Secret's! [War Of K-M-DGsp-M4221] Locked OSO.0
[B1-31] Sometimes, One Good is Unconsciously Repaid By Him With a Bound of Goodness (2/12)

“He said ’Hopefully survived’, huh,” murmured Ret. “Means I actually cheated that senior Justice-man Unit Member. Shit!!”

The elastic iron strap on the slave necklace that was waving behind Ret, suddenly went into the iron tightly stuck to Ret's neck and disappeared just like a sonding meter.

How is this place different from a prison?! I think it's still the same as the bars in the prisons I've seen on TV or in the papers, ' Ret thought. He looked closely at the iron bars door far enough in front of him in reverse.

Ret could not move her body at all. With his side neck touching the floor and his body irregularly stuck to the cell wall.

A fairly large iron cell with only a single bed and one old wooden door that can still be seen Ret―one different room inside the Cell is right next to it.

“What I have friends―”

A man opened the door, and was stunned when he saw Ret leaning in a stunning position on the wall beside his bed.

“Ng? You why?” ask the man.

Ret reply, “Uhh. I don't know. I also don't know, what I'm doing.”

“Ah! By the way, my name is Nok,” said the man, immediately introducing himself as he walked towards his bed. “Call me: Nok.”

“I Ret.” The young man tried to introduce himself as well. “You can call me: Ra―”

“Ah ..!!” Nok cuts Ret's words, nodding lightly and saying with a strange accent that can be interpreted as ‘big mouse’, “Rat ... Good name for an Infroman?”

Nok stared intently at Ret who was still leaning against the cell wall in an amazing position.

“Cih. Come on,” decak Ret, pissed. “I've always been called like that, huh, whereas I'm just a regular resident.”

“Hahaha. You became a slave not because you sold information?! Though your name is already suitable to be the rats it―they are ‘big rats’, right?” tanya Nok, with a sneering tone, “Not the disgusting rats like corruptors in every Party.”

“Ya.” Ret tried to nod but could not. “That's why I don't like being called like that.”

Nok nodded in agreement with Ret's words.

Because the name was set by Him from birth. “If you want to rename, you can pay 10,000 Credits to the World System. I think it's better for you to be bullied a little, than to be a slave for a lifetime by a name like you, Rat.”

Nok grinned widely at her after advising Ret to change her name.

“10.000!?” Staggered ret. “What is it?! I just heard about that. Turns out we can rename ...?”

“So,” said Nok, back serious. “May I know why you became a slave, Rat?”

Nok crouched down right in front of Ret's body which was still unable to move.

“I seem to be framed.”

“What do you mean by ‘seems’!?”

Squeezing his eyebrows, Nok did not understand Ret's words. The man became very suspicious of her.

However, Ret explains about the senior Justice-man Unit Member who told him to become a slave before entering the Court Room.

“That's how,” sigh Ret, frustrated, “I trust him so much because he is a Member of Unit Justice-man.”

“Yah ..” Nok exhaled his small breath. “In outline, Senior Justice-man Unit Member it is not wrong.”

“Not wrong?!” tanya Ret, dumbfounded, “Why is that?”

Nok did not immediately reply, but only raised his eyebrows when he heard Ret ask like that.

“If you go to jail, you will get a criminal record―and that is the most troublesome thing! You know,” grumbled Nok, pursing his lips.

The man sat back on his bed next to Ret.

“Criminal record?!” sahut Ret's. “I've only heard of it?”

“Yes. I know because,” said Nok, in a melancholic tone, “I am a recidipist of Cell.41 in the Center of the Country. I've gotten some criminal records, shit, remembering it gives me goosebumps―how I can still survive to this point, huh.”

And suddenly he widened his eyes, realizing something.

“Uh-huh ... As you think, Rat.” Nok nodded lightly while glancing sharply at Ret beside his bottom. “I just got out of jail and stayed there it was a few years.”

Ret cravings after getting sharp glances Nok.

Uh. I didn't know he was a part of criminality, damn it, and why is this guy so cute?! I was getting too carried away, huh, shit, Ret thought. He kept grumbling in his heart.

“I chose prison because people around me said,” Nok said while shaking his head like remembering something, “that being a slave is tantamount to being put to death. But―”

“Uh. I've heard that ...! Nok, what are you,” ask Ret, start nervous, “one group thugs?”

“Ahahaha Nok laughed out loud, after hearing Ret's estimation of him. “Do I look that low in your eyes, Rat?”

Ret wanted to shake her head firmly but could not.

“No. Not like that! It―i-it, I mean ..” argued, nervously and began to break out in cold sweat.

Nok said, “Nothing ... I see, kok―oh, yes, by the way how long are you going to be a slave?”

“I-it ...” said Ret, more nervous even though he had disputed his own words.

Nok was silent for a moment when he saw Ret was still nervous. “I said it's okay. Just relax with me here―Toh we are both slaves that someone will buy.”

The man raised his eyebrows while looking at Ret, with a relaxed look.

“O-oke.” Ret nods strongly even when it looks silent. “I, a little embarrassed to say it, anyway, but I became a slave about 10 Years, roughly.”

Nok fell silent after hearing Ret say that. The man thought that he had misheard, and suddenly he smiled wryly.

Nok lip angle vibrate and make sure back word Ret, “How long?”

“10 years, I said,” firmly Ret.

Nok fell silent again after hearing the certainty of Ret's answer.

“You stupid, Rat?!! I have been a slave for no more than 7 days! One week I'll be in hell and you―”

“Uh. I also did not expect it to be like this at all,” sigh Ret, frustrated.

Nok tried to calm down by exhaling his heavy breath.

“Yah. Let's just hope there are good-natured beautiful brothers who buy you, so 10 years of you being a slave won't suffer too much. It's still better than getting a criminal record at your age. But, such a thing

only dream. Hahaha..

Nok laughed out loud, and began to pity Ret.

“That weight, yes?” ret asked Nok, in a relaxed tone, “Have a criminal record?”

“Criminal record, huh,” sigh Nok, shaking head. “Yes. I thought you were lucky. Might? Being a slave for less than 10 years, instead of being imprisoned for 100 Years―although you can come out if you have the potential, anyway.”

Nok stared intently at Ret, as if he knew everything about her with just a few conversations.

Uh. Do I look so deformed in his eyes, huh? Shit, Ret thought, sighing in frustration.

Nok paused for a moment as Ret thought so, then he started saying, “To get rid of your lightest 1 criminal record, you have to pay 1,000 Credits plus 1,000 Right Point, you know?”

“It .... Why don't we just leave his criminal record? Don't get eliminated, I mean.”

“Hahaha..... Back when I was your age also thought like that ...!!” After he laughed, Nok shook his head, then let out a frustrated sigh. “.... But in fact it is not that easy, Rat, many losses that we get if―”

Just as Nok was about to continue explaining about the criminal record, the sound of someone's footsteps was heard by the two of them approaching their Iron Straw Cells.

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