"D-Dead people?!"
The butler was startled by this, and his face went pale in an instant.
He quickly asked in a fluster, "Then... who might die?"
"How would I know?"
"Um... only the master and madam have been having nightmares. The others..."
"As for the others, I can't guarantee anything, but it'll most likely only happen to them."
"That's great... No, that's not great either."
"But..."
"But?"
"When something happens to them, the others might get caught up in it too. Take this driver, for example."
Fujino rubbed his chin. "Last time, it was because the brakes failed. Nothing serious happened in the end, but if something had really gone wrong, he might have been killed in the crash too. Likewise, if there were a fire or something, the people in the villa might get dragged into it as well."
After being yanked back and forth like that, cold sweat appeared on the butler's forehead, and he wore an expression on the verge of tears.
The driver, who had suddenly been dragged into this, had the corner of his eye twitch. His expression was somewhat strange.
Fujino, meanwhile, was quite satisfied with this.
The butler had brought up how the curse would only affect the family head and his family because he mainly wanted to ask whether he himself would be implicated.
After all, people only worried about their lives when they themselves were in danger. They only became anxious when their own interests were involved—this was what people called creating anxiety and selling anxiety.
After all, only when people became worried would they give up their most basic ability to think.
Then they could be thoroughly fleeced by unscrupulous businessmen.
After Fujino's round of tugging, the butler became far more proactive than before, when he had merely been