Chapter 9 (1/2)

Chapter 9

“A rat, huh.”

I brought out my spear, and headed for the attic in my current mother’s room. I have my personal bodyguards in this home as well. They’re my elite bodyguards made up of only women. However, they’re my forces to be used for conquest. How do I say it, well, it seems rather foolish to be using them for the sake of my parents.

What’s not so funny is that even while knowing my true nature, a.s.sa.s.sins still wouldn’t stop coming for me even while gritting their teeth. For the most part, since they wouldn’t stop coming and I would be troubled if rumors escaped, I took care of them myself.

My goal was to torture and kill the a.s.sa.s.sins. That’s my hobby. I’m definitely not doing this for the sake of protecting my parents. Absolutely not.

When I entered the attic, I immediately captured the a.s.sa.s.sin and twisted his arm. The guy dressed entirely in black seemed really surprised and his body was stiff, but he didn’t resist.

“Ho, you’re not going to resist?”

“…It’s my loss. I was completely taken off guard.”

“Hmm. You have such a beautiful voice.”

I wrenched his face towards me and stripped off his mask. What appeared from underneath it was a beautiful face unbefitting that of a rat. A strong will shone from his emerald green eyes, his skin was smooth and tan, and he seemed to be slightly older than me.

“I haven’t seen such a good thing in a long time. I’ll forgive you. Your life shall become mine.”

“…I’m not going to become your slave.”

“You probably were sold off to become an a.s.sa.s.sin and forced into it to feed yourself anyways, what a waste of a good thing. Very well. Then, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d, what’s your wish? I might even grant it on a whim.”

At my question, the brat took a deep breath and answered quietly.

“…I, want a family.”

“A family? Something like a family? ……Heh, wahaha, hahahaha! A family! A family, is it!?”

“…Is something funny?”

“I’m the daughter of this house. You b.a.s.t.a.r.d, you were just trying to steal my family away from me just now, no? And yet, you wish for a family of your own?”

“…That’s my wish.”

“I can’t even shake you into changing that wish, eh! How wonderful!”

“…What are you trying to say?”

“That wis.h.!.+ I might as well grant it!”