Lyre.
I've already forgotten many times, that's the name I gave you.
"Oh, then I'll take it."
Honestly, I don't remember when we met.
At that time, it was a very special time for me to meet Ray. Compared to the children who were thrown out to the lower classes, who were thrown away in a wagon, they often survive in the end. It was synonymous with a card growing up in Itoko.
Honestly, I think it would have been a much blessed life at that point compared to me.
There are two kinds of people, those who had parents even in their inferior years, and those who didn't even know they existed.
I am the typical latter. When I noticed, I didn't have a parent, and the leader was not a parent, but just an old man who picked me up around there and used it to use the small hall.
As a matter of course, even the lower classes were rough and large organizations, which were utilized for special ability purposes. Well, it's not all bad in this world that there's nothing and parents don't know anything.
It's easy to divide and light to live.
[Please... just these girls... I don't care what happens to me, so let these girls go...]
Without parents, I wouldn't have a strange love for my parents and children, and I wouldn't have the feeling of envy from Hana. When I saw you begging for your life, if I wanted to live, I wouldn't be so heavy as to be able to kill a bird's neck.
Some people get stung by their backs because their parents' memories were in vain, and some idiots want to kill them because they don't want to make money to clear their anger. Compared to that, I don't have any waste, so I don't fail.
Ah, it's the usual joke, isn't it? You forgot your gratitude for taking care of me? I see! That you're a Special Ability is a ghahhhhhhh! ”
Kill or take, to protect Temeh, I came without resistance or guilt.
After escaping from the first organization, it was dark for a while, but my last trump card was extremely powerful. If I was known to be a Special Ability, I would have killed all my drinkers, and I would have changed my name, my appearance, and my home.
I knew from the beginning that only Temae could be trusted. My special abilities are convenient, and even the corpses are ashes.
Haha! I did it, Rhea, I've lied all the time!
If you don't expect anything, you'll want anything.
If I have money, I can hold a nice woman, and if I don't, I'll be dumped and I'll give up.
If there's no one to rely on, you can sell your love to anyone. After all, I will die on the roadside one day, so I have lived without danger since I became a believer in living without the money for the night. When you are about thirteen years old, the iron rules of living well will be piled up in you. It's safe to pretend to be a thin, shallow, miscellaneous fish and get along well with the rest of the world.
However, if you play with women every day, you'll get serious several times. Thanks to you, I was finally late to learn that it was "love" and "love". By the way, there was nothing I could have gotten more serious than a woman.
"You can't just throw it away!"
It wasn't uncommon for a dirty kid to be tied up and released.
When I cried, I was really anxious and weak, but that was all. I don't like or dislike kids, but I'm not so good at getting them to cry. Because of the old days, it is not easy to be abandoned.
I didn't even have the hair to take care of it. I really liked my face, and I also knew that if I was tired of seeing beauty, I would get a lot of excitement because it was a burn.
It was the ants that I held until I got tired of selling them, but I was still too young for the boulders. I was going to wash it in the same way as a slave before it was shipped, and I was going to sell it as soon as possible.
To a brothel.
I'm the one who went to the supermarket.... not as much as the provinces, but there are many colourful streets recognized by the state in the back streets of the castle.
It's a town lined with public whorehouses that were elegantly built to target women in need of money. Some of the shops where women sell their bodies and entertain men also had me. There are some shops that raise children to be "prostitutes" instead of clothes, food, and shelter. It's popular with kids who like it, and even if it's not, it's a good seed for money if you teach it now.
Until then, I had casually thrown a few pre-trafficking kids into the store I used to go to.
Compared to the overseas market, the discard price is a fart, but the life of a kid is somewhat better than being treated like a livestock animal. Send a kid with a sight to the store before he traffics, and I can sleep with a good woman in my arms all night. Well, it's usually better to buy the top balls for the money I sold to traffickers.
However, it's easy to trick a kid into doing a lot of things.
If you make me believe that I will be sold into slavery with my best lies and despair, and then strip me of my dignity, I won't resent you even if I take you to a public whore shop from there. Rather, I had the illusion that I was [saved].
The shopkeeper also knows how to handle it well, so I treat it sweetly and plant a favor well from when I was a kid. It's a better life than a slave, and if you're lucky enough to be lucky, there were kids out there who thanked me for selling them out to the store every now and then. Some kids are already taking customers and making money.
I didn't think that it would really save me or help me, but it was my light sympathy and whimsical feeling that I could only offer you a better way to live than being a slave.
Especially after a few more years, I really thought that the kid would have a sight to see, and I liked his face quite a bit, and I thought that after a few years, I would be happy to do it as a customer.
"You, man, woman."
If he wasn't a real man, he wouldn't be a real man.
I was so depressed, except when I was run away by a woman who was serious.
I just thought I'd be a better woman than the kids I've picked up so far, and it was just as shocking as breaking the back of my head with bricks. I thought it was worth it to pick up a load of lucrative wagons, but it was a good candidate for a woman.
There are not many "shops" like that in brothels, but there are always such shops. But I also know that you're not a handy person in such a store, and I know how to make purchases. You can get along as much as you want with the woman's shop, but that's not the case. All we have to do is sell it to traffickers. That's the only way to make money if you can't sell it to Yakucho. But... motherfucker. I can't sell people anymore.
I don't want to be a better person now that I've lived this way.
I'm not interested in what's good or evil in my life. As long as I live in this world, I know a little bit about the organization's lair and the marketplace. Sometimes I was taken to the market when I was a kid....... and that's when I drowned out this Zama.
The world where human-shaped livestock was caged, connected, and sold as a commodity, felt bad for me because I was a kid who knew nothing. Imagine lining up on that shelf someday.
I don't have a decent way of living, but I think people who are involved in human trafficking always have screws on their heads. It's not a decent nerve, how much vomiting can you do with your life? My life is worth less than mine.
As long as you have special abilities, it seems that Temae is no different from meaty pigs and cattle in the market. I didn't think the people who were using the product were other people. I don't want to be near you again.
Even though I can't get close to the market, I'm not joking about increasing slaves with my hands.
Even if we end up in the same hell, we don't want to be like them. Even for the kid in front of me, I'd rather kill him here than sell him to you. There's nothing I can do about it in the back business, even if I'm a scumbag.
After setting up the corners, all I had to do was sell them to my usual shop, but as soon as I lost my hand, I even learned how to kill a sweetheart named Ray. If I were a woman, I would say a thousand in my head.
I thought I'd throw it away and run away. The only child I ever helped in the same situation was a woman. Sometimes a man's child has been abandoned several times. Even if you don't sell it to me, I won't stop the guy who pulls it by saying that he will sell it to the same company.
But if I push Ray against someone here, it's like selling him to traffickers. It's like the people who buy and sell slaves in that market on a clear day.
"... I'm glad I got two more bottles for my sake"
Kill them, sell them, or leave them.
While dropping my shoulders to the three options, I dropped the bottle I had drunk. Until now, I've killed kids, women, and old friends, so you can have only one kid completely.
I thought you might want to come here and kill me. Then we're done for.
Selling is out of the question. I don't even want to get close to the market.
Then why don't you just leave it? Leave the naked kid and kill him. I would kill him, and if it were normal, I'd abandon him, but can you abandon this kid now? Only the face of a good, poor, beautiful girl can be eaten in three seconds if she throws it away to the lower strata of the face. Moreover, if I knew it was a man, I'd be killed for quick action. Even though I brought you here, I'd better dump it in its original place... no, then there's nothing I can do to solve it!
Oh, shit. This is how I've lived without ever getting involved.
Why can't you just hold the scratches beauty thing? At least if you're a girl... if you're a girl, you can have fun raising it to my liking... if you're a girl, you wouldn't be worried about a whorehouse like this...
When I thought about it, I washed my hair behind my forehead and stirred it up. In the blink of an eye, the kid jumped, but now it doesn't matter. I'd rather ask you to run away.
... I was in this world when I got to my heart. I don't remember my parents, and I've lived on a wide, shallow edge.
Every time I changed my residence and work in the back business, I changed my name and hair, and killed the troublesome guy and completely wiped out all the disposable traces and lived. I'm not proud of the world, but I'm good at it. I acted as if I admired you with just my mouth. That's right, just pretending.
I couldn't kill a woman or a kid for myself if I drank with them on my shoulders. I've been killing and robbing, and I've sold kids to brothels without traffickers. I don't want to be a good guy right now, do I?
You can't just kill me for nothing.
Just an old one. I decided to end it and I couldn't do it.
Look at me, it's still good for someone who's lived because he's been in business for a while. It's not worth living with me, it's scraps to live with.
Even ordinary people take and kill hundreds of people if they want me to live. It's a habit that has stained my heart ever since. There is no resistance because it came naturally. Kids, women, and old people don't have feelings for it.
I'll miss it because I'm still a kid, but I'll spare you because I'm a woman, but even though I forgive a short-aged old man, I've never wondered if he'll kill or take it away because he's going to be born again. As long as I decide, I'll take it and kill it to live.
But the kid in front of me will die in seconds if I abandon him.
You can take this guy's body off, or you can take him hostage, take his ransom, and kill him. I can afford it, but what's in it for him now?
I was thrown away as a souvenir by my parents and now I am a naked child. He can kill me for any reason, and he can abandon me, and when I'm involved, he can easily die no matter what I do. Leave it alone and you'll be eaten or sold or killed in seconds. I don't know how to live, but I don't know what to do, you little shit. I'm still holding my knee in front of you.
You're not on my side, you're just a kid. If you abandon me here, it's the same thing as killing me.... ahhhhhhh, damn it, no matter what I think, I won't leave it here.
Despite being so thin and wide, it was a complete mistake for me to live like an ordinary person.
She dropped the empty bottle eight times and squatted holding her head with both hands. Until my dry clothes dried, I kept thinking only about how I could safely let go of the motherfucker in front of me.
For the first time in my life, I cursed Temae's gender.
...... I really shouldn't have missed you.