Reliving The Past ~ Mage Of The Abyss 22 Chapter 17 ~ A Bad Day 3/4

Done wearing her 'newfound' clothes, Siola went back from the alley and head to the market. T-Talking about clothes, the suit… suits her well. Especially with the black long s.h.i.+rt. It is odd, but the suit suited her figure well enough.

In her pockets, she now has a bit over 200$. And of course, she now has a gun with her, pocketed deep in her hips.

The market, it is large and it could easily make people lost their sense of direction. Not mentioning that in terms of verticality, the place can be considered gigantic. Lost in a mall is common, but on this one, it is even more so than ever.

"Now… which part of this h.e.l.lhole can I find that b.a.s.t.a.r.d. He's like a f.u.c.king rabbit in Lorkhan. When I see him again, I'll tear him apart."

s.h.i.+fting her eyes left and right so fiercely, an immense bloodl.u.s.t is radiating from her. She tries to calm herself down, thinking to rashly can lead to unwanted events. Sighing, "Haa… I should've spent more time and go out, I could barely remember this place."

Siola referred to her past life. Since her gaming career was booming at the time, it has completely filled up almost all of her schedule. She didn't have quite the opportunity to get out and walk around all she likes. Not that she was usually 'like' to go outside though. She's not truly introverted either, she just finds it bothersome, that's all.

Looking back at her suit, "Hmm, judging from his clothes, he might be a part of a group, or at least serving one. Just need to find which group it was and then take what's mine."

The fork is something that has caught her eyes, she doesn't care about the values, "I just want it back." Having a stern determination in her heart, she's sworn to get it back no matter what.

…

After a while, she went back to the dense market area.

Siola went around asking things to people. "Hey, you know a kid that is this size, wearing a green hoodie and a mask?"

The man shook his head, "Sorry"

"I see."

"Excuse me, do you know about ~"

She kept asking around and around, but it's in vain. No one knew or saw such person. Siola also asked around on several different "Group" members around the area, but they too have nothing on the thief. They know some, but never seen the one she was talking about.

*A Group is basically a gang, but the Group here includes many kinds of different "power" whether it's people with powers or just a bunch of homeless in the streets. As long as they have some kind of "Power" whether it's a firearm or medical expertise, and as long as they are joined or make a large circle between themselves and hiring others, they are too can be called as a "Group". The only difference is whether or not it's official, and being one means that it has a connection to the government, but it's unrelated whether it's good or not.*

There is one more Group that Siola hasn't asked, but she's not too sure about it.

'Only Glossed Serenade left. I want to avoid them if possible, but they might know something.'

Putting in the slithery green paper inside a vending machine, Siola went to grab a drink from it. She walks as she drank it.

*slurp*

The refres.h.i.+ng water of the carbonated drink tingles her dried tongue.

'That kind of group must be avoided as much as possible. I believe that their influence is one of the biggest in this area. They have the wises when it comes to giving away things, but they are the most notorious when it comes to shady practices. They might even ask me for my liver just to give me that information.'

*gulp*

*gulp*

'I heard they have enough cash to make the entire group go up in ranks and went to the High Sector, but they didn't do it and just kept themselves here."

Chuckled, "Heh, I really don't understand corporate worlds at all."

*gulp*

She emptied the can and casually throwing them right at the trashcan.

"No choice, I suppose."

Siola has decided. The 'No choice' she was saying only applies to the possibility of what she can do, what she wants to do, and what she needs to do.

She walked to the deeper part of the market place. The amount of neon light and high-tech— but small— stores here are enormous. Quite a number of them sell parts of Cyberwear while the other sells many other things.

'Should be around here'

She found herself in a narrow dark alley. There is nothing here but a door and it's located on the deeper part on the left. Siola's eyes widened when she found it, 'There it is. Let's hope they really know something.'

Only because she's saying it so, Siola doesn't really have something to put her hopes into.

She walked to the door and knocked on it.

*bang *bang *bang

A small window just slides open at the top center of the door. A pair of fully red eyes appeared, they looked down, "What do you want?"

Siola looks up, and said, "Need a dirt on a little c.o.c.kroach"

"…"

"how much?" the man asked.

"199"

"… all right, slide it in."

Siola took out her money and put them all in the door's small window.

"…"

*clank *zrrrt

After a moment, the man unlocked the door and allowed Siola to come in. "Follow, and don't look around too much."

Siola followed him down the stairs, the interiors are lit in a bright and moody light tone. Looking around her, she found herself in some unpleasant domain, but some people might find it… quite the opposite.

*Plash*

"Ahhh, yes. Ohh, Yesh, Mistress. Please spank my d.i.c.k with that stick—"

*Plash*

"Ahhhhh, yes. Yes!"

*Takk

The dominatrix stomped his d.i.c.k hard and lash him again. The wounds on the man's body are nothing to be concern about but…

*Plash *Plash

"Ahhhhhhhnnnnn!"

*Spluuuuuurt*

The burst of the colorless liquid shoot flies away from the head to another head. He came all over his own body. The dominatrix stomped his stomach that is coated with his own c.u.m and grind it on top of his belly. Her high heels keep rubbing his navel. She lifted her foot and as the man opened his mouth, she sticks her heels inside it.

Siola swallowed her Saliva as she witnesses it all.

There are many of them that are like that here, but that one was the one that was stood out the most… err, the most… pa.s.sionate.

Siola thought, 'Hmm… Kurira used to do me harder than that, I shouldn't judge him. Everyone has their own kink, and it would be petty of me to shame his.'

As she walks, Siola s.h.i.+fted her eyes to the dominatrix, 'Goodness, look at that body. She must have trained a lot to have that perfect muscles, and keep maintaining to such a subtle degree… remarkable. Rakuri used to do it too, I suppose. having that kind of muscle… not too strong, but definitely noticeable enough to have people get aroused with a single look.'

As she s.h.i.+fted her attention, their eyes met. Her eyes dominate Siola's mind, she quickly turned her head around. 's.h.i.+t, I feel like she was about to eat me with those eyes. I need to be careful and don't look around too much. I wouldn't mind looking underneath that mask though.'

The man she follows didn't notice it since he was busy… err, sweating. His eyes are a bit flickering, and it seems he doesn't like or wanted to be here… maybe.

He leads Siola down to a bas.e.m.e.nt-like room, the path is narrow, and from the looks of it, it only connects to one thing… a rusty old door. This raises a question in her head. 'Is that where they negotiate things? Good G.o.d, I don't want to be here already. Maybe I should cancel it and just leave? But that would be disrespectful towards them. I don't want to make such unnecessary enemies that are so powerful that it could bring a s.h.i.+ver down to the cops' spine.'

The enemy she was talking about is the head of the group that was ent.i.tled to be one of the cruelest n.o.bles in the Desolated Sector. The head of the Glossed Serenade.

The man unlocked the door and then told her to come in.

Siola is starting to get nervous because it's dark inside and there is not even a slither of light that can be seen. She mustered up her will and went in… which, all of a sudden.

*Bam *clack

"Eh?"

The man outside just closed the door in a hurry and locked it.

"W-Wait, a minute. Hey, why did you lock the door?"

Siola started panicking, it's so dark inside, and she can't see a single thing.

Banging on the door, "Hey, it's not funny, open the door! Hey!! Please, open the door!"

*Bang *Bang *Bang

She tried to open it with its handle, but it suddenly broke. Her eyes widened, and then she continues to bang on the door, "HEEYY! OPEN THIS G.o.dd.a.m.n DOOR!"

*Bwooong *Blang

Her eyes widened to its edges… that was the sound of the entrance to the bas.e.m.e.nt sound like when they enter. That means it has been closed just now. Siola instantly knows what is going on, and for sure, she doesn't like it.

*BAM*

No pun intended, but she banged the metal door with her delicate fist. With something so shocking happened to her so suddenly, Siola has many running emotions welling up in her stomach, they're mixing with each other so she can��t tell which is which or know how to express them. Though with the darkness inside that room, no one can tell what her expression is.

'd.a.m.n it! He tricked me!', she yelled, "How dare you!"

*BAM *BAM

"You come here, and I'll put my hand in your skull!

She punched the door again and again, though not so hard because she knew that she would just be hurting herself otherwise.

"…"

No respond given. There is no sound or anything. Chills crawling up her spine as she tries to look around. She's not a fan of the dark, so obviously, her sight took a longer time to adjust.

Sweats dripping from both of her chin and cheek. The nervousness keeps coming to her head and so does the fear. Panting so heavily. 'Why is this place so hot…'

She wants to look around to understand the layout better, but her feet won't move. She is afraid.

'T-There must be a c-camera around here, I need to find and…'

Trying to keep herself calm, she resorts to logical thinking. Her feet however, tried to defy her. She mustered up the courage to walk, and so she did. Nervously as sweats dripping her clothes soaked with her own water, she felt up her surroundings and found absolutely nothing.

'T-This place is… it's a f.u.c.king box.'

*Pfsssst*

"What was that?"

She thought for sure, she just p.i.s.sed herself, but it turns out, it's not. Siola quickly looked around and of course, she found nothing, but that sound, she kind of knows what it is. That was the sound of air pumping out just like when her capsule was starting up.

'Don't tell me… they're going to burn me alive!?'

Since her capsule design the same way, she resorts to think of the opposite possibility of its function. The capsule was designed to chill the inside, but this one, judging how warm it is. That means this box, it's going to be heated instead.

"No, no, noo. Nooo!"

*BANG *BANG *BANG

"Someone help!! Please, let me go! I'll do anything, I'll do anything, so please let me go!!"

*Pfsssst*

Another air pumping out.

Siola's eyes widened as the room temperature is steadily going up.

Muttering as she trembles, "N-No way…"

…