Leading the Young Lady I Picked Up Astray, Making Her the Happiest Girl in the World!

A mansion, deep in the woods.

Tonight, another horrifying training session was taking place again.

"You should just give up, Charlotte", the man crackled.

The curtains were drawn, and not even the moonlight could seep through the darkroom.

A young man stood in that room, holding a candle in his hand.

He was in his early twenties. His face, illuminated by candlelight, was well-defined, but his eyes were frightfully shrewd. The smile on his face was so ghastly, that a weak-minded woman or child would have screamed if they had seen it.

The two halves of his hair were mysteriously a different color; the right side was black, and the left side was white. His eyes were blood red. Tall and thin, with a hooded robe on him, he had the typical wizard's style.

"No, no.. such a thing... shouldn't be allowed......."

A trembling voice spilled from the girl sitting on a chair.

She was a beautiful girl, not much older than the man.

Her waist-long golden hair waved gently in the air, and her eyes were a clear, pastel blue that resembled the summer sky.

On her body, was without a doubt, a high-quality silk nightgown.

Her doll-like face and well-proportioned body were flawless, full of grace and elegance.

She was truly worthy of her status as the young maiden from an aristocratic family.

However, her beautiful features were distorted by fear.

In that dark room, she faced a table illuminated by a dazzling light.

As she saw the object on the table, she shrieked in fright, "Please reconsider, Mr. Allen! This isn't right!"

"Hmm, and who decided that?"

The man called Allen lifted the edge of his mouth cynically.

"I'm the master of this mansion, and you are under my control. So, you will do as I command, even if you don't like it."

"No way...! "

"Hahaha! There's no use in crying or screaming!"

Allen laughed out loud manically.

There was a hint of delight as he taunted the helpless girl.

The helpless girl, Charlotte, was at her wits' end.

She could only fix her frightened gaze on the table.

Taking advantage of her weakening resistance, Allen dealt the final blow.

"Come on! Hurry up and eat the Ramen for your supper!"

Allen pointed his finger sternly at something.

It was a bowl of steamy, hot soup.

In the bowl, yellow springy noodles were immersed in a white cloudy soup. The pork soup had been stewed into a thick richly flavored broth, seasoned with a soft-boiled marinated egg, and pickled bamboo shoots.

Recently, a new dish from the East had become the talk of the town. That dish was known as Ramen.

A fragrant aroma wafted from the bowl containing the rich soup.

Thanks to that rich aroma, Charlotte's stomach began to rumble in anticipation.

Still, Charlotte adamantly refused to give in to the temptation. She shook her head determinedly, with a pale face.

"It's almost time for bed... it's not right to have such a heavy supper!"

"It's still too early for remorse!"

Allen scoffed while pulling a rattling food trolley cart he had prepared at the back and showed it to the girl.

"As you can see, I bought these ice creams in the box! You can have as many as you want after dinner!"

"Ooh! There's even a topping on it!"

"Oho ... as expected of Charlotte. You're so perceptive."

There were an assortment of colourful sliced fruits, chocolate chip cookies with fillings similar to that of a honey, and many more.

In addition to the wide selection of toppings, the main highlight of the ice cream was its three flavors - vanilla, chocolate, and strawberries.

"With this, you can make your own original parfaits as many as you like. Once you've finished everything, play board games with me! We are going to stay up late!"

"If we do that, we are going to have a hard time waking up tomorrow morning!"

"Unfortunately, the morning will not arrive for you."

Because--

"Along with me ... you are doomed to slumber away till noon!"

"No way...!"

"Hahaha! Good, cry out! That's the scream I'm looking for!"

Distant thunder rumbled outside the window in response to the loud laughter.

The lightning intensified the sheen of the soup.

At last, the girl couldn't stand it anymore, and uttered an apology to God as she reached for the spoon and chopstick.

This was a story of how the bad wizard led the pitiful young lady astray!