One night, Oscar found the key to the safe he had once searched for so desperately.
The one who brought the key and became a living key was a woman who was anything but ordinary.
Her tearful eyes, her naive behavior, even her name and appearance.
The woman was strangely irritating.
He didn't even want to ponder how to describe that irritating feeling.
So, he tried to put her aside for a while.
"I... Want to be by Your Excellency's side."
It was ridiculous to call it sincerity, and far too pathetic to call it seduction.
Therefore, he who was so eager for it must have been a fool.
Despite all the insults, the woman kept approaching him.
Oscar von Reichinhardt played on those small, soft palms, which were completely devoid of calluses.
Therefore, I must hold you accountable.
To you, who had no sincerity for even a single moment.
Until the very end...
To you who hid even your name from me,
I'm going to hold you mercilessly accountable.
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