My Beautiful Landlord

Could it be because I moved? So? They all look at me? No way!

"Oh? Little girl, you woke up really quickly!" A man's voice came from behind me.

"Stupid girl, if you dare to glare at me again, I'll dig out your beautiful little eyes!" As the man spoke, he swung the whip onto the cage, which made a 'crackle' sound, scaring the girls in the second row into screaming.

The girls in the second row were scared stiff by the man's shouting. They didn't dare to make a sound. And when the girls in the second row shouted out, it naturally caused the other girls in the first row to wake up from their stupor.

When these girls woke up, they found themselves in a cage, their clothes all shredded. They were crying and making a ruckus. The man seemed to be used to this kind of scene. He looked at the girls in the first row nonchalantly, then calmly walked to the chair in the middle and sat down.

The girls in the first row shouted for a while, but when they realized that no one was paying attention to them, they stopped. They just silently cried.

While the man was playing with his cell phone and smoking, the people in the cage, apart from the first row, appeared bored, while the people in the second and third rows were restored to their original state.

He didn't know how long he had been there. The man got up from his chair and walked to the fourth row. He hadn't come out since.

The girls in the first row, seeing that the man had gone, whispered among themselves.

"Where are we?"

"I don't know, locked up in a cage like an animal."

"My head hurts. My whole body hurts too."

"Hehe, how could I have been kidnapped like that? "Life is like a play, hahahaha."

"I'm just a new college student. I don't want to die yet."

After complaining one by one, the atmosphere became more and more intense, causing the girls' mood to become more and more sorrowful.

I ignored the words and looked at the first row of cages, one by one.

Since AKuya disappeared during the day, logically speaking, she should be in the first row like me. But after looking at it a few times in detail, it doesn't seem to be AKuya.

I couldn't help looking at the second row, but that didn't seem to make sense. AKuya had only lost it for a few hours, or at most ten. In ten hours, even with drugs, a normal person would not be able to turn into a person with a timid and fearful gaze.

Then, if AKuya wasn't here, did that mean that AKuya had gotten lost in the haunted house?

But how could a woman like that get lost! Even if she was lost, she wouldn't be!

I don't have a quiet atmosphere to think about. I want someone to analyze the situation for me.

I suddenly thought of earphones.

I touched my ear. The headphones were still there, but I didn't know if Old Eel would be able to receive them. I looked around and found that the bag wasn't in the cage.

The butterfly knife was still there, the dagger was still there.

Phew, it's fine if I don't have a gun. I can still fight in close quarters.

Just as I was thinking, a voice from the second row spoke up.

"Do you want to become monsters?"

Monster? What do you mean?

When the girls in the first row heard this, they all became silent. They looked at each other and realized that it wasn't the first row. They all looked at the second row.

"If you make any more noise, you will be caught and tested."

I didn't hear in which direction, and this time I did. The sound came from the cage at the very end of the second row.

The girls in the first row must have been shocked by this sound. After all, anyone who suddenly heard someone interrupting would be terrified, and this voice came from behind them.

Right now, the warehouse was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop.

I didn't see anyone talking, but if I didn't talk to this talking girl, I guess I wouldn't even know what happened if I disappeared for no reason.

"Elder sister, what is the monster?"

Since no one asked, then it was up to me to do so.

However, even after waiting for a long time, I still didn't hear that person reply to me. During this blank period of time, everyone was silently waiting.

After a few minutes, the girl started talking again.

"What is a monster? Those things in the fourth row are monsters. "

The woman didn't say anything obvious, but her voice was trembling. It was obvious how afraid she was of the fourth row.

I could see that she was so scared that even from my cage I could see her leaning against the bars of the cage.

"Elder sister, don't be afraid." I comforted her. "What kind of experiments would they do if they shouted?"

When the woman was finally asked by me, she suddenly screamed, as if she was provoked by something.

"I don't know anything! Don't ask me, don't come over. I didn't say anything. I don't want my tongue cut. I'm not a longmouthed woman. "

The woman, Ulla, said a lot, although I didn't understand anything. But I heard the word "tongue-cutting" clearly.

Seeing the woman uncontrollably shouting, just as he was about to console her with a few words, the fourth row of cages suddenly emitted a sound similar to grinding one's teeth.

All the girls in the second row began to tremble. Even the previously expressionless women in the third row started to glare, as if some terrifying power was being transmitted from the fourth row.

The change didn't strike the other girls in the first row as much, but it was different for me.

Because I watched the other cages in advance.

However, just as he started grinding his teeth, the man from before entered.

Without knowing what he had done, the fourth row slowly quieted down. Then the man strode to the center of the warehouse.

"I'm telling you, either don't say anything or let me send you to your death. Don't f * cking scream or you'll hear me!" The man's voice was loud. "Especially you newcomers! "If you make any more noise, I'll kill you all!"

The man sat back in his chair. It was obvious that he was annoyed by what had just happened.

It was as if what happened just now almost made him get scolded by the higher-ups.

The man was sitting cross-legged on a chair, unable to speak, not wanting to look at the man all the time, so I turned my back to him: I prefer to look at a woman, even a woman with unkempt hair, rather than at a man.