Chapter 224: Then, can you play the footage that's watching my door?
I scratched my hair, frustrated.
Did someone read it or not?
The page it was opened on was the last page I had written on. So, I wondered if I had really left it open or if someone had come into my room.
If someone did, and they read it then I was in trouble. Serious trouble.
But who could it be?
It had to be one of my masters because the maids wouldn't dare touch my things so carelessly.
But among my masters, I was uncertain that any had returned. Wait, if there was even one of them, I could just assume they were the one that read it, right?
But what if no one read it and I had actually just left it open without realizing it?
I'd be bringing unwanted attention to the book and causing even more trouble for myself.
Is there no way to know who came in here?
I was thinking about this when my eyes caught the surveillance camera mounted on my ceiling.
Ah, I never thought I'd thank the efforts of my masters trying to watch my every move.
With this, I will definitely know who came in and read my secret desires.
I went to the control room and met the control guards for the first time.
"Um, hello," I greeted, but they got up right away and bowed their heads, denoting that I was superior to them.
"Greetings," they echoed.
Okay, that felt quite awkward but this was fine. At least they won't send me back, right?
"I have a request." I said to them. "I would like to watch the footage in my room."
They looked at each other and then said,
"Yes, sir. But..."
"We don't usually have your screen up because of your privacy and if you want to watch it, I'm afraid we can't watch it with you. The masters have ordered as such."
Since my masters were so jealous, they probably wouldn't want someone other than themselves to watch as I slept, changed clothes or went about my daily activities.
"That's alright." I said.
But as long as the footage was there, then I'd get to watch it.
But as they searched for the footage connected to my room, they discovered that they had no access to it.
Right. For fear that the guards might get tempted to take a peek, access to the videos in my room was restricted.
"My apologies but we can't access the footage." They apologized and I grimaced.
What was I supposed to do now?
And then, an idea came to mind.
They mounted Cameras outside my door just to keep an eye on who went in and if Seo-Jun wanted to try anything funny. So, if I saw who walked into my room between the time I was asleep and now, I might get to see who it was.
(Our baby is now a detective. Alright people, place your bets. Whoever guesses right will get a free spoiler from me. Who do you think entered the room and read the diary? You only have one chance to guess and you better be accurate, hehe)
"Then, can you play the footage that's watching my door?" I asked and they nodded. "From this time to now."
They searched for it and luckily found it.
We watched silently while they sped up the footage. No one entered the room for about an hour after I had slept but then someone arrived.
It was Min-Cheol. He entered the room and I gulped.
So, it was Min-Cheol? He read my book?
So, he saw through my darkest and deepest desires?
What would my baby Min think of me?
Wait, let's not panic. Let's see how long he stays in there. If he doesn't stay long, then it wasn't him, but he did. For about thirty minutes, he stayed inside the room, and by the time he walked out, he had his hand over his face as if trying to hide his expression.
"Please zoom in a bit." I said and they did.
The expression he was trying so hard to hide was the flush of embarrassment that was spread all over his face.
Ah, the look is someone who has seen something embarrassing.
So, he did read my book.
The video kept playing and I had concluded that it was Min-Cheol. I'd have to ask him though. Couldn't just keep it in my mind and let it bug me.
If he did read it, I... I would rather want to hear what he thought about it. Gosh, I sound so weird right now.
"Alright, thank you for..." I paused as I saw someone else appear in the video.
Min-Cheol wasn't the only one who went into my room. The next person who popped up on the screen was Ki-hoon and he spent way longer in there than Min-Cheol.
Wait, what?
Why were they taking turns to come into my room?
No, more importantly, how long did I sleep?
And just how deeply did I sleep that I did not realize two of my masters had walked into the room, read my diary, let's call it that since it's just a secret desire, and walked out while flushing like someone who just talked to their crush for the first time.
I shoved my fingers through my hair.
Just what was going on?
It was just the two of them, right?
The next person to enter my room, contrary to what I thought, was Seo-Jun.
Now, what business did he come to me for that he came to my room?
Just like the others, he stayed a little while but not that long. He was a fast reader, after all so I'd understand if he finished up before the time the others did.
Wait, am I actually praising his skills right now when it looks like they all read my diary?
Seo-Jun walked out of the room, his lips curled. He wasn't flushed, as expected of a master, and he wasn't embarrassed either.
Rather, he looked proud.
He turned to face the camera, as if knowing I might end up watching this, and then smirked.
I gulped. That smirk just now... It made me get a semi erection. I must be broken somehow.
But... I covered my face, unable to comprehend exactly what was going on. It was as if they were pulling a prank on me.
One by one, they came to my room. For what reason? Did someone spread the word about my dairy? Was it Min-Cheol? Would he do such a thing?
No, knowing the kind of person he is, I know he would rather want to keep that knowledge to himself and not let anyone else know.
So, why?
Then lastly, Jin-Yeok entered my room. It was very close to the time I woke up.
No, in fact. It clashed well with the time I woke up and then went to wash my underwear.
The funny thing was that I ended up getting out of my room, and Jin-Yeok still hadn't exited my room.
It was after I left, heading for this control room that he walked out, smiling in glee with his phone in his hand.
"Ops, I almost got caught." He muttered.
Ah, then he was the one who left the book open, no doubt there.
So, all my masters read my diary.
What I wanted to know was why they read my diary and how they even knew I was writing a diary.
This is so messed up.
Evasion of privacy. I want justice.