Chapter 23 Part1 (2/2)

They killed the ones who resisted, and put the ones who stopped resisting in cages.

Like that, the knights kept working just like a machine.

We were, nothing more than prey.

Milly and I, and other beastmen children were caught by the knights who attacked the village.

My father died fighting the humans.

My mother died protecting Milly.

As we were carried over to the knights' lord in the carriage, Milly and I held each other, and *buruburu* trembled. We were still unable to accept our situations, which had suddenly changed.

Then, our lives as a slave began.

In the day, we did manual labor in the farm or the workshop. We did side jobs in the night.

Regardless of whether child or not nor gender, we were a.s.signed work.

When we were caught, I somewhat knew that I'd end up living like this. Everyday life where we just finished my work.

Even if it's painful, even if it's painful,

I did my best to survive.

But one day⸺my little sister got sick.

My bedridden little sister.

Still, my sister was made to work.

I asked the n.o.ble who bought us to show my little sister to a doctor.

The man who bought me. He was a human who always looked down on us therianthropes in his heart.

I didn't know if my wishes would reach that man's heart, but I had no choice but to rely on him.

”Please, she's my only family. I'll do anything, so……”

I spoke while kneeling on the ground.

The slender n.o.bleman said with his nose:

”'Anything'……you said, beast girl?”

The n.o.bleman who said that while sitting in a chair slowly rearranged his legs.

”Then, between your little sister and your friend, which one is more important?”

A feeling of tension tightly grasped my heart with the contents of that question and his sharp eyes, which seemed to look through my heart.

”……Wh,what does that mean?”

”Exactly what the words mean.”

The man asked in a low voice.

”⸺Answer me.”

It was while somehow stopping from regurgitating the contents of my stomach from the pressure,

But, I answered without hesitation.

”⸺My little sister.”

A few days later, my sister Milly was taken away to see a doctor.

When we parted, my sister⸺Thank you, sister, it'd be good if we could meet again……said that.

While stroking Milly's black hair, which was the same as mine, I⸺It's okay, we'll definitely meet again, whispered that as if to tell that to myself.

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