You Think I Won't Talk? Chapter 423

"... Right... Marianne has great elegance while dancing." — He said, staring at us the whole ti the girls were talking, completely without the fondness his voice conveyed. — "It makes recall... we have yet to share a dance together, don’t we?"

’... be specific... I’m sure we did dance.... Only not in public.’ — Recalling that ti he forced us to dance in the dark of our bedroom, I revived the chill I experienced since the closeness was appalling.

Trying to remain composed, I softly smiled at him with my body’s current limits without much truth in it, aware that at this ti and place, provoking him would not be convenient for the mister’s house.

"Have you truly? Then, young Lord Paul, please do not mind our company!"

"Indeed, you may as well take your sister’s hand for a piece tonight."

"Lady Marianne appears anticipating of it."

’EXCUSE ??... Who?? Where? When???... this lady has sight issues for sure!’ — I thought, baffled by the insolence of placing feelings in I certainly don’t have when it cos to this psychotic brother of ours.

Yet of course... he was as delusional as those ladies... because he believed such bull*hit completely, smiling widely as he slyly accepted the suggestion that suited his madness.

"Do you truly not mind, ladies?"

"But of course we do not! Go ahead, please!" — The won... ignorantly excited said... sending to psychological torture since not much could he do physically in public.

"If so..."

’...ugh...’

He took my hand, almost forcefully... and I followed him to the dance floor... sohow playing in my head a death march instead of letting the vibrant music turn this dance into sothing pleasant.

"..... Marianne." — As I expected, he started talking. Only a bit too threatening unlike I would have imagined. — "You have missed , haven’t you?"

’... not really...’

"I know... they are depriving you from eting . Father’s been acting strange... your letters never ca to ... I’m sure it’s because that man is getting in the way."

’Letters... sure... what... did this guy eat? What letters dude.’ — Weirded out by how serious he was telling this while he also didn’t care for saving so distance, I couldn’t help but open my eyes as he brought us closer, so unnecessarily for the kind of music that was playing.

"... Sister... my little sister..... You have not changed... you’re as warm as always to ..."

’Again... WHEN??’ — Horrified by how little care he had by leaning so close, I had to back down a little, disguising the separation with a beautiful movent so he wouldn’t suddenly go loco in front of these people.

The fact I wanted to tell on him didn’t an I wanted it to be public, much less at a place and occasion like this.

’Everyone’s having a good ti. We have to keep him ta... it’s Clente’s celebration godd*mn it!’

"Ah... haha Marianne you’re so beautiful..."

’Ugh! Eff*ng hell... so disgusting to hear it from you!’ — I thought trying to act normal while goosebumps traversed even my clothes from the nausea.

"... Marianne, listen closely..." — However, bringing forcefully closer he said in a creepy whisper. — "I’m doing my best so we can be together..."

... what?

"Last ti, we couldn’t take you... at the hunting competition... but don’t worry." — To what he whispered in my ear... I blanked out. Confused at what the aning of this could be. — "As many tis as it’s needed... I’ll make it so we can be together. Only wait... Yes?"

His hand that had pulled us back to a close dance moved up my back terrifyingly confident as his golden eyes gazed at us as if dreaming to fulfill his sayings and yet... all it induced in was fear... because now the monster that had attacked us had soone I honestly didn’t expect behind.

— TakE yOu wiTH ~ —

The distorted voice of the monster at that ti resounded chaotically loud in our head... and I felt ourselves along with Marianne deprived of air... because given what he was saying now...

’..... He... don’t tell he sent that thing to get us...’

"It’s not going to be long... I swear."

’... Is he who is supposed to kill us?’

"....."

"Haha~ that’s right, smile my lovely Marianne... I’m not going to let anyone separate us."

"....."

I am confident I never smiled in front of him, at least not naturally... but that couldn’t even beco a concern anymore.

The thought... it simply crossed my mind after hearing his delusions... and for once... I wholeheartedly feared our future...

mories of my past... of course, I wouldn’t want for it to repeat in this life...

"Next ti, I swear we won’t fail, Marianne. Rest assured."

Later he said, smiling so inconsiderably satisfied with himself, that in my shock... I only managed to beco the doll he needed so his disturbed head wouldn’t do sothing worse than sowing this terrifying supposition I ca to.

’... like Seth... maybe...’ — Maybe Marianne never died to begin with... or maybe she did... but this psychopath made it appear like that...

"..."

I’m... I tend to forget only because I don’t see him often...

"Marianne, the dance move isn’t like that~ haha!"

But he’s a demon... that could turn just into a devil like Seth...

"Hold my hand, rember I used to teach you how to dance. The dance should be like this~" — Indifferent to my appalled and growing stiffness, Paul continued to enjoy a dance I was petrified of.

Everything tonight suddenly beca foolish in my eyes. Enjoying myself... feeling glad of the things I learned and the people I t... all of it... I felt foolish for letting ourselves so pleasantly forget the dangers we are ant to go against as long as the original novel... Has this guy in it...

’Even if we survive until the start... this guy will never cease his madness...’ — I blankly contemplated, trying not to place mind in the way he moved us to his liking during this horrendous dance. — ’What I... what we have to do... I have it clearer now-’

"Little Duke Paul, do excuse my interruption yet I need you to grant lady Marianne’s attention to myself."