Trigger warning : Sensitive content ahead. Might make you queasy; please read with caution.
Ari looked at her teen self, who was tied to the chair, with a frown on her face. She raised her head and looked at the sight that little Ari was seeing and was stunned when she saw what was happening in front of her.
In front of her was a bed, and on that bed was the masked man whom her mother called Master Roman. But he was not alone. Together with him was a woman who was riding him; while the woman's face was turned away from Ari, the man was looking at her.
He seemed to be smiling while looking at the pale and sick expression on little Ari's face. And she heard him say, "Are you jealous, darling?"
"Don't worry, learn these lessons well. Because one day you will have to serve me just like this," the man said to her teen self, who was no older than fifteen years old.
