QAQ I messed up. I messed up bad.
I try to thing of a way to incorporate the fact that the boy was an assassin into my story full of lies,"That's-"
Before I can come up with anything, I feel Manbun's piercing eyes bore a hole in me. I flinch as he starts walking closer.
Ah. God, Buddha, Author, please save me!
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Manbun looks me in the eyes, standing only a few inches away from me. His stone-like expression emanating a freezing feeling. Has he realized I've been lying? Why hasn't he exposed me yet? Does he want me to admit it myself? But...what are the consequences for lying to a superior, the highest person in charge at that... No never, there's no way I can tell him.
We hold a staring contest, the area frozen in time, waiting to see who will give in first.
Minutes pass and I'm sweating bullets, trying not to cave in. This can't be good for my mental health. Manbun, you're a danger to me and my mental health!...is what I want to short, but I hold back using my last strain of rationale. I-I don't think I can hold on any longer. If I push it anymore, I'm bound to do something I'll regret.
"I...I lied." I clutch my dress, waiting to hear the commands for execution.
Instead, I hear,"So?"
...Eh?! So!? What "so"?
Manbun seems to be able to read my thoughts as he continues,"So what actually happened."
...oh.
.
.
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After truthfully explaining the situation(well...everything except the part about giving him directions after realizing he was an assassin. I just switched those two scenes around.), all I hear from Manbun is a,"I see, so it was him," as his face darkens. He walks off, towards the direction of his residence.
"I.." What should I do? This is partly my fault, after all. I feel bad...but only a little. I turn to glance at Nars and Cold-kun before following Manbun.