"Huft…"
The sound of footsteps rang sharply, accompanying that breath inside the silent, empty room.
As if it were the only sound that existed.
I could only sit there, motionless and mute.
I wanted to curse myself—for being unable to do anything in front of him.
Damn Arthur.
"So? How is it?"
I chose to remain silent.
Not because I was afraid—on the contrary. Or rather, there was no need for me to explain anything to someone as sly as him.
"No matter what, you won't be able to interrogate me."
"Monster."
His eyes widened instantly.
Perhaps my sharp reply was more than enough to knock the breath out of him.
And I knew—he didn't want to use violence against me.
Hah. A soft guy like him, using violence on me?
Don't get the wrong idea. I just couldn't wrap my head around it.
I couldn't even bring myself to look at his face.
I was disgusted.
"Whoa, calm down… my lady."
No matter what, I couldn't calm down.
"Oh? Aren't you the monster now?"
