/HISS/
"What are you doing, you bitch? Move!"
A man who was holding a leash that was wrapped over someone's neck shouted.
To the woman that was walking while also trying to maintain her balance.
From the clothes that were barely covering her body, one could see the scars that were shining bright red.
"Move!"
However, for this the man was unfazed.
No, he didn't even look at the woman.
He just pulled the leash.
Though, the women didn't even try to resist.
Because it didn't matter.
Her mind had already shut itself down.
And it was the same for those women following her.
Yes, the woman was not alone.
Behind her was a line of women who were in the same condition as her.
Those who did not have anywhere to go did not even have the right to live independently.
Slave.
Was the name of those.
As the man was walking, those women were following him.
