Possessing The Obsessive Maniac’s Cotton Doll

The place where the voices of the two could be heard was from in front of the chest of drawers.
Therefore, Yul concluded that both of them were in front of the drawers he was in right now.

Thinking that not one but two people were in front of him, Yul froze with tension.

Just as Yul took a deep breath to soothe his anxious heart, the drawer door opened in an instant.

“… Did you call me just to look at this?”

It was Mikael who opened the drawer, and Levi stood next to him with a shocked expression.

Yul was as hard as stone.
The sudden encounter between the two surprised him enough to make his heart shrink, but it was fortunate that he was lying quietly.
If Mikael had opened the drawer while he was struggling to open it earlier, he would have been in big trouble.

Of course, Mikael was surprised as well.

Obviously, when he closed the drawer earlier, he had closed it very tightly, but he was surprised by the rattling sound, so he brought Levi here and found that the drawer door was open in the meantime.
It didn’t open much, but it was more shocking because it was a drawer that was carefully pushed shut.

Mikael tried to calm his startled heart and looked at the doll, pretending to be as calm as possible.
In fact, just looking at the doll gave him chills on his back, but he couldn’t help but glare at Levi, the party who gave him the doll.

“Levi, the doll you gave me seems to be moving.”

“What are you talking about?”

Well, the time has come.

Yul swallowed dry saliva at Mikael’s words.
As expected, when the drawer shook earlier, Mikael also seemed to have felt something was off.

But Yul had a track record for overcoming a crisis where he was nearly caught.

Yul thought it would be okay this time too, so he assured himself down and calmed his thumping heart.

Burning red eyes fluttered in front of Yul’s nose.

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Yul’s round face reflected in Mikael’s eyes.
It was as if he was trapped inside his eyes.
He could now understand why the title of the novel was “Red Prison”.

Yul held his breath and endured the gaze of the Archduke who was staring at him.

Be patient, be patient.
If you even breathe now, you’ll be fucked.

“Hmm.
Yes, it must be my imagination.”

The Archduke then turned around and said flatly.

Yul lived.
He had survived such a miserable life, and today too.

“Levi.”

“Yes.”

“Burn that.”

“What?! Nooo!!!!!!!!!”

After staying still, Yul, who was about to be burned at the stake, screamed out in a panic.

At Yul’s shout, a chilly silence fell in the room.
Mikael’s red eyes, as well as Levi’s green eyes, opened wide and turned to Yul.

Oh, I’m fucked.

In Yul’s tiny head, there was only the thought of ‘I’m fucked’.

He had almost been caught several times, but he couldn’t believe he was caught in vain.
At the same time, feeling the emptiness that all his efforts had gone in vain, he felt even more terrified at the thought that he was going to be burned at the stake now.

He had to somehow get out of this situation.
Yul quickly shook his head.
As soon as an idea came to his mind, his mouth moved first, without thinking whether that was really the way to go.

“What?! No! What?! No! What?! No!”

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Yul mechanically repeated a soulless sound.

For a brief moment, the thought that came to mind was to pretend to be a talking doll.

“Levi.”

“Yes.”

“Burn right now.”

“Yes.”

“Hurry.”

[Yul pretended to be a talking doll!]
[The effect was minimal!]

Yul realised that the operation had failed at Mikael’s urging to burn him quickly.
There was really only one way left.

“Ahhh! Save me, save me!”

And that was begging to be saved.

There was no way he could escape from the two strong men with this short body, and pretending to be a doll was no longer possible, so there was no other way.

He could see the eyes of the two of them looking at him with astonishment, but what could he do? This was the only way to live.

“I know I look really suspicious and scary, but I’m not a bad doll.
Not a demon either.
I’m serious, believe me.
Please!”

In urgency, Yul cried and begged pitifully like a kitten about to be bathed.

Perhaps because of his small size, his voice was only half that of a human, so no matter how loudly he cried, it was only a small shriek.

“Ha…”

Mikael looked up at him and burst into laughter when he saw a doll the size of a palm dripping tears the size of chicken poop.