CHAPTER 229: COLDLY DONE

"..." I look out the window, seeing Maya going outside. A week has passed, and I must say that this week has been horrible, not because Maya did something to me, but because my head seems like it’s going to drive me crazy.

Or maybe I’m already crazy, the messy cacophony of colors, smells, and voices that bother me daily is a hell I can’t deal with properly.

Maya said I was more mature and responsible, and since she had already told me what I needed to know, she decided to give me a walkie-talkie so we could talk even when she’s away.

It was a way to maybe help with my boredom since I said I was bored and would like to talk even when she’s busy cooking or cleaning the mansion.

It’s simple and always active, so when I press a button, she can hear me and I can hear her, it’s not bad, but the beeping sound and the static bother me, so I hardly use it.

Reading books has also proven to be a challenge, the letters seem to move, becoming a painful blur to observe, while everything seems to blur into a messy black and gray coloration.

Of course, along with the annoying sound of the page that, for some reason, seems like someone is scratching a chalkboard.

So whether it’s screens or books, nothing serves as entertainment for me since they’re all painful, which immediately makes the walkie-talkie one of the few non-painful means of entertainment for me.

I didn’t even have time to worry about Maya when she didn’t do anything suspicious. The worst isn’t Maya, but my own brain to the point where I now hardly leave that room that looks like a hospital.

Surprisingly, the white color, the smell of medicine, and the few things really help with my problems. The smell of medicine is literally just the smell of medicine, while the few things and few colors don’t hurt my vision.

"I wonder what Maya went out there to do." From here, I can see her through the window, even though it hurts my vision a bit, but since I’ve taken my medication, it’s at least bearable.

’Should I turn on the walkie-talkie?’ I think a bit and soon turn it on to hear her. If one side is left deactivated, neither side hears, but if both sides are on, everyone hears.

I stay silent to listen, and I hear footsteps, which is good, it means the walkie-talkie is with her. Since I’m bored, I want to hear what she’s doing, even though the slight hiss along with the footsteps bothers me.

"..." I go back to bed, listening to her footsteps through the device. She’s already too far for me to see anyway, and this is all the entertainment I have now.

[...I’m here...] I hear Maya’s voice through the walkie-talkie, but her voice is serious and rigid, as if she’s nervous about something.

[Why did you come? I already sent a report...] She speaks while I hear other footsteps.

’Is...there someone else there?’ I focus, I didn’t imagine there would be someone else, and what did she mean by a report?

(I came here because your report didn’t seem so reassuring this time or something, so I have to see in person if it was true or not) Another completely different voice, a man, speaks this time.

’A man...who? And see what?’ I’m on alert to listen, it seems Maya forgot about the walkie-talkie and the fact that I could hear if she left her side active.

[B-But everything is fine!! She’s still completely sick as always, with no improvement!] She speaks nervously, and with that I put some pieces together.

’Why the emphasis on me being equally sick?’ Considering what she said, I was worse than I am now, so it doesn’t make sense for her to say I’m worse when "I" have improved.

(I believe you, but the boss doesn’t believe, so I need to see the girl and confirm, you know how it is, right? I’m just doing my job) The male voice speaks seriously.

[This may scare her, and she may also get confused and...]

(Does that matter? She’ll forget it all soon anyway, and besides, it’s just her father who is "concerned" about her health, we don’t need to interfere with that) The man speaks as I try to find out more.

(Now stop trying to delay, I have to finish this soon and go home, the sooner we’re done, the better for everyone) The man speaks as everything briefly falls silent.

[I have a question, you said going home, does that mean that if I don’t send a response, Shizune’s Father will consider that everything is already fine since he doesn’t want to leave traces of a conversation with you?]

(Well, something like that, as I said, it’s not our job to question this family too much, you’re just a maid and I’m a ’humble’ worker trying to do his job) He speaks as I’m careful not to make any noise.

[It’s funny to see a criminal call himself a humble worker, it seems Shizune’s Father really wants to keep his distance from her as much as possible, since he decides to send people like you just to check on that]

(Yes, he prefers to stay discreet, and so do I, let’s hurry this up before I get annoyed?)

"..."

[Are you just going to see Shizune and nothing else?]

(Yes, I’m not in the mood to do anything with a disabled brat who just knows how to complain) The man says something slightly insulting.

[...] Another brief silence occurs, and then there are the sounds of footsteps. I look out the window, trying to see if there’s anyone there. I watch for a while until I see two blurry figures that I recognize as Maya and a strange man in a suit.

’It’s hard to focus...but I can see...who is that? Why does he want to see me to evaluate me?’ My brain goes on alert and paranoid, maybe I’ve deduced something wrong about my parents.

[Hey, wait a moment] I hear the walkie-talkie emit a sound again. I continue to look out the window as I listen to the sound of the walkie-talkie.

(What is it?) The man asks while, through the window, I see they’ve stopped moving.

[Come here for a moment, I have rules for not scaring Shizune] Maya says as she leads the man under the tree.

(Tsk, just say what you need?) He asks while I look out the window curiously, wondering what Maya is going to tell him.

’This is...’

(AAAAAAAHHHHHH...!! H-HHHMMM) The man lets out a deafening scream when Maya, in an instant, pulls a knife from her clothes and stabs him in the heart, immediately covering his mouth when he screams.

Soon she knocks him down and starts stabbing his chest and neck repeatedly with several cold-blooded stabs. Through the walkie-talkie, I hear the sound of the stabs, a wet and strange, unpleasant cracking sound.

"..." Soon she stops stabbing him and grabs his hands, starting to drag him behind the tree. I step back from the window, closing the blinds, immediately deactivating the walkie-talkie and sitting on the bed.

"She...just killed someone..." Coldly, she stabbed him without any further ado. I don’t know what he was going to do or why he came, but as soon as Maya knew he wouldn’t talk to anyone, she seems to have planned to do this.

"Okay...this...is bad, very bad...but not unexpected" I knew she had something wrong with her. That bizarre and bloody aura couldn’t be normal. And taking him to the tree and then dragging him behind it is also suspicious.

’Is there some strange body deposit behind there?’ My heart beats rapidly. The sound of death is unmistakable, and that messy red blur in my vision could only be blood.

"I think I’ll have PTSD from walkie-talkies for the rest of my life..." Not that I think this life will last much longer when my yandere is a psychopath who just killed someone.

’Should I kill her before she kills me?’ I think calmly, a somewhat cold calm. Maya is someone who just killed a person, so I don’t know if I can judge her as good.

With my power of misfortune, I could indeed end her life, but I have no way of knowing the results of that and whether I really should.

’It would be good to have Nyzz’s advice...’ She didn’t show up during the time in this world, but she’s usually the one collecting the items I’ll need.

’For now, I think it’s better not to do anything’ Being suspicious can only arouse her bad instincts or something similar. It’s better for me to just stay quiet and wait to see how she behaves.

The fact that she killed is not what scares me. At the beginning of this curse, yes, I was afraid of death, but now that I’ve died so many times, seen so many die, and even killed many myself, death has become somewhat banal.

What really gives me the chills is the coldness with which they do it. After all, if someone takes another’s life so coldly, what guarantees that they won’t take yours as well? Of course, I understand contexts.

If someone kills another coldly, but for a good act and because it is their duty, it is obviously different from someone who kills without good reason.

An example of this is Alehandro, who killed coldly because he was someone taught by the church to do so, while we have Flora, who killed for fun.

"When Maya comes back...I’ll ask what we’ll have for dinner" Maintaining normalcy is the most important thing in this situation. I have to prepare for a possible confrontation.