As usual, there is no freedom in my life. There is no such thing as freedom in the position of a slave. Gradually, I can see that the people around me, who are also slaves, are getting more and more nervous. Every time I feel it, my heart is also worn out.
The slaves are ruled by despair. It is instilled in them that there is no escape from this place. Occasionally, as if for show, the slaves get hurt. Some are whipped for such trivial things as dropping something they were carrying. The people who rule us see us as beasts. They never recognize us as human beings.
--I am here as an obedient slave. Fortunately, I am beautiful to the human eye. My appearance and my obedience have allowed me to be liked by humans. I am treated better than other slaves. Because of this, there are quite a few slaves who are dissatisfied with the way they are treated even though they are also slaves. I want to get out of my position as a slave. If it is possible, I would like to be with those who have fallen into slavery.
I want to do so, but I have not told anyone about my true intention. ---Because I don't know where they will find out. I am forced to think and act on my own. I am forced to do so. I can't ask for advice. If I do, my desire may never be fulfilled again. In fact, I've seen some people who were trying to escape disappear when they realized what they were doing. I hope they are alive, but ...... they may have been killed.
I could be killed, too, if they realize I'm always thinking about escaping.
---Dascha really does have a beautiful face.
The one who likes me is a nobleman from the kingdom of Migga. She seems to be the daughter of a count. They say that they have a higher rank than commoners, but they are not the highest.
However, it is definitely better to be liked by the nobles than to be a slave who is not liked by anyone. Because you can gather information.
---To be honest, being touched by ears and tails with an enraptured face is so unpleasant that I want to shake off my hands. I had been told by my mother and older sister that ears and tails are for the guard to touch. But now I am touching them with a human girl whom I don't feel anything for, and whom I am using only to gather information. I feel as if I am losing something precious, as if my precious memories are being stained, and I want to shout abuse at the girl in front of me. But I hold back.
For the sake of the desire I want to fulfill. For the sake of the desire I want to fulfill.
What's the point in doing this? Even if I endure, I will remain a slave for the rest of my life. It's not that I don't have feelings akin to giving up. ---But I do not want to give up. Because I long from the bottom of my heart to be free someday.
I'm glad you like it.
"You're so cute."
The look in her eyes, as if she were enraptured, is a little bit insane. I have a feeling that one day my chastity will be taken away from me, but, well, I think it is inevitable that it will be taken away from me. It would be one of the sacrifices I would have to make to get out of this environment.
I will be obedient to this human girl in front of me and refrain from standing beside her. As long as I am allowed to do so, I can at least gather more information than when I am just a slave. If I had the power to do something about the current situation in an instant, it might be different, but I don't have that kind of power.
That is why, when I thought about what I should do, I thought I should assess the situation, find an opportunity, and take action. To do that, I need a lot of information.
I was trying to piece together in my mind the information that this girl and her parents had whispered to me.
Recently, the girl in front of me told me that the king of a neighboring country might have died. It is said that one of the reasons why this country, the Kingdom of Migga, has enslaved us beastmen is because the neighboring country has acquired a special being called "Kamiko," which I don't understand.
It is said that the country where the god child is said to be happy, but the neighboring country is currently in a difficult situation. The girl in front of me said confidently, "She said that the father treated the godchild he protected unfairly, and that he might not really be a godchild! She said confidently, "I am not really a godchild!
It is said that in the neighboring country, there will be a great deal of trouble because of this. And they don't know what will happen in the country where I am being held captive.
The girl in front of me misunderstood me, perhaps because I was obedient and showed that I liked her.
She is still as enraptured as ever, "If anything happens to me, protect me, Dascha.
And she smiles at me with her eyes as enraptured as ever.
She doesn't know what I'm thinking. She didn't understand that I was listening in and piecing together information from inside the Countess's house.
---I will escape from this position no matter what people say or how they look at me.
---The cat listens.
(The cat's beastman deceives all in order to achieve his goal. (The cat, its captive, deceives all to achieve its goal, even those of the same slaves and the noble girl who favors it. He listens and gathers information. All in order to escape from his position as a slave.)