Wouldn't it be cool, if you're in trouble and some knight with shining armor saves you?

Truly the fantasy to live with, but real life isn't a fantasy.

It's been more than 10 minutes since I was kidnapped, but I didn't expect them to work under such bright daylight, but here I was, with both legs and arms tied and some sort of fabric covering my face.

"Hey brother, aren't this is too easy for such high paying job?"

"Listen, we here ain't working legally. We need to risk it with the law."

"But that girl is such an easy target, it's unreal."

"Yeah, we got the jackpot this time."

"I already contacted whoever was in her contact and telling them that she was kidnapped."

Stupid newcomer.

With technologies, we could detect you as long as you connected at least once to the internet.

Let's wait for a little longer.

12 minutes passes…

20 minutes…

30 minutes…

Ah, I can't count anymore under this much stress.

Why did nobody come to save me?

After a while…I don't know, I can't count anymore…

"Who's there?!?!"

What's wrong? Why are they shouting?

Argh!

No matter what I do, I can't see anything 'cause of this damn cheap wool sack!

"Brother, what's happen- What are you doing!!!"

I can't hear anything anymore, I guess it was already settled?

Hmm? Someone loosen my tied arms and legs?

Reflexively, I immediately unmask this cheap fabric, and….

*sigh*

I heard a long sigh from someone.

"Why are you such a troublemaker? You know how hard is it to pinpoint your location based on the last time we were on phones"

Rinka?

But…where are the kidnappers?

"Y'know how worried your father is, with the kidnapper calling his number?"

No way, did he really beat them?

But, I can't see any of them here.

I looked around, and asked him.

"Where did the kidnapper go?"

"Oh right!" As if that kidnapper isn't something important to him, he forgot about them. "Ah, they ran away….."

He turned away, straight looking into my eyes.

He smiles, really wide…

"Well…as long as you're safe…"

"It's the objective this time." He added something really unnecessary.

Ignoring the last part, he really is…the fantasy hero, as if everything was fabricated.

No, it's definitely fabricated, 'cause ain't no way he could take down 2 of them with that kind of body and weird sleep schedule.

Ah…now I'm feeling weird.

For some reason, I remembered the past week's interaction with him.

And particularly, the newest one on the phone.

'I love you.'

That ain't real. Get a grip, Stella.

"Fine. Thanks."

"Oh? You finally open up to talk to me? What a reward indeed."

He extends his arms.

"Let's go home."

"I don't need your help in walking, I could walk properly."

"Well…true." Small chuckle went out from his mouth.

"But the position that Mr. Kaku hired me was your personal guard, even though I don't even know what it means."

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I know full well that Father literally made him engaged with me rather than whatever guard-thingy it was.

But, it seems that he wasn't aware of that fact, yet.

Should I go along?

Then why did he go out of his way to confess such a thing again and again?

Is it because I ignored him?

Or was it his genuine feeling?

"I'll leave you there if you want to think more, but the night has already fallen."

Before I realized it, it was already nighttime.

"Ah right, here your phone and whatever was inside your bag."

He tosses me my bag.

And yeah, it was already time for the night to fall.

I don't understand his reasoning.

***

And…done.

Perfect as usual, me.

Now she will always be conscious about me and won't ignore me, truly a nice little reward after one and a half weeks of hard work.

Ah right, there is still another step to be taken.

"You hungry? I mean, you definitely should feel hungry, an hour being kidnapped after a long day with whatever you're doing."

"Get to the point." She is still showing disinterest towards me, but it's becoming softer.

"My point is, want to grab some snacks on the way?"

I could hear some rambling sounds from her stomach, for some odd reason.

Must be my imagination.

"Fine, lead the way."

Yeah, poisoning her with some abysmal poison effect is the next step.

A slight feeling of fever, that would make her bedridden at very least for four days.

Too strong?

Just in case, let's add a dose of it for a whole week!

***

What a weird day, but…it's quite fun I suppose?

Well, thrilling fun, but it's fun nevertheless.

Didn't expect that I'll get confessed from the phone call, to straight up kidnapped, and having dinner with a not-so-stranger-yet-not-a-friend.

Ah…I'm so tired for some reason…

Everything feels heavy…did i…catch a cold?

Sitting on the floor for over an hour is definitely enough to give you some cold, but isn't this a bit too much?

I touched my forehead with my palm.

It..weirdly hot.

I ... .tried to get a thermometer.

Ahh..it's really weird.

40°

That was too damn high.

This isn't normal…but I can't move…

Everything felt so heavy….

***

Knock-knock

"Stella? You alright? Your father still worried-"

I saw Stella, laying on her bed.

She was holding the thermometer in her hand.

40° huh?

Isn't it a bit too high? Is the dose I put a bit too much for her to handle?

That's that, and this is this.

I'll stick to the plan and nursing her for the whole week.

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Yeah that should be all.

After that, it was just a whole week nursing her, staying close with her.

Well, she's really lively now so I guess it doesn't really matter that much…

Even though her father really got worried, he for some reason didn't sentence me to death, yet.

Just why such a calculating man took a risk on me even though he for sure knew how toxic I am to her daughter?