The moment a cold hand grabbed his ankle, Dan felt all the complicated thoughts in his head evaporate.
He just felt shivers and goosebumps.
“Uh... Uh... How...”
His heart was beating so hard it was ringing in his ears, and he couldn't breathe even though no one was choking him.
The corpse began to drag itself by its arms and slowly climb up Dan's legs.
“Ugh, let go of this...”
“Hey, there you go!”
Even Viscount Chaylor noticed this, as his voice calling him grew quieter.
But Dan could neither look at Viscount Chaylor nor answer him.
His gaze was focused solely on the corpse's unusually small eyes.
As if only he and this corpse, or something that couldn't be called a corpse, existed in this world.
Dan was so absorbed in this that he couldn't even think.
“Why are you doing this... Heh... Please don’t do this...”
Bang!
Dan, who was stepping back, fell over, unable to withstand the corpse's fierce force.
Soon, Dan's face became covered in cold sweat. Dan, who was struggling to somehow escape from it, froze at one point when a hand touched his shoulder.
It was saying something with its lips moving and a voice that sounded like a breath.
'What are you trying to say?'
After a while, Dan stopped struggling and tried to listen to the corpse, and soon he was able to hear the ghost's voice stuck to his ear.
I'll tell you a funny story
.
.
.
Whisper whisper ...
“Ugh! Aaaah ..."
“Here we go!”
When Chaylor took a step forward involuntarily, startled by the sudden scream, the corpse suddenly turned its head, grinned, revealing its bloody teeth, and then dragged Dan's ankle as it disappeared into the visiting room in an instant.
“Ugh, what, what is this...”
It all happened in an instant. Viscount Chaylor didn't even think to wipe away the sweat that was pouring down his face as he looked at the reception room where Dan had disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, Dan was dragged away as if his ankles were tied with a rope.
“Ugh... gasp...”
What should I do? What should I do?
Viscount Chaylor, who was breathing heavily and holding his heart that was pounding without him knowing it, soon gritted his teeth, turned around, and started running.
Must be informed.
He had to tell Simone that the curse had been activated.
“Lady Simone, the Grand Duchess has brought you a dessert as a gift. It’s an orange madeleine. Would you like to try it now?”
“Yes, I’ll eat. Prepare it with some warm tea.”
"Yes!"
It's peaceful. It's so peaceful.
In this world, there are no four seasons. The sunlight is always warm and the wind is cool.
Of course, there are very rare days when it snows or rains, but today is not one of those days, so she can just say that it is a beautiful day, just like a picture.
The roses covered in morning dew are truly sparkling even when viewed from the second floor, and in the distance beyond the entrance, the beautiful sea is shining brightly in the sunlight.
The Grand Duchess Florier strolled in the garden and the friendly-looking servants around her.
Knights guarding the entrance, cracking light jokes, servants carrying dry laundry, and chatting away.
“Simone, I have prepared some tea. The chef said the cake was sweeter than expected and prepared a bitter oriental tea.”
"Thank you."
If she watches them quietly, Anna will soon come with tea and dessert.
This is truly the life of a Young Lady in an ideal romantic fantasy.
It's peaceful. So peaceful.
I wish there had been no curfew.
“...Etch! No matter how much I think about it, the ban on going out seems a bit unfair.”
“What’s there to be upset about? You won’t get better until that cough stops, so just give up.”
“I was just trying to break the curse!”
“It wasn’t a curse, but it turned out like that because you were asked to do it by another family, right?”
“You did this for my own good? Huh? It’s all for the sake of the people in the mansion-”
“No way. Just stay quiet and wait in your room until the doctor comes.”
“...”
Simone just realized that she's not cut out for romantic fantasies.
“Curses don’t appear that often these days, do they? Could it be because of Master Jace’s presence that they come so often?”
“Hey, Simone. Why are you saying that? Jace will be hurt if he hears that.”
“It’s a good thing the curse doesn’t appear! You did something wrong and were grounded, so why are you complaining so much? Hurry up and have some tea.”
It was when Simone reluctantly picked up her fork in response to Kaylee's scolding.
“Simone, you’re here!!!!! Eeeeeeeee!!!! Simone, you’re here!!!!”
Boom bang bang!!!!!
“Oh my gosh, that’s surprising! What is it!”
There was a loud knock on the door, followed by a voice that was almost a scream.
Simone dropped her fork in surprise and looked at the servants with wide eyes.
The servants also looked back and forth between the door and Simone, their bodies hunched over.
“...What just happened?”
“Door... should I lock it?”
“Is that so?”
At least no man in this mansion would call Simone with that kind of voice-
'Huh? Come to think of it.'
Isn't that the voice of the Viscount Chaylor? It's exactly the same voice he made when he was trapped in the mirror.
“Uh, I’ll lock the door!”
"For a moment!"
"Yes?"
Simone rolled her eyes, her palms spread out in front of her.
What if that's Viscount Chaylor?
Viscount Chaylor almost screams as he searches for Simone?
It's a curse.
What if he weren't Viscount Chaylor?
A man's voice that shouldn't be in this mansion calls out to Simone, and the owner of that voice starts pounding on the door like crazy?
It's a curse.
'I have to break the curse.'
Then I can finally go out!
Simone spoke with a serious expression, her lips slightly rising and her mouth corners tightly pressed down.
“Something feels strange. If he's looking for me like that, then something related to the curse has happened.”
“Oh, I thought it was quiet for a while... And now that a guest has arrived, you’re cursing again..."
Simone nodded to the servants who had suddenly become thoughtful and pointed to the door.
“Open the door. No, I’ll open it. I don’t know what’s going on outside. Does everyone have a talisman?”
"Yes!"
The servants stepped back, each holding their amulets tightly, and Simone slowly headed toward the door.
Boom! Kwaang! Boom!
“Lady Simone!!! You’re here!!!! Open the door!!!! Arghhh!!!”
Ah, this isn't a curse, it's Viscount Chaylor. Simone opened the door without hiding her smile.
“Simone? You should call me boss-”
At that moment, Count Chaylor fell to the ground in front of her, sobbing and groaning.
“...Your Grace?”
“Ugh!!! Simone, no, boss... Ugh... We’re in big trouble... Lord Dan! Dan, Lord Dan!!!”
“Lord Dan? Are you talking about the young master of the Larson family who came with you?”
Simone's expression quickly hardened at the sight of Viscount Chaylor looking more serious than she had expected.
This expression and behavior. This is not the appearance of someone who has just discovered the curse and is running away, but of someone who has already witnessed it happen to someone else.
It wasn't something to laugh about.
“First, let’s bring Viscount Chaylor inside. I need to hear his story.”
“So to sum it up, when he came out of the meeting room, there was a dead body, and since he didn’t follow the instructions, he was dragged away?”
“Yes, yes, yes, that’s right. That’s exactly what you said...”
“Your Grace, you came to me because you didn’t know what to do with this?”
“Yes, yes...That, that’s right-”
Taang!
“Ugh!”
Simone kicked the table with her foot. At this, Viscount Chaylor, who had been trying his best to please Simone, cowered in surprise.
"Viscount."
“...Yes, yes?”
Simone's eyes looking at him were extremely cold.
“You were with him, but you ran away alone?”
“That, that! But I can’t help it-”
“Yes, really! I’ll take that talisman away...”
Viscount Chaylor held the talisman in his pocket carefully, knowing that it had protected him in this matter.
“Since you’re my employee and I even gave you the amulet, shouldn’t you take responsibility for him and save him! Do you want to get fired?”
“How can I get that... If I try to get it, I’ll be caught too...”
“At least make him read the instructions properly! Or attach a talisman to the corpse! Or drag him here by force! If that doesn’t work, at least shout for him to hurry and pass!”
"But..."
“I bet you were just standing far away and timidly calling his name!”
Viscount Chaylor sobbed and shut his mouth. He no longer felt bad about being scolded by someone much younger than him.
The sad thing is that he really did his best to save Dan, but as Simone said, it was true that he only called his name from afar.
“Oh, my. He shouldn’t have been cursed by the instructions! This is your fault, Viscount Chaylor. You should have done your job properly!”
“I’m sorry...”
There is no longer a trace of a smile on Simone's face as she sighs.
How could anyone be happy about the curfew being lifted when people's lives are at stake?
“Anna, go to Kelle and tell him that the curse has been activated and that Dan has been affected. I will go and rescue him now.”
"Yes!"
“Be careful.”
“Of course!”
Anna hurried out of the room. Simone looked at the sweaty Viscount Chaylor with a pitiful expression, not knowing what to do, and opened her mouth.
“It can’t be helped since it already happened. Before Lord Dan was taken away, was there any strange behavior that bothered you? Whether it was a ghost or Lord Dan.”
“Sigh...”
Viscount Chaylor looked at the tea Kaylee was giving him with a sad look on his face, then thought for a moment before speaking.
“There is... Something... It seemed like he was having a short conversation with Lord Dan. I couldn’t hear it well because I was far away, but, after that, Lord Dan suddenly screamed.”
And then he was dragged away just like that.
Viscount Chaylor bowed his head. If he had been a little more serious about the importance of the manual, as Simone had said, he might not have been captured.
He couldn't stop crying because of the guilt.
Meanwhile, Simone, who had heard his words, became lost in thought.
He just felt shivers and goosebumps.
“Uh... Uh... How...”
His heart was beating so hard it was ringing in his ears, and he couldn't breathe even though no one was choking him.
The corpse began to drag itself by its arms and slowly climb up Dan's legs.
“Ugh, let go of this...”
“Hey, there you go!”
Even Viscount Chaylor noticed this, as his voice calling him grew quieter.
But Dan could neither look at Viscount Chaylor nor answer him.
His gaze was focused solely on the corpse's unusually small eyes.
As if only he and this corpse, or something that couldn't be called a corpse, existed in this world.
Dan was so absorbed in this that he couldn't even think.
“Why are you doing this... Heh... Please don’t do this...”
Bang!
Dan, who was stepping back, fell over, unable to withstand the corpse's fierce force.
Soon, Dan's face became covered in cold sweat. Dan, who was struggling to somehow escape from it, froze at one point when a hand touched his shoulder.
It was saying something with its lips moving and a voice that sounded like a breath.
'What are you trying to say?'
After a while, Dan stopped struggling and tried to listen to the corpse, and soon he was able to hear the ghost's voice stuck to his ear.
I'll tell you a funny story
.
.
.
Whisper whisper ...
“Ugh! Aaaah ..."
“Here we go!”
When Chaylor took a step forward involuntarily, startled by the sudden scream, the corpse suddenly turned its head, grinned, revealing its bloody teeth, and then dragged Dan's ankle as it disappeared into the visiting room in an instant.
“Ugh, what, what is this...”
It all happened in an instant. Viscount Chaylor didn't even think to wipe away the sweat that was pouring down his face as he looked at the reception room where Dan had disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, Dan was dragged away as if his ankles were tied with a rope.
“Ugh... gasp...”
What should I do? What should I do?
Viscount Chaylor, who was breathing heavily and holding his heart that was pounding without him knowing it, soon gritted his teeth, turned around, and started running.
Must be informed.
He had to tell Simone that the curse had been activated.
***
“Lady Simone, the Grand Duchess has brought you a dessert as a gift. It’s an orange madeleine. Would you like to try it now?”
“Yes, I’ll eat. Prepare it with some warm tea.”
"Yes!"
It's peaceful. It's so peaceful.
In this world, there are no four seasons. The sunlight is always warm and the wind is cool.
Of course, there are very rare days when it snows or rains, but today is not one of those days, so she can just say that it is a beautiful day, just like a picture.
The roses covered in morning dew are truly sparkling even when viewed from the second floor, and in the distance beyond the entrance, the beautiful sea is shining brightly in the sunlight.
The Grand Duchess Florier strolled in the garden and the friendly-looking servants around her.
Knights guarding the entrance, cracking light jokes, servants carrying dry laundry, and chatting away.
“Simone, I have prepared some tea. The chef said the cake was sweeter than expected and prepared a bitter oriental tea.”
"Thank you."
If she watches them quietly, Anna will soon come with tea and dessert.
This is truly the life of a Young Lady in an ideal romantic fantasy.
It's peaceful. So peaceful.
I wish there had been no curfew.
“...Etch! No matter how much I think about it, the ban on going out seems a bit unfair.”
“What’s there to be upset about? You won’t get better until that cough stops, so just give up.”
“I was just trying to break the curse!”
“It wasn’t a curse, but it turned out like that because you were asked to do it by another family, right?”
“You did this for my own good? Huh? It’s all for the sake of the people in the mansion-”
“No way. Just stay quiet and wait in your room until the doctor comes.”
“...”
Simone just realized that she's not cut out for romantic fantasies.
“Curses don’t appear that often these days, do they? Could it be because of Master Jace’s presence that they come so often?”
“Hey, Simone. Why are you saying that? Jace will be hurt if he hears that.”
“It’s a good thing the curse doesn’t appear! You did something wrong and were grounded, so why are you complaining so much? Hurry up and have some tea.”
It was when Simone reluctantly picked up her fork in response to Kaylee's scolding.
“Simone, you’re here!!!!! Eeeeeeeee!!!! Simone, you’re here!!!!”
Boom bang bang!!!!!
“Oh my gosh, that’s surprising! What is it!”
There was a loud knock on the door, followed by a voice that was almost a scream.
Simone dropped her fork in surprise and looked at the servants with wide eyes.
The servants also looked back and forth between the door and Simone, their bodies hunched over.
“...What just happened?”
“Door... should I lock it?”
“Is that so?”
At least no man in this mansion would call Simone with that kind of voice-
'Huh? Come to think of it.'
Isn't that the voice of the Viscount Chaylor? It's exactly the same voice he made when he was trapped in the mirror.
“Uh, I’ll lock the door!”
"For a moment!"
"Yes?"
Simone rolled her eyes, her palms spread out in front of her.
What if that's Viscount Chaylor?
Viscount Chaylor almost screams as he searches for Simone?
It's a curse.
What if he weren't Viscount Chaylor?
A man's voice that shouldn't be in this mansion calls out to Simone, and the owner of that voice starts pounding on the door like crazy?
It's a curse.
'I have to break the curse.'
Then I can finally go out!
Simone spoke with a serious expression, her lips slightly rising and her mouth corners tightly pressed down.
“Something feels strange. If he's looking for me like that, then something related to the curse has happened.”
“Oh, I thought it was quiet for a while... And now that a guest has arrived, you’re cursing again..."
Simone nodded to the servants who had suddenly become thoughtful and pointed to the door.
“Open the door. No, I’ll open it. I don’t know what’s going on outside. Does everyone have a talisman?”
"Yes!"
The servants stepped back, each holding their amulets tightly, and Simone slowly headed toward the door.
Boom! Kwaang! Boom!
“Lady Simone!!! You’re here!!!! Open the door!!!! Arghhh!!!”
Ah, this isn't a curse, it's Viscount Chaylor. Simone opened the door without hiding her smile.
“Simone? You should call me boss-”
At that moment, Count Chaylor fell to the ground in front of her, sobbing and groaning.
“...Your Grace?”
“Ugh!!! Simone, no, boss... Ugh... We’re in big trouble... Lord Dan! Dan, Lord Dan!!!”
“Lord Dan? Are you talking about the young master of the Larson family who came with you?”
Simone's expression quickly hardened at the sight of Viscount Chaylor looking more serious than she had expected.
This expression and behavior. This is not the appearance of someone who has just discovered the curse and is running away, but of someone who has already witnessed it happen to someone else.
It wasn't something to laugh about.
“First, let’s bring Viscount Chaylor inside. I need to hear his story.”
***
“So to sum it up, when he came out of the meeting room, there was a dead body, and since he didn’t follow the instructions, he was dragged away?”
“Yes, yes, yes, that’s right. That’s exactly what you said...”
“Your Grace, you came to me because you didn’t know what to do with this?”
“Yes, yes...That, that’s right-”
Taang!
“Ugh!”
Simone kicked the table with her foot. At this, Viscount Chaylor, who had been trying his best to please Simone, cowered in surprise.
"Viscount."
“...Yes, yes?”
Simone's eyes looking at him were extremely cold.
“You were with him, but you ran away alone?”
“That, that! But I can’t help it-”
“Yes, really! I’ll take that talisman away...”
Viscount Chaylor held the talisman in his pocket carefully, knowing that it had protected him in this matter.
“Since you’re my employee and I even gave you the amulet, shouldn’t you take responsibility for him and save him! Do you want to get fired?”
“How can I get that... If I try to get it, I’ll be caught too...”
“At least make him read the instructions properly! Or attach a talisman to the corpse! Or drag him here by force! If that doesn’t work, at least shout for him to hurry and pass!”
"But..."
“I bet you were just standing far away and timidly calling his name!”
Viscount Chaylor sobbed and shut his mouth. He no longer felt bad about being scolded by someone much younger than him.
The sad thing is that he really did his best to save Dan, but as Simone said, it was true that he only called his name from afar.
“Oh, my. He shouldn’t have been cursed by the instructions! This is your fault, Viscount Chaylor. You should have done your job properly!”
“I’m sorry...”
There is no longer a trace of a smile on Simone's face as she sighs.
How could anyone be happy about the curfew being lifted when people's lives are at stake?
“Anna, go to Kelle and tell him that the curse has been activated and that Dan has been affected. I will go and rescue him now.”
"Yes!"
“Be careful.”
“Of course!”
Anna hurried out of the room. Simone looked at the sweaty Viscount Chaylor with a pitiful expression, not knowing what to do, and opened her mouth.
“It can’t be helped since it already happened. Before Lord Dan was taken away, was there any strange behavior that bothered you? Whether it was a ghost or Lord Dan.”
“Sigh...”
Viscount Chaylor looked at the tea Kaylee was giving him with a sad look on his face, then thought for a moment before speaking.
“There is... Something... It seemed like he was having a short conversation with Lord Dan. I couldn’t hear it well because I was far away, but, after that, Lord Dan suddenly screamed.”
And then he was dragged away just like that.
Viscount Chaylor bowed his head. If he had been a little more serious about the importance of the manual, as Simone had said, he might not have been captured.
He couldn't stop crying because of the guilt.
Meanwhile, Simone, who had heard his words, became lost in thought.
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