Trafford’s Trading Club

Eighth.

This was told by several people who brought her to the place in uniform in white and armed with powerful weapons of killing.

And she, just a five-year-old and six-year-old who needs to raise her head to be able to see the chin of these people in white.

A little girl who was wearing the clothes that these people had prepared for her and who had been cleaned up —— a lot of people on the way to this place were wearing white uniforms, and she couldn't shout out what they were doing.

Because for her, everything here is beyond her cognitive reach.

Yes - the world has surpassed her cognition since both parents died tragically. The little girl looked at the clothes on her body - just a piece of garment that was directly over her body, with no upper or lower parts, or even no bags, simply covering her body like a robe.

There's nothing like a brooch on your chest that says a line of numbers. Her mother taught her numbers while she was still there, so she recognized what it said: 1031.

“Go in and live here from now on, just follow the rules and you'll live. As long as you become strong, you can stand out. This is your only advice… Welcome to the eighth place. ”

They opened a door in front of her and pushed her straight into the place - and then the door closed automatically.

She leaned a little scared against the door of the room that had been closed and gauged everything in front of her —— there were a lot of people dressed like her.

From about her age to about eleven or twelve years old, she finds that there are a lot of children here, and they don't seem to count at once.

But none of these kids seemed willing to come near her, even though she had been in this room for minutes, and they were just staring at her silently.

As a new arrival here, she tried to reach these children who came here earlier than she did.

“Stay away from me. ”

“Go away. ”

She has failed so many times that she finally understands that people here... don't like being close. Even in this room, everyone is kept at a certain distance… as if it were a marked area.

“Come here. ”

She heard this voice —— a little older than her, about 10 years old, another girl with a badge on her body, and it said: 791.

And the kids next to her suddenly had strange eyes... and she looked at them and suddenly remembered the bad dogs who looked at her with hostility.

She finally walked up to this 10-year-old girl and was upset.

“Ignore them. They're not for you, they're for everyone here.” That's what she said when she was ten - the first sentence.

“Why?” She was quite confused.

Ten-year-old laughed, “Because there are no friends here, and there are no people who want to share it with you, and play with you —— including me, of course. ”

“I don't understand...” She shook her head.

“You'll see.” That's what they told her, there was a kind and irresistible feeling, "as to why I called you? That's because I'm smarter than all of them. Listen, from now on, you and I are partners, okay, 1031! ”

“1031?”

“Yeah, your name, 1031.” Ten-year-old refers to her own badge at the same time: “As for me, it's 791."

So she shook her head, “My name is not 1031, my name is Choi Yunye! That's the name my mother gave me! ”

“Really?” 791 shrugged: “Forget that name. Anyway, in this place, you can only scream 1031... I can tell you in advance that if those people outside scream 1031 and you don't respond, you will suffer a lot. Do you understand me? ”

“My name is Choi Yun 'er! That's the name my mother gave me! My name is not 1031!” She shouted, tears spinning in her curtains.

“Suit yourself,” 791 said softly, “so we're not partners, until you know when our relationship will continue. ”

And then she ran into the so-called bitter head of 791 mouths -- the day after she came to this eighth place.

She was locked up in a tiny dark painted room, unaware of the day and black clothes, and no matter how she cried, she received no response, and there was nothing to eat or drink, until she was dying to be released.

“Do you understand now?” 791 came to her again, "So now tell me, what's your name? ”

She shrunk her body and even lowered her head in fear of whispering: "1… 1031. ”

“Fine, 1031.” 791 laughed, then the next second she was stunned, she lowered her head and covered her lips with lips, biting her lips and also bleeding.

“What are you doing!” She's scared again.

791 smiled: “Deed, from now on, we are partners… 1031, come with me and kill all the people here. ”

Kill… Kill all.

……

……

It was morning to wake up —— Nero sat up in an incredibly soft hotel bed, and the quilt slipped off her, revealing the scar that struck her.

She reached out and touched her lips and laughed, stretching a lazy waist and sighing, "Who really needs a good time? It's different to have someone to protect you... right, boss! ”

Nero turned his head and looked at the sofa at the corner of the hotel suite, the owner of the club sitting in silence.

When he heard the voice, Rochu opened his eyes. He noticed that the Guest had no intention of avoiding anything at all and was sitting on the queen bed with his chin in his hand, measuring it without hesitation.

Lochu laughed. “Looks like Miss Nero has a good night's sleep. ”

“Absolutely.” Nero nods his head, "because there is a reliable boss like you, of course I can sleep very well, even have a good dream, thank you so much. ”

“You're welcome.” Rocciu calmly said, "Plus, the Guest has seven hours left to protect. ”

Twenty hours of protection, Nero spent 13 hours - sleeping and still sleeping naked...

“Is this really a luxury?” Nero stretched his lazy waist again and walked out of bed with a thin quilt... and walked to Boss Lo and gauged him with a crooked head. "Boss, isn't that attractive at all? ”

“Miss Nero is in good shape.” Boss Lo nodded, “It's very healthy. ”

“Legs… do you like it? ”

Nero suddenly lifted his foot and gently stepped next to Rocchu and slowly lifted the sheet on his leg.

Unlike the skin left by many scars on the upper body, the skin on the thigh shows a very healthy and smooth color.

When the sheets are sheathed to a certain degree, you can even see the cord of green blood under this almost jade white skin.

“Want to see more?” Nero closed his eyes, "could be considered a thank you gift for a hard night, boss. ”

“Three minutes.” Rochu said coldly.

“What?”

“Three minutes away from the end of protection, my guest, has been cut short," Rochu said again. ”

“It's really hard...” Nero sighed and shook his head, "I still have a lot of confidence in my body. But now it looks...”

Nero turned around, and looked at his shoulder on his side, completely beneath the sheet, and the scar behind it was like a spider web, unusually eye-catching, "How much would it still feel... ugly? ”

“Miss Nero, if you don't like it, I suggest you buy a small shop service.” Boss Luo said softly: “The removal of these scars is not expensive. ”

“Boss, isn't this the right script?” Nero laughed, “The atmosphere was so good, maybe if you say something handsome, I might be attacked? ”

“There's no discount, Guest.” Lochu calmly said: “Black card, is already the Guest's voucher for your discount. ”

“I think I still hate businessmen.” Nero shook his head and let go of the sheets.

She was just wearing a pair of underwear. She wasn't even there. She said, "I'm going to take a shower. Can you help me scream for breakfast? ”

“Sure.” Rochu chuckled. “Have a nice bath. ”

“You can come in anytime.” Nero shrugged, "I'm not really closing the door ~”

……

Hot water runs down the road from the top, Nero closes his eyes, turns off the sprinkler for a long time, and watches the water drip from his wet hair.

“It is true that if you relax completely... you will still dream...”

She shook her head, shook her hair directly behind her head, and then wrote a few numbers on the fog-covered mirror with her fingers - 1031.

She wiped it off again with her palms, shrugged her shoulders, then took a towel and hung it around her neck and walked straight out of the bathroom, "Boss, is breakfast here? I'm hungry! ”

So... are you sure you don't want to wear clothes?

Boss Lo sighed.