Obsession... What's That? I Just Wish Someone Would Help Me Escape - Chapter 37
Number 30 pointed at me, wearing an expression of genuine resentment.
“We were in love. But ever since we got here, she’s been betraying me, trying to seduce Prisoner Number 1 and Prisoner Number 2 with her body. I never thought she could be so shallow…”
“Me? With you? Are you insane? What the hell are you talking about?”
I was so flabbergasted that I could barely form coherent sentences.
“Number 49, were you trying to seduce me?”
Johann looked down at me, asking seriously.
Why are his ears turning red? Does he actually believe that nonsense?
“No, it’s not like that. That guy lies every time he opens his mouth…”
Normally, anyone would empathize with that story and be angry with me. But Johann wasn’t an ordinary person with a conventional mindset.
He didn’t even listen to the rest of my explanation and turned to Number 30.
“Hmm, then just be a man and accept the change.”
Johann, seemingly pleased with his own conclusion, added,
“She likes me now. It’s as simple as that, right?”
Number 30’s face turned pale.
Anyone watching would think he really had his lover stolen from him.
Johann, holding my hand, spoke in an unusually gentle voice.
“Let’s go to sleep now.”
“Huh? In broad daylight?”
“It doesn’t matter if it’s day or night.”
What is this lunatic talking about now?
“Why haven’t you come over yet?”
Johann, now holding Enrique’s hand as well, made another crazy statement.
“We’re going to sleep. Want to join?”
“Sure.”
Enrique nodded without even knowing what Johann meant.
Seriously, what is wrong with these guys? What does that make me, then?
“Wow—two strong, handsome men! I’m thrilled!”
In times like this, it’s best to just follow their craziness.
“Ugh…”
Behind us, I could hear Number 30 grinding his teeth in frustration as we walked away.
***
As we walked together, I finally asked the question that had been bothering me.
“So why are you taking me with you?”
“Because you’re needed.”
Johann’s response was simple and straightforward.
Why would someone as weak as me be needed for anything?
Given his abnormal thinking, I couldn’t help but feel uneasy.
I swallowed hard.
“Are you planning to use me as firewood or food…?”
Johann’s emerald eyes narrowed as he brushed back his jet-black hair.
Then, in a voice laced with subtle sensuality, he spoke.
“I told you. To sleep together.”
Could it be that he believed Number 30’s claim that I was trying to seduce him and finally made up his mind?
When was he going to stop acting like a cat, rubbing up against me only to hiss and scratch when I touched him?
I did confirm he was a healthy man in his prime back in the cornfield.
I looked at this man, whose words were as wild as his actions, with cloudy eyes.
“Sleep together? Didn’t you say that just to help me out of a tough spot?”
Johann stretched his arms forward, yawning.
He looked like a lanky jaguar.
Despite the gravity of his words, his expression remained indifferent.
“It gets a bit cold here at night.”
Compared to the decadent look in his eyes and the sultry atmosphere, the reason was surprisingly mundane.
His eyes narrowed as he twirled a lock of my hair around his finger.
“We’ve already slept in the same room before. What’s the big deal? Did you think I meant something like xx or xxx or even xxx?”
It was a festival of vulgarity.
To preserve my sense of propriety, I decided to mentally replace those words with chess, Jenga, and Halli Galli.
Board games at night sounded very wholesome.
As Enrique bent down to gather stones, he spoke.
“Johann, want to play chess later?”
“Sure, this time I won’t go easy on you. Want to join? Can three people play?”
Squinting in the sunlight, Johann looked at me.
Playing chess in the middle of the day with the three of us?
I quickly shook my head, whipping my inner demons into submission.
It seemed I had failed to properly censor my thoughts.
“No, it’s not that…”
I am, in fact, quite a degenerate person.
That’s why I enjoyed reading novels featuring handsome men spouting vulgar lines.
I tried to change the subject as I looked across the dense tropical rainforest.
“It seems like a tropical island. Is the temperature fluctuation significant?”
Enrique replied as if he had foreseen the future.
“Yes, it’s bad enough that if you wander alone, you could freeze to death. That’s why we brought you along.”
How cold does it get? Is there going to be a sudden ice age or something?
“Enrique’s freezing attribute is useless at night. During the day, it’s different. Mmm, refreshing.”
Johann took Enrique’s hand and rubbed it inside his shirt with a satisfied expression.
Enrique, usually composed, furrowed his brows deeply.
