"'What... What am I thinking of? I had no idea I had such thoughts!!' Roudel was shocked by the emergence of such an idea in his mind.

'Have you even tried relying on yourself or listening to them to learn about the existence of such thoughts within you?'

'...Whether such thoughts exist deep within me or not, I will not listen to them,' Roudel refused to succumb to these thoughts.

'Sigh, you must be joking with me, aren't you? You're the one who wanted to find a way to change your situation, and now that I've given it to you, you don't want it. Just be honest with yourself, what do you want?'

'I want to see my mother healthy and well, to see the results of my hard work in front of me so that I know my efforts are making a difference.'

'Simply put, you want money as soon as possible to cover your mother's medical expenses, don't you?' the hidden voice asked.

'Of course.'

'Then let's follow what you're saying to your selves.'

'But what my conscience tells me to do is undoubtedly wrong.'

'And so what? Look at yourself, barely earning enough from your work to stay alive. What about finding a wife and starting a family? And don't forget your sick mother, who struggled so much to raise you alone after your father's death. Don't tell me that now that you're grown and capable of taking care of yourself, you'll abandon her?'

'Of course not,' Roudel replied confidently, but the voice didn't expect it and continued its speech.

'Oh, poor mother, all your efforts for us have been denied. Your son Roudel will leave you to struggle with illness alone until you die in pain and despair. Is that what you want, Roudel? Just admit it.'

'No, of course not, it's impossible for me to do that to her... But... But...'

"Look at this cursed effeminate in front of you. What has he done in his life except forcing himself on women, selling his charms, and bullying the weak like us? But look at him."

Roudel finally lifted his gaze from the bracelet and looked at Daudrian, seeing a person who enjoyed all the things that made him feel comfortable: silk clothing, gold jewelry adorned with gemstones, things men shouldn't typically wear. Smooth skin and a well-fed belly without any effort. It was clear that this person embodied all the qualities of luxury. As he gazed at Daudrian's body between his Fingers hand, the hidden voice continued its speech.

'Does such a person deserve all this happiness? Does such a person who doesn't even know how hard it is to earn a single dinar deserve all this wealth? Does such an ungrateful person deserve the blessing of all that he possesses?'

The voice in Roudel's head became louder and louder, his facial expressions becoming more entranced, especially as the voice began to scream while questioning the young man.

'Answer me, Roudel, answer me, answer meeeee!'

'No, he doesn't deserve it at all. There are people more deserving of this bliss than him. Ryan deserves it, I deserve it more than him,' Roudel responded.

"Yes, that's right. We, with our efforts and sweat, deserve it more than him. We deserve more of his money, more of his status, and his bracelet," the voice agreed.

"... His bracelet!" Roudel was surprised by this last statement, especially since the precious bracelet was already in his hand.

"Yes, the bracelet. Do you even know how much the price of what you're holding now between your hands?"

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"I... I don't know. How much is this bracelet worth?"

"... In fact, I also don't know, but it's worth a lot of money."

"... So that's so!"

What seemed to be going on in Roudel's head took a long time, but in reality, it happened quickly, very quickly, so much so that all of this happened before Rayn saw what was happening.

"So kill him and take everything he owns."

"What?! Kill him?!"

"Don't be surprised or scared. You're actually doing a great deed by killing him."

"How can killing him be a good thing?"

"... You really amaze me with your naivety. What will the world lose if this person disappears from it? Let me tell you; there won't be any more men harassed by this person, and even our friend Rayn will be grateful to us."

"Rayn will be grateful to us?"

"Rayn is a good friend who has always supported us, so it's time for us to support him."

"Thinking about it this way... indeed, the world wouldn't lose anything by his death, but many people would benefit. If I kill him." And here, the convictions of the kind young man began to change drastically.

"Yes, you've started to understand things as they truly are, and now you know what you must do. I don't think there's any need for further explanation."

"Yes, I just have to..."

And as Roudel was about to sink completely into it, and while Daudrian was still busy slapping Roudel's cheek, unaware of the impending danger, suddenly Rayn arrived screaming.

"No, no, Roudel, you mustn't do it!"

As both Roudel and Daudrian heard Rayn's voice, they both turned towards him.

"Ryan?" Roudel lowered his hand, which was covering the injured area, and his eyes.

"My dear Rayn! You finally came to see your beloved Dodo."

Rayn pretended not to hear Daudrian, ignoring it and continuing his speech with Roudel.

"All that is going through your mind right now is not your own thoughts, so don't listen to those thoughts."

As soon as Daudrian heard this, he retreated from Roudel. He truly felt that there was something wrong with Roudel, for in the end, he stood in place without moving, covering his eyes, and yet he only felt Daudrian's intense gaze focused on him. And as soon as he heard Rayn's words, his suspicions were confirmed.

"What are you talking about, dear Rayn?"

Daudrian couldn't discern the type of expressions Roudel was directing at him because his eyes were hidden between his fingers. Anger? Sadness? Happiness? Daudrian didn't care.

'Where were his feelings? He wouldn't be able to touch a hair of mine,' Daudrian thought.

But as soon as Roudel lowered his hand from the painful area, Daudrian recoiled in horror at what he saw.

"W... What is this?!"

There were black veins descending from Roudel's hairline and disappearing at the temple, then reappearing in front of his eyes. Not only that, but even a small part of the upper area of his eyeballs turned completely black.

Daudrian may be a young man with many reprehensible traits, but standing up to danger is certainly not one of them.

"What's wrong with this damned monster!" the effeminate screamed in terror at Roudel, who had been harassing him just moments before.

"What are you saying, Rayn? I don't understand what you mean?" Roudel spoke to Rayn without paying attention to Daudrian's hurtful words.

'What is our friend Rayn saying?' the hidden voice asked, with some anger.

'I have no idea. Rayn is my smartest friend, if he hasn't explained it to me, I won't understand the meaning of mere words,' Roudel responded.

"Just don't listen to the thoughts in your head. They're not your thoughts," Rayn said.

When Daudrian heard this and saw Roudel's frightening appearance, he became even more convinced that he should stay away from this person. As for his bracelet? He would retrieve it when things calmed down. And if he couldn't, it wasn't that important after all. Despite the fact that the bracelet was one of his best accessories, nothing was more important to him than his life.

'Can it be that Rayn is talking about what I'm thinking right now?... About killing Daudrian!' Roudel began to feel that something was wrong.

'No, he's not talking about that. He's not talking about that at all. In the end, he said those aren't your thoughts, and what's going on in your head is just your doing, so those are your thoughts,' the hidden voice objected to Rayn's words.

'Yes, that's right.'

As he said that, the blackness in Roudel's eyes widened, which Rayn noticed, increasing his agitation.

"Roudel, do you trust me as your friend, that I won't hurt you?"

"Yes, you're my dear friend."

"Good, now stop talking to yourself and just listen to me."

'What is this person saying? How can someone stop thinking and blindly obey another person's orders?'

'I don't know, but this is the word of my faithful friend,' Roudel found no issue with Rayn, unlike the hidden voice.

'There is no faithful friend who tells his friend to listen to him without condition,' the hidden voice remarked.

'Does that mean he...?'

'Yes, he doesn't intend well for you with this kind of talk. Beware of this person.'

'What!! Rayn's words must have been true. I can't believe that someone who stood by me in thick and thin is plotting evil against me.' Roudel had no chance to convince himself that Rayn was his enemy.

It seems that Rayn's words had really affected what was happening inside Roudel's mind, making him breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the darkness in Roudel's eyes beginning to recede. But...

'... Yes, that's true. Our friend Rayn couldn't do that.' The hidden voice quickly changed its tone.

'What's the reason for him saying that? He must have been right in what he said. I must stop thinking. Something is bothering me.'

'No, no, we understand now what's happening.'

'Really? And what's happening here?'

'Doudrian must have threatened Rayn with something.'

'Like what could threaten my cautious friend?'

'Who knows? He must have found a weak point to threaten him with.' The hidden voice pretended not to know where this questioning would lead.

'Could he have known about her?' Roudel asked, terrified by what he thought was his conclusion.

'Yes, he must have known about his little sister, and he asked his friend Fayt to bring her to him.'

'Damn that guy Fayt.' Roudel's anger increased.

'Yes, we won't forgive him, but now is not the time. He must have threatened our friend Rayn to make us stay away from him and leave him alone with rayn. Who knows what he'll try to do after that?'

The darkness in Roudel's eyes, after showing signs of receding, stopped and began to increase again, even showing signs of progress.

'Now I understand the reason for Rayn's strange words.'

'We can't let him do that.' the hidden voice urged Roudel to take action.

'Yes, I can't let him do that.' There was no longer any doubt or hesitation in Roudel about what he was about to do.