“I’m the younger sister of Deville, the soon-to-be head of a great noble house.
Lend me 500 to raise an army, and once I succeed, I’ll make you King of the North.”
—That message, which sounded like a scam text, was exactly what Torina felt inside.
She quickly figured out what was going on.
Patty really was an assassin.
Patty’s sweet and obedient act was all fake.
Patty’s so-called “family” was fake too.
Patty’s suggestion to pretend to be a couple was just a cover for her real intentions.
—She’d guessed all of this, but since she didn’t have solid proof, she’d kept quiet.
In reality, she’d been on guard the whole time.
What she hadn’t expected was that Patty had already noticed her suspicions, and just played along, waiting for Torina to slip up.
All the messages she’d left for her Teammates had been intercepted by Patty, and they’d probably only just realized she was missing.
There was no way to pinpoint where she was being held, and the drugs in her system left her completely unable to resist.
Now, Patty was sitting at a low table nearby, maintaining her gear (daggers, throwing knives, poison needles, mini crossbows, etc.), while Torina could only lie helplessly on the ground, staring at her.
“You… are you with the Brotherhood?” Torina tried probing.
“You know about the Brotherhood?”
“Yeah (I read the original novel), I know it’s a dangerous assassin organization… but I didn’t expect you to be a Brotherhood assassin so soon.”
“Life is always full of uncertainties.”
“Can you tell me… why did you kidnap me? Is there a client? Who hired you?”
“Even if I told you, you wouldn’t know them.”
“What about your companions? Are they all assassins too? Where are they?”
“We had a little disagreement, got into a fight.
They wanted to hand you straight over to the client, but I just wanted your intel.
After all, the client only wanted to investigate your secrets at first.”
“!?” Her… secret?
“Your sudden changes lately, all those actions that can’t be explained by just trying things out, have made some people very curious about you.”
“So, the client sent you guys to investigate my secret, and you used the fake couple thing as an excuse to get close to me… even though you don’t actually know what my secret is?”
“…………” Patty went silent for a moment, and Torina knew she’d hit the mark.
“Whatever, Captain, I know you’re definitely hiding something.
Just tell me, it’ll be better for everyone.”
“Mmm…” The identity of that “client” was really bugging her, but for Torina, surviving this was the most important thing right now.
“If I tell you, will you let me go?”
“That depends.”
“Then I’m not telling.”
“You will.
I’m very, very, very, very good at making people talk.”
Patty held up a dagger she’d polished to a shine, examining it.
Her slender, delicate fingers played with the hilt, and the mirror-like blade reflected her face.
“My specialty is peeling people’s skin off with a dagger, like taking off a coat.
Want to try it?”
“No, no, no…” Torina shivered.
“That’s not up to you.”
Patty flicked her wrist, and the dagger flew past Torina’s face, embedding itself in the wall.
“…Hey, can we talk this out?”
“Don’t beg for mercy yet, I’m not asking you to talk now—sigh, honestly, it doesn’t matter if you talk or not.
Since I’ve already pissed off both my clan and the client, even torturing you won’t help… I do stupid things sometimes too.”
Patty sighed—but then, a dangerous smile curled at the corner of her mouth.
“I’m probably already on their hit list, right? They’ll be coming soon to kill me and take you away.”
“…Need my help? I can help you fight them, then you let me go.”
“Pfft, hahaha! You’re worried about me? Think I can’t beat them? No, no, no, they’re just a bunch of disgusting blood slaves.
If they try to kill me or take you away… heh… hehehehe…”
She let out a twisted, weird laugh, her cold face tinged with a hint of bloodthirsty madness.
“I’ve been sick of them for a long time, you know? I don’t care about going back to the inner circle or not, sucking up to those guys is so boring… hehehe, if they come, I’ll kill them, skin them, break their bones, drain their blood, let them know what real terror is… No one can kill me, and no one can take you from me.
Absolutely.”
“Whoa…” Torina couldn’t help but sigh.
Just look at Patty now.
That deranged laugh.
Those cruel words.
And that terrifying possessiveness—“No one can take you from me.”
So basically—
“You’re a yandere!?”
“…What’s a yandere?”
“Well…” Torina’s otaku lecture time! “It’s… basically someone who has a twisted, obsessive love for someone, and does all sorts of extreme things to show it.”
At that, Patty looked at Torina like she was an idiot—
“But I don’t love you at all, so where’s the ‘extreme behavior to show love’ coming from?”
“…Huh?” Torina was stunned.
That hit harder than finding out Patty was a villain.
“You don’t love me at all???”
“Why would I love you? You’re arrogant, narcissistic, perverted, always looking for shortcuts, you’re just full of bad taste from head to toe.
Other than weirdos like Milora and Anna-veil, who would like someone like you?”
“Ugh!!!!” That brutally honest critique almost gave Torina a heart attack.
“What’s wrong? Are you that hurt? Did you really think I liked you all this time?”
“If you don’t like me, why didn’t you hand me over to your companions? Why won’t you let anyone else take me?”
“Because it’s in my best interest, what else? I’ve never fallen in love with anyone.”
“Ughhhh…” Torina could barely breathe.
What kind of yandere locks up someone they don’t even like!!
“Don’t pout, smile for me.” Patty suddenly got annoyed.
“How am I supposed to smile…”
“Do you not get it? I could kill you like a pig any time I want.
Right now, you have to do what I say.”
Patty put down the knife, grabbed Torina’s chin, and forced her to smile.
Torina could only manage a half-hearted grin—this was the most unwilling smile of her life.
“You’re smiling way too reluctantly.”
“You’re so demanding… Why do I have to smile?”
“Because seeing you smile makes me feel better.”
“Huh?”
“When I see you smile at me, I feel this warm sensation in my chest, and my brain releases dopamine.
It feels really good.”
Eh? Why does this feel a little… off?
“Then… what if I cry?” As she spoke, Torina squeezed out a few tears—only for Patty to roughly wipe them away immediately.
“I didn’t give you permission to cry.”
“Why won’t you let me cry?”
“When I see you cry, my heart feels like it’s being squeezed and I get irritable.
It’s definitely a negative effect on my mental state.”
Eh? This feels even weirder?
