Chapter 9

Now that was a definition of an awkward situation between Betty and Makoto. The boy was talking like a normal person before he stopped as vomited out right in front of her tea.

"While I am not the type of person to get mad during such a trivial things as this, I am afraid I should actually ask you why the hell did you threw up so suddenly, I suppose?"

He would have answered her if not for the fact that his brain was occupied with thoughts about the thing which happened to him. He was sure he felt that a person was about to rip his heart apart and that was concerning him greatly.

"I...I am sorry...I…"

Beatrice covered her nose. "The witch's scent got even more intense...is you throwing up related to this?"

Makoto couldn't do anything but nod.

"I see...this matter is certainly concerning but for now I would like to leave as I have the mess to clean up."

Makoto actually felt guilty for what he did as apologetically looked towards Beatrice. The high spirit shook her head.

"if you are thinking that I would let you help me than you are mistaken." She hummed. "For now all I need you to do is go and rest...there is nothing else we could do about."

Beatrice was sure that something was up and that something didn't let Makoto to speak the full truth. It left her no choice but to rely on Makoto and believe that he could solve whatever problem there was to solve. By now it was already clear that the boy was as harmless as fly.

"I s-see…thank you, Beatrice-chan." He said before exiting the room leaving the spirit girl to clean up the mess...well she used magic to do so.

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Now inside his room he was met by a dilemma. First of all he needed to figure out whose help Elsa got so she was able to pass through Beatrice's security and second of all…

"Why I can't tell anyone about Return by Death…"

It was a matter of fact before Makoto could realize the absurdity of the thing happened to him but he decided to just let it flow...again. His primary concern was Elsa who might cause trouble not only for him but for Emilia and other people living in this mansion.

His course of actions were simple at first and he decided to tell Roswaal that the mansion might get attacked in 2 day prior...it was dumb and rushed plan but he decided that safety matters the most but what is the better way to do so than contacting with his underlings first which were Rem and Ram. Taking Rem's wariness of him which he discovered in the last loop he decided to better his connections with Ram, the pink-haired maid of Mathers.

Going outside of his room he noticed the aforementioned maid cleaning and brushing the vase.

"U-Umm…."

She was quick to respond as looked towards him with her nonchalant eyes. "Do you need my assistance?" She said looking towards Makoto. She was pretty quick to notice him approaching and he kind of wondered that it might be due to the smell of witch.

"Actually yes. I need your help with something."

"?"

Guessing from the look on her face she was really hesitant about that.

"Well, if it is a guest's request than I don't see the reasons to decline."

He sighed in relief.

"Than is it ok if we discuss it in my room"

"…" The way she disgusted looked towards him made him realize what he just blurted out loud which he understood quick enough. "You are more perverted than I thought…" she said in disgust.

"I-I-I did not meant it like that!"

"They all say those words."

"Wait who are 'they' and why I am now part of them!?"

Dealing with the ruckus Makoto at long last convinced her to enter his room.

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"So? What is the matter you want to talk with me about?" Ram asked.

Makoto looked around and cleared his throat. "It might seem crazy what I am about to say but I need you to listen to me." these sentences alone made Ram to feel uncomfortable especially when they were coming from Makoto with whom you would associate many things but not secrets.

"So what is that?"

"The mansion is going to be attacked in a two day prior."

"!?"

This took Ram by surprise as she was fast enough to slam Makoto to the nearest wall. "Now as an outsider you should know better than anyone that saying something like that off the bet will make me more suspicious of you. With whom are you working? Reply fast or be destined to die."

Makoto felt a strength uncommon for person such as Ram as well as he just needed to breath full at this point.

"N...No...one."

it didn't seem to convince Ram as she started to press even harder to his neck than before.

"It seems you don't get the toughness of your situation. Even though Roswaal-sama clearly ordered us to not harm you in any way I won't hesitate to take your life if you know what I mean."

Makoto was in no shape to fight back so he had only one possible solution to his current situation and that was...a kick towards Ram's stomach which made the maid to back down as he made a run for it trying to exit the room.

"Come back here!" She exclaimed sending a gust of wind towards Makoto's direction. But his luck was fast enough for even magic to do something to him so he simply tripped over making Ram to miss taking out a huge chunk of the wall.

"That could have killed me!"

"Because that is what I want, cultist."

Ah here we go again. Makoto thought as barely dodged another slash coming towards his side.

"F-For starters I am not working for anyone so you know!"

"Valid point but that is not enough."

Another slash and another way for Makoto to trip and dodge his incoming death. Ironic how his luck worked right now.

"You are pretty lucky for a pipsqueak."

"What are those generic words of a villain!?"

"Bites me."

It would have continued but Makoto decided to switch from defense to an offense.

"Better anything than nothing!" He said jumping towards Ram's side making her to lose her balance off.

BAM

A huge gust of dust started to settle above them.

"Ugh, my head…" Makoto said trying to stand up...only for his hand to feel something soft under it.

As he started touching this unknown thing the dust cleared out showing him above Ram and his hand right on her….Breast.

She looked at him with a long look while he himself could only chuckle nervously.

"Will I die gruesome?" He asked with a smile.

Ram did what seemed to be impossible and smiled back to him.

"Surely you will, dear guest."

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F in the chat for Makoto, I guess.