The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me

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She wasn't here. But Richard said it as if she were by his side.

Because Richard, the transcendent, was sensitive to sound, he was able to overhear the conversation between Marie and the gatekeeper outside.

"...What should I do?"

In the face of a difficult situation, he wanted to see the maid serving his meal panicking.

He didn't want to tell her that much.

"It looks like she will get some help, so should I let her know—"

Whichever one he chooses, it was going to be pretty fun.

Richard waited for his maid to come to him at dawn.

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Was the chef originally a person who takes good care of others, unlike his grumpy attitude?

He had been serving desserts for the past few days, and the condition of the dessert had changed significantly since I told him about the problem of the kitchen maid.

The taste was delicious, but—

How am I going to finish eating this 2 tier cake?

"If you don't want to eat, don't eat."

Unlike his cold tone, he held out a two-tier cake in front of me.

"...Thank you, I will eat it well."

What's wrong with him all of a sudden?

I didn't know. All I knew was that good was good.

It was too much to put a two-tier cake in the tray.

Using a trolley, I placed Richard's meal and the cake given to me and went to Richard's room.

However, there was a male servant who was dressed in a shady outfit that I had never seen in the basement.

I blinked at the gatekeeper. Who is he?

Then the gatekeeper shook his head as if he didn't know.

"Rosie! I heard you're serving that monster's meal."

Ah, does he know Rosie?

"...Yes, so?"

"Aren't you tired?"

The servant gave a burdensome glance and wiped the back of my hand holding the trolley.