Chained and Sold

After reaching the age of twelve, I became a foster brother to the lady Himmawari, A twenty year old girl without any parents. She was more pretty, her body delicate and small. It's a pity that she was poor. She worked as a silk worker at the kimono store.

At first glance, she was destined to die with only a small amount of money in her hands, while being tossed between men who wanted to indulge in her body. Either way, she would have a hard time finding a man who'd stay by her side and give her all the riches in the world. Far from living a normal life.

She was bullied by the people and villagers didn't care about her. I felt bad and would pick fights with the people, but Himmawari would stop me and keep quiet, she cared me like a sister just like Hina but I can feel she was in pain. I swear myself I would protect her at all costs.

It's been seven years since I escaped the kingdom, I still remember the incident and want to kill the mad king Nomura with my bare hands. I was announced dead along with my family and the kingdom name was destroyed and was fully taken by Amida. I used to get met by the soldiers but they hardly couldn't recognise me due to the looks changed as I dyed my hair black. But I swear to God, there will be one day I will kill the wretched king and bring back the kingdom which was once lost.

I still had the forbidden power and used it the last time during the boat incident. I trained every day to increase my power, but I was not strong enough to fight any enemy. I hid next to the martial arts camp and watched the men train, but I was discovered one day by the master. He could have punished me, but because I begged to work as a servant at the Dojo, I was assigned tasks such as filling the water and cleaning the place.

Even though I was working, I paid close attention to each person's movements. After everyone had gone home for the night, I took my time learning the arts, when suddenly...

"What are you doing here?" inquired the master.

"I'm sorry sir, I just want to train and learn martial arts fighting so I can protect my sister," I knelt and bowed to him.

I was terrified that the master would kill me for practicing the arts without permission. When he raised his hand, I closed my eyes expecting to be punished, but instead he pulled me up.

"Tomorrow after sunset, four hours training in the first room," the master said.

I was stunned and speechless, so I bowed before the master and thanked him. I ran as fast as I could to inform my sister. But as I got closer to the house, I noticed my sister blowing the pipe while heating the water.

"I'm back, sister."

"Oh! Shin, welcome back, and how hard do you work? "Himmawari stated

"Yes, Sister," I said as I handed over my earnings. Himmawari would also pat my hair if I did a good job.

"Go take a bath, Shin; I'll prepare the food," the sister advised.

"yes"

I was drying myself when I heard a voice and peered out the window to see a couple of men near her at the door.

"If it isn't a pretty young lady..." remarked a man.

As I was about to save her, I reached for the kitchen knife and stabbed one of the men silently. When the man began to attack me, I fought in the same way that the students had trained and began fighting. While I was fighting. I saw the thug holding a knife against my sister's neck. I was surrounded by people and told to surrender.

I was knocked out before I could move and saw Himmawari's master walking with a stick that hit me and my sister in the face.

"Sister!" I yelled.

I was enraged and about to unleash my power when the man kicked me in the stomach, knocking me out. As I lay weak, I saw my sister on the ground, smiling weakly, and I could feel her pain as the work ladies beat her up as her master had ordered. I tried to get up but was weakened by her final words, "Take care." When I saw my own family die in this manner, I tried to fight but was instead knocked out by a kick to the face.

When I awoke, I was tied up against a wall in a warehouse. When the door opened, a group of men entered, claiming that my sister had stolen a large sum of money from her boss, the master of the silk shop. They searched the house for a long time, but when nothing was found, the master ordered punishment. They even claimed that the money was borrowed because she was sick and would die in a few months if proper treatment was not sought. Despite being cured, she failed to repay the master and was put to death.

At that point, I felt compelled to flee and did so instinctively. However, after less than a half-day of being tied up and slowly trying to break free from the ropes, I was successful and tried to run, but the men caught me from behind and dragged me to the room.

Before I could even stand up and scream, the men began beating me. When I saw the Silk owner approaching, I expected the next man to kick or slap me on the cheek, but for some reason, his touch was quite cautious. As soon as I noticed something strange, I heard the man's voice say, "If there are wounds on his face, I'll will not be able to sell him!"

My body was struck by the pot's lid at that precise moment. It hurt a lot more than a man's hand.

I arrived at an unfamiliar location not long after. For the first time, I saw some people, and they adorned my body with a soft cloth. The perfumed oil sprinkled on top was so strong that I couldn't help but feel uneasy. The thin soft fabric was too thin to be called clothing; it felt more like a second skin. People's eyes rushed to me as I stepped up on the cage while wearing it, hundreds of burning stares on her. Then I realized... The slave market was here.

"As you can see, he has white hair that appears to be tanned by the sun. With…"

The women's loud voice was adding to the heat in the Market. The surrounding area began to fill up as a hand gently swept down my head.

The platform on which I stood was as tall as I was, and everyone beneath it was staring at me.

My vision was blurry due to the bright light shining down on me, but it was difficult to avoid the stares of the countless people in front of me.

"His skin is even softer to the touch." The hand that had lightly touched my head moved to my cheek.

My eyes widened, I bit back a gasp, and my body trembled like a small rabbit. I was trembling because I didn't know what to do about the shame that was overpowering me, and giggling voices began to fill the room as if these words were a signal.

"Does he have a virgin?"

A question arose among women. It was difficult to tell who was who due to the brightness.

"Obviously. If you're curious, why not investigate for yourself?"

To the playful voice, the atmosphere gradually rose. The women who had gathered here were all nobles. The nobles' secret playground, the market for buying and selling young slaves

The magnificent bustling empire had a dark side, like a stained shadow.

I recall the king strictly prohibiting the purchase and sale of slaves outside of the official market, but no one said anything. These nobles were the ones who made and broke laws. This entertainment was more enjoyable than anything else, and they desired to partake in it.

"I'll begin the auction!" declared the man.

I returned my gaze to the man. The host's face resembled that of the dog fight's host.

"All right, start with 300 gold."

The bids began as if everyone was waiting for him to begin.

"360"

It progressed from 369 to 400 to 500 to 1000. When suddenly someone exclaimed, "10,000!"

My gaze was drawn to the voices. Someone on the right called 10,000.

The price was double that of the previous one. Those people's gazes darted to the source. It was the silk owner who was sitting in the middle of the hall. He was sitting and smiling, but it didn't take long to figure out that he was an old man with grey hair and a bulging belly who had shouted 20,000.

Despite the pause, the host's words rang out loudly. His voice was unusually loud, as if he was impressed. "Two thousand!"

He was an elderly, powerless nobleman. His skinny body did not serve him well, and he wanted me as payment for not receiving the payment taken from Himmawari. I looked that scum in the eyes and felt Akuma's power surge towards me.