ever since I woke up. I had only written 'I am doing well' on the prior letter. Nothing more, nothing less.

I don't even know who my brother is in the first place!

To boot, the letters that I had sent were most likely requests of goods for my bribery purposes….but right now, I just had the most dubious idea ever.

There's no way he would think I'm using all those for myself, right? Or did he? Really?! I wasn't able to think of that possibility beforehand!

I closed my eyes and shrugged my thoughts off. I became serious as I tried to quantify the amount of cigarettes and alcohol I had requested so far…what if he thinks that I have too much alcohol addiction? And what if I cannot be released because of that?

I tried to imagine myself persuading my faceless brother and father that I wasn't an addict, but I am having a hard time visualizing it. I don't even know what they looked like and what they are capable of. I just hope they won't disown me.

Surely, I was careless and I am aware of that. I didn't care what kind of person I was, what kind of family I had, and who they are.

But one thing's clear, I am gonna be out of here someday and I have to face them. Maybe I have to postpone my requests, then. You need to be careful Iana. I said to lift up my spirit.

With that in mind, I looked up and met Lenag's gaze….why is he staring at me again in a ferocious manner? I would liquefy if he won't take his eyes away from me anytime soon.

It seems that it became a hobby for Lenag to stare at me, especially when I was lost in my thoughts.

I could feel his gaze all this time.

"Are you saying that it was Miss Iana's will? Everything that has happened so far was solely your choice?"

"Yeah?" I said in an unsure manner, trying not to upset him.

At this moment, Lenag was emitting too much coldness, enough to freeze me. So I unmistakably decided to shut my mouth and gaze at him similar to that of a trembling prisoner. As the saying goes, 'no prisoner is right in front of a guard'. It seemed as if he didn't take much of a liking with my answer to his question.

Soon, I flinched as he spoke.

"Ah…Oh. By the way."

I knew that I haven't sinned, but seeing Lenag stare at me like that, made me a scaredy-cat.

In a moment, Lenag nodded, as if he had just processed my answer earlier.

"Okay, then that means you're dogmatic… Anyway, the prisoner's walk will continue as scheduled."

"What? Why?"

I knew I just uttered a word or two but that didn't stop me from opening my eyes widely.

Is he serious?

No! At times like this, he was supposed to ask me questions like'how were you able to use the restraints?','why are you treating people like dogs?', 'who do you think you are?'although, he already knows information about my true identity.

Anyway, isn't it normal to be surprised by the suddenness of things? But it was me who was unable to hide my obfuscation.

However, Lenag answered with a stoic expression.

"Because that is what you want."

His answer made me more puzzled. And as soon as he realized what he just said, he further added a clarification.

"I made a promise to your father and brother to listen to whatever you want."

"… You said the same thing the last time. But do you really want to do this?"

Then I remembered, how much did my father and brother really pay him? Did they give all of their money to him? Or was he in debt of gratitude to them for him to obey them to this extent?

"Yes. That's what I was supposed to do."

But Lenag was too tight-lipped as he replied.

Why? Why? Why is he too reticent? Why can't I know more?

I can't read him like an open book. He's too mystical.

I lifted the teacup that turned warmer with a slightly sullen face.

"… To be honest, I was surprised that you treated him like a dog."

It would be strange to see a person treat another like a dog. However, I noticed the subtle nuances. Lenag, who said,'Treated like a dog', seemed to be having fun as of the moment. As if making a fool out of Ricdorian gives him entertainment .

Do you think this is funny?

But, come to think of it, why would my brother ask me to do such a thing? And why would Lenag think that it was my brother's request to treat Ricdorian like that?

Soon, with my rising conjecture of Iana's family, I narrowed my eyes and opened my mouth to question Lenag.

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Chapter 27 – The Sudden Realization (2)

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"It's not a good place to live with my family."

I just threw it just in case he would provide me more details about them.

"That's true. I didn't know you were paying much attention to the dispute of the two families right now."

It took a long time for me to grasp what he just said. My eyes widened in an instant with my sudden realization! I quickly covered my mouth with the teacup, swallowing a lump, desperately concealing my confounded expression, and pretended to drink tea.

My eyes rolled towards Lenag and saw him grin back at me.

Now, why do you keep displaying such an expression? What are you trying to relay?

Oh my gosh! I think I am going through an atrial fibrillation at this instant!

I did another sip of the tea that had already cooled down, thinking that my assumptions were absolutely right. As I heard from Baron, the current aristocratic empire was roughly divided into two, if not exactly.

It's the Archduke of Hel, Harnim, alongside Ricdorian and the Black Roses villains Domulit.

In addition, I am now au courant….Oh, My Gosh! I am so dumb! Why did'nt I notice this earlier?!

I connected the dots and came up with a conclusion that….

Iana's family must be an accomplice of the villains in this story!!! In addition, Lenag knows my brother and father so, my guess must be true!

My brother that I intuit as a good person, must be working under the ghastly villain and the sworn enemy of Ricdorian!

This is so messed up! What have I gotten myself into?!

"Iana, I hope you enjoy yourself here but please keep in mind that your safety is the most important thing here."

He keeps smiling evilly that I felt I was being stabbed to death.

Finally, when I realized the meaning of his gruesome smile, I nodded, tightly gripping the handle of the teacup.

Every time those cold eyes behind the glasses looked down, I rolled my eyes. Soon after, I laid down the teacup and wiped my palms with my trousers.

"Yes…"

Is that a smile that's gonna wipe all of your teeth? No! But Iana, let's stop being nervous right now. Rather, I need to think of a solution with all of these sudden revelations!

"I wish I could spend more time with you, but today is not just the right time."

"Did my brother ask you to do that, too?" I asked Lenag, who pretended to be nonchalant. His golden eyes rolled slightly towards me. The sharpness of the gaze made me gawk.

"Well, maybe, but right now I have other important things to do…" Lenag said.

"…just talking to two people." He added.

This room is the same as the other cells inside the prison, but something feels weird. It was when he tilted my head, that I thought he was a polite man.

"…Just two. So, are you thinking of…?"

"…What? Yes."

Then who else is in this room? I tilted my head in query.

Then Lenag, who was silent for a while, soon caught me staring at him in question. And as I looked at him, he swept my face away without any trace of expression. So I decided to turn my gaze.

Why did he do that? Did I do something wrong?

"…We should better stop talking now."

Right now?

I was flabbergasted by the sudden deportation, but it wasn't a bad thing, so I got up with his guidance and led me to the door with a cool expression.

"I will have the guard guide you."

"Ohhh…Okay."

He squeezed the doorknob firmly.

Why is he holding it so hard? It could break with the way he grips it. His blood vessels are visible right now. I can clearly see it.

The door opened and at that moment, the wind blew. I have closely seen his expression for a moment. Why, under those eyeglasses, his cheeks slightly manifest redness?

"… see you again."

However, I was blinded by the door that was quickly closed, so I thought that maybe I was just deceived by my eyes. There's no way he would blush!

In the future, you can do whatever you want here.

As I left Lenag's office, I frowned, it was because I felt an excruciating pain in my heart. I was having a complex state of mind right now!

Wow! I can't believe this! I just found out that I'm a villain's subordinate and it didn't make me a bit happy! Everything made sense now. And it was strange to realize that Lenag, a ruthless character, used me.

I got it. I've joined hands with my brother and Chaser, at this time. Both of them. Lenag and Chaser. It feels like I'm no different from them with the way I treated Ricdorian.

Both are the notable villains in this book! Chaser, the main villain, and Lenag, who assists him, a villain that has an unknown brutal side.

If Chaser and Lenag were at it right now, then this cell is like Chaser's. Then Lenag would not be pleased with Harnim's son, Ricdorian, who was the sworn enemy of Chaser. Considering how he enjoyed the notion of treating Ricdorian like a dog, my bad intuition must be right.

One might have wondered why Ricdorian ended up in this prison, which is like Chaser's chattel, and that is because the Archduke of Hel didn't know the partnership between the two and left his son in the custody of Kambrakam.

Of course, since it is Lenag, he would unequivocally hide his cooperative relationship with Chaser, and insist on neutrality as what was being set forth in the novel. Not to mention, there was no better place that could stop him from paroxysm except for Kambrakam.

"Wow. Holy crap."

Anyway, if he has already fallen into Chaser's hands, the situation will never be propitious for Ricdorian. But what matters most right now is the fact that my brother and father are a family that Lenag always listens to, and in addition to that I am one of the villain Chaser's subordinates.

It's frightful! But it was better though. I am not a person who is directly connected to them. The goal of getting out and living in faraway lands still hasn't left my mind. I still have a chance.

In fact, Lenag opened the door just after I took a step and grabbed me immediately.

I needed to go somewhere again for a while and if anything happens please speak to me through the guard and I will definitely come back.

He's going to be away again after meeting me. And if something happens to me, he will come back right away. But, I think no disasters will occur here. Still, I was so glad to hear it because we will have a lesser chance of contact as I don't look forward to meeting him.

"If only I'd be released from prison sooner."

Reminiscing of the rustic breeze, I took a walk to the basement where Ricdorian was situated.

"It's raining."

Drops of water rolling from the window were seen as I stared at it, which was just right in front of me as I walked down the basement. I couldn't hear his murmur because he muttered so little as if he was just talking to himself.

Soon, I raised my voice for him to hear it.

"Hey, it's hard to walk around today because of the rain. That's it."

"Yeah? Yes. right."

Before going, I asked the warden who guided me about Ricdorian taking his walk, but as expected, he said that walking under this rain would be too difficult.

"Would you like to go to the living room?"

"Well, no."

I shook my head. I didn't go to the living room, because I thought of seeing Ricdorian for a while. Shortly, I checked my pocket. Which were always thick as it was always full of whimsical emergency snacks, and each time they moved, they made a crackling sound.

He said he likes sweets but I wonder if he would like the ones that we brought. The pocket of the guard was also filled with snacks for Ricdorian.

"You look very pleased."

"Ah yes? Ah…Do I?."

As I went down the stairs along with the warden, I laughed at Ricdorian's shy face as I recalled it. He has a funny and unnatural taste. However, after a while, I arrived in the underground cell and stopped walking without being able to enter the cellar.

"Mister Hans?"

The atmosphere was strange, but it's not that something has changed.

"Oh…we're here, Iana."

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Chapter 28 – Unwanted Visitor (1)

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Seeing the door of Ricdorian's cell half-open, Han's expression promptly turned red while trembling. Even the lamps on the walls emitted redder light today. I simultaneously stared at Hans and at the cell, then looked down. I wonder why he looked so distressed.

Before long, I finally lifted my head from a puddle on the floor, as what I deemed it to be.

"…why is the door open?" I asked, confused.

Hans awkwardly smiled at me in return. His expression right now was so unnatural– as if he was hiding something. It's eerie!

"Today, there was a visitor who came in first."

"Oh.. Really?"

Instead of looking back at Hans, I stared at the iron window and nodded at his response. That must be the basis for his behavior right now.

"Well, Iana. I think it would be better to just go back today… "

"No, it's okay. I don't mind. Can I go inside?"

Apart from noticing the odd expression Hans displayed today, I also noticed an unusual feeling in this place. Whenever I visit Ricdorian, the door of his cell would always be closed. Moreover, through the slightly opened door, I smelled something familiar but was difficult to illustrate.

"No matter what I see inside, I will keep it a secret. I've been doing that, haven't I? Don't worry. I am too tight-lipped." I said, persuading Hans, who hesitated for a while but later on sighed in defeat, and gave me permission.

He might have construed my stubborn expression. For sure, he was afraid that our good-fellowship may be destroyed and that he would no longer receive any first-rate goods from me.

Inside the prison, it is natural to meet guards who are friendly, calculative and selfish. However, with great responsibility, the prisoner in charge cannot evade retributions once he causes trouble. No matter how peaceful they may seem on the outside. And therefore, I understood their selfish rationality.

I decided to hand over the cigarettes as I always did and teased him. These things surely are handful.

"Sigh"

I went inside the cage, feeling nauseous, and then stopped for a while to fix the lamp. The short distance felt so long. But I tried to stay calm, shaking my head. A little while ago, in front of the rusty cage were the puddles on the floor which I thought were because of the rain, soon turned out to be blood.

Holy cow! It's blood!

I had read this part in the novel. It's just that…

"… I didn't expect to see it myself."

I don't know why the narrative part that was written in the novel came into my mind clearly–as if it was just passing through. Was it because of the blood?

Ricdorian's father, Archduke Harnim, thought of him as not of his own flesh and blood. He was even considered a disgrace to the 'prestigious' Hel lineage. Reason why he did not hesitate to violently maltreat him and leave trails on his body…and even threw him in this cell! He even proudly told Chaser that he had abused his son before his own death.

My blood suddenly boiled thinking about his immoral acts.

What I couldn't understand was the reality that Ricdorian was still saddened by the death of his murdered father and loathed Chaser for slaughtering him. Perhaps avenging him is the only thing he could do for him in order to express his affinity, as he had no one to give his affection to. It might also be that the lonely beast just turned his hatred towards the villain. Or maybe it's like Stockholm syndrome. I don't actually know.

After all, human emotions are complicated.

Sigh.

Soon, I lifted up the lamp in front of the wall. Under the swaying flame, I saw a boy, ragged and savaged, bloodied and scrabbling. What happened to him?

"Ricdorian." I uttered, capturing his attention.

He trembled as he slowly raised his head, then opened his mouth.

"Arfff!"

From the stained, wounded body, only the azure eyes looked clean.

And at this moment, he tried to get up, his arms' staggering, thinking we were going out for a walk. I felt sorry for speaking a little too late.

"Don't get up."

"Arff?"

When I squatted down, I touched his wounded cheek.

"… It's the first time I became happy not to be able to talk to people."

"Grrrr! Arff, Arrff!"

Ricdorian slightly frowned, but soon he barked. I gazed at him with an ambiguous expression that was neither laughing nor gloomy.

"…I've been out for a walk to see you. But, what am I supposed to do?"

My finger rubbed his soft knife-like silver hair. However, unlike the other days, the tip of my finger caught something as I caressed his head. When I pulled out my finger, there was blood.

"Arff. Arff?"

Afterwards, I wiped the blood on his chin with my clean thumb.

"We will not walk outside today. Do you understand?"

"Wuff?"

He sounded dismayed as if he was really looking forward to our walk and it felt a little strange as his voice contrasted with his bloody appearance.

"We can't have a walk outside today with the way you are right now. I'm sorry."

I ran my hand across his cheeks under his unscathed eyes and I saw him closed his eyes as if he were enjoying it. Surprisingly, when he was a beast, he liked the essence of touch–as if he was hungry for love. My heart felt a pang of pain looking at him.

Funny enough, the two of us just met for over a month and got on a walk a few times. That's not too many times as much as a finger. However, I understood how he must've felt when I looked through the dark prison blockages everywhere. This place is lifeless and forlorn like a hell place where no love and kindness is apparent.

What kind of sane person would've felt happy living half of their life here. I chuckled sarcastically.

"Arff?"

"If I leave it like this, it will hurt, right? Do you feel pain anywhere?"

He needs treatment at this instant. So I tried to stand up.

Ugh! Oh, come on!

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Chapter 29 – Unwanted Visitor (2)

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As I gazed down slightly, I saw Ricdorian grab me, with eyes befuddled. For a beast, he looked confused. It was like he didn't want me out of his sight.

"I'm not going anywhere. Just wait a minute."

He was like a dog that instinctively felt his owner disappearing or leaving him, and even so, he shook his head and cried.

"Arrrfffff…..Arffff."

"Huh? Good boy. Wait here."

Speaking firmly, he may not be wearing the redemption necklace right now, but I felt his power slowly dropping. I took off the remaining fingers grabbing me and when I was about to pull out the last finger, I abruptly stopped.

It was because all of a sudden his hand held me. But it was a very cautious touch. Just enough to hold on to the fingertips. I stared at him and saw a very red face in the midst of that bloody appearance.

"Where…go…?"

The watery eyes stared at me, with tears at the corner of it that seemed to be proof that he was going through a painful state.

"…don't go…"

I looked at my hands with a disoriented face. I don't know what to do with this crybaby despite sensing why he is weeping right now. Ugh! I can't handle him.

It's unfair! I can't stand that look on his face. I might give in.

I wasn't even trying to run away from him. So I just firmly closed my eyes then exhaled deeply, and said..

"I'll be back."

"Rea…lly..?

I always knew that promises are meant to be broken, but there's nothing else I can do at this moment. I needed to treat his wounds and I cannot do that without any first aid kit.

"You know pinky swear? I promise. Hang your fingers."

I placed my hand on his little finger. Maybe it's a move that he is ignorant about, but he simply stared at me and let me do it.

Shortly, I felt like someone was coming so I stepped back and turned my back. And the boy, who fell behind his back, wiggled, but there was something else that was more urgent.

Rattling.

I opened the cage and entered to see Hans, who stared at me with a slightly surprised look with his mouth opened.

"Mister, do you have any medicine in here…" I asked him about some treatment but I was immediately stopped.

"No. No."

No matter how kind a guard is. A guard will always be a guard. I bit my lips at his response. Then I put down the lamp and ran swiftly on the stairs.

"Iana? You're leaving already?"

"Yes, but I'll come back in an instant!"

Ricdorian's wound was too severe. Will it heal quickly? Only I knew that the wound would one day be better, and that he must meet the heroine in that kind of condition. But I don't like seeing him wounded and bloody. I don't like him being in pain.

Where should I go? Where should I ask for help? Lenag? No. Definitely not! He may have already been out on personal business. I don't know if he would come back once I asked him for help about Ricdorian.

"Haaaaa! haaaaa!" I was gasping for air when I arrived in my room and searched everywhere but there was nothing worth using for treating Ricdorian's wounds. Of course, since I had never asked for medicinal goods before.

As I quickly browsed through my desk, I remembered the blank letter my brother would always send to me.

Yes, the letter!

Then, I quickly lifted the pen.

[Send me a medicine. The best one for treating wounds!]

It was the best thing I could do right now. For there was no medicine nor bandages available in my room. Only basic necessities are given to us.

"I don't want to use dog poop as medicine."

Long ago, bandages were forbidden inside the prison because it was used as an escape means and for self-harm. Of course, there were patients here, and there was a medical room for those patients. However, even if I go into the infirmary, it is prohibited to take herbs or medicines outside the vicinity.

There was once a man who tried to purloin sleeping pills from the infirmary and he was placed in the most eerie cell ever!

Soon, I knocked on a door and called the warden who was guarding the room.

"Hey, the letter. Can I send it today? It's urgent."

"You can. Today is the day we send out the bulk mails."

All right! Good timing! It was really helpful to get along with the guards.

Everyday, I would frequently ask the warden about packages for me and today, he happily approached me.

The letter was delivered immediately that night and surprisingly, just two days later, a package arrived.

"Wow, my God." I opened my mouth wide at what I saw.

Bunch of medicines in crystal bottles were delivered that seemed very expensive, even though I didn't know these various medicines and medicines. Of course, this was an item that should be obtained from the Prison Head but due to his absence, the warden manager was the one who delivered it to me.

He seemed to have a suspicious look, but he didn't further ask me. I just made up words and told the general manager, that Lenag, told me to look after myself well. Moreover,I had no time for him so I hastily turned my back and walked outside, pretending to be calm.

"I'm in a hurry."

I quickly ran to Ricdorian's cell. Since two days have already passed, my mind was extremely upset. I can't help but feel restless these past few days.

Hans let me in casually, bringing with me a beautiful pouch with medicines inside…there was no sign of surprise or embarrassment seen on him as the two of us became acquainted with each other. Although Hans knew what Ricdorian is like, he was still not in a state of agitation or worriness. It's not his job though, to be obligated with a prisoner's state.

As I entered the room, I was flabbergasted, because I saw something from Ricdorian that I was not supposed to catch sight of considering that I am just a side character of this novel.

That means this has happened all the time.

I just knew what kind of past the protagonist had as I read the book, but it was different being able to see it right in front of your eyes.

I'm sure I came here in a hurry knowing that he'll get better someday….but..

"…who, who?"

When I lifted the lamp, I could see the figure of a flinching little boy.

"It's me."

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Chapter 30 – You are pretty

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The shivering boy who looked up to me, stopped and then stepped back. I don't know if it's because he's terrified or embarrassed.

I couldn't read his expression right now.

His movements were like a flapping bird… this made me bite my lip tightly.Something was strange. Even his actions right now were also weird which made it hard for me to recognize who he was at first.

It didn't take me too long until I figured out why because the moment I got closer to him, I saw his appearance.…there were wounds in his eyes!

It was exactly on top of his eyelid. It is a kind wound that I haven't personally seen before.

The appearance of his new bruises were vividly seen in the dim-lighted room. It was like he was beaten till he crippled.

That looked terrible!

The blood that flowed from his cut hardened, which prevented him from opening his eyes…well, he might be able to open them but it seems painful for him.

Soon, I squatted in front of him, and opened the pocket of medicines I brought. I used the water that I had brought to wet the handkerchief and wiped his face slowly with it.

"…oh…" He grunted.

As I wiped away the blood, his eyes that were half-opened trembled…And as I stared at it, I could see his sapphire eyes gazing at me. But as soon as he saw me, he shook his head.

"Now, stay still, for a moment."

"Even if it's uncomfortable, just please bear with it for the meantime."

I followed him as much as he stepped back. The sound of the chain clashing was so loud that it echoed inside the basement.

Eventually, when his back hit the wall, he stared at me with a puzzled look because there was nowhere he could run.

"Huhu.hu…hu.. "

His face, which was covered with wounds, and his teary eyes, seemed to be filled with sadness.

In many ways, the sight of him is not good for me. My heart, specifically.

I couldn't take it. Every time I look at him, my heart feels like it was clenched in pain.

I knelt down in front of him and kept him in place to prevent him from running away. Slowly, I wiped his face. I was lucky that his rational side is awake today. It would have been a bit difficult if it was the beastly Ricdorian whom I had to deal with.

I would prefer wiping a Ricdorian whose neck up to the face was as red as a tomato than a growling Ricdorian. Much convenient, I guess.

But my thoughts were suddenly interrupted when I heard him groan.

Did I touch a wound?

Ricdorian's neck crouched.

I think it would be better to wipe his face instead. I needed to be careful not to hurt him more.

When I thought that his face was clean enough, I laid down the handkerchief and lifted the pocket once again. And when I raised my head, I realized I was too close to him. The boy's trembling eyes were right in front of me. My blinking eyes are close enough to his enchanting deep blue oceanic sight and it is drowning me.

Realizing that, I immediately shifted my gaze but then, after a while, I settled my eyes on him again.

"Ah…"

He seemed to stay in place not just because there was no place to run but also because of the chain.

I didn't mean to see him this close, but… he definitely has an indisputable appearance, the reason why I couldn't take my eyes off him.

It'd be awesome if I grew up here. I would be able to witness more of the evolution of this stunning work of art in front of me.

His blue eyes, which glowed under the light emitted by the lamp, glowed more in this dark room.

His slender neck like a deer, and his white skin that flinches and turns like a red rose whenever I touch him are all captivating.It's still too pure for this male lead with a decadent beauty to star in a rated 19 novel.

"Don't tremble. I am not going to eat you."

"Food…food..food?"

"No, I am not eating. This is not for me. I am preparing this for you."

"I'm going to apply the medicine later. Tell me if it hurts. Okay?"

"Yes? Yes?"

"But still, I will keep applying it."

"I am the one who…"

"With that hand? Then what about the chains?"

Ricdorian: "…"

A few moments later, Ricdorian shook his head, wrapping himself with his arms… the wounds would hurt too much if he kept on doing that position, I thought out of concern.

I gently lifted his bangs so that his hair wouldn't touch his forehead.

"Oh my God. You look better than me." I said in disbelief.

After my unannounced defeat, I blinked and smiled. My face is incomparable to his. It looks more natural than mine. I didn't feel any jealousy though.

He's a beast with a beauty of another level after all.

"Why, why, why, why are you laughing?"

"You're prettier than I am."

"That…… Not! You are!"

"What?"

I opened my eyes, screaming those words. He then tilted his head.

"What? Am I pretty?" I asked again, to make sure if I heard it right.

"… That, that's it."

Ricdorian lowered his head quickly, feeling shy. Oh, I thought I misheard it. I chuckled. How cute.

This made it hard for me to do a treatment in one go. But soon, he slightly lifted his chin with both hands.

"I see. You don't have to tell me that. I know you were just kidding. Just stay still. And don't forget to take care of yourself always. You need more treatment. I know your body aches."

I took out all the medicines with one hand and lined them up one by one. I wanted to pour it all out, but I was careful because most of the medicines are inside crystal glass.

Kind enough, my older brother sent me not only the medicine but the instructions about the medicine as well.

"Um, so you have a scratched wound…this one is for burns..No! Why did they send me burn medicine?"

He said in the letter that it was a manual, but I was so impressed that it was all written by him. I admire my brother's sincerity. I guess he's not that bad after all.

Just seeing them send me what I wanted, I could feel their affection and care.

But no! I shook my head. I needed to remember the facts! I shouldn't be swayed easily by their sympathetic acts. In the first place, I wouldn't be in jail right now if it wasn't for them. I saved them for goodness sake. Of course they have to return the favor!

When I was classifying drugs for a long time, I realized…that I asked them to send me a wound medicine without specifically writing its purpose. This is why I received so many medicines. It's a good thing to have this much medicine though, in case of emergencies. But! This is too many that I couldn't find the right one to use in treating Ricdorian's wounds.

I scratched the back of my neck….Hmm… this is urgent.

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