While various movements appeared all around the territory, there were also a few who simply didn’t have a sense of urgency. For instance, there was Becky who was walking around and observing the aftermath.
Rather, while she did feel a little sad for the victims, for the most part she was just happy to walk around without feeling someone would pull her every two alleys or so.
It wasn’t like they’d appreciate her help, anyway.
Although she never did anything to anyone, just the fact that she was once Fargo’s woman naturally made her an evil woman. As she walked, she would only receive looks and frowns. If she walked closer, those frowns would be deeper.
So… she didn’t bother helping anyone out, thinking that she’d be spat on or mocked instead.
Don’t blame her for being selfish. She had suffered too much to risk her own skin for others, and it had never worked her way.
Hey! She almost got gang raped when she tried helping other women! She was lucky she was pretty and the leaders were possessive, so she was fortunately limited to one at a time.
When she felt she was going to get shared, she would act coy and make the man feel extremely special—like, her wanting to sleep only with him and him alone—thus causing him to change his mind.
Anyway, because she was smooth, she managed to escape the fate of becoming a sex toy for the Rongos after the lord got tired of her. Rather, she also found another use for herself under Fargo’s protection.
How? She immediately showed her knowledge in industrial engineering—yes, that was her major in college—and was assigned to various tasks.
As for why she didn’t do this in the first place, there simply wasn’t a chance to. How could she use her knowledge on a bunch of weeds? There was no one willing to support her ’useless’ field and her only ’value’ as a woman was to bring the men pleasure.
It was only when Fargo found out that they were actually technologically behind another territory—the incredibly intriguing Altera—that they decided to add manpower in this area.
Anyway, she really wanted to move to Altera but she hoped to find acquiantances this time. She was among the unlucky to have gotten herself a ’slave’ status, and she needed to know for sure what she was getting into.
She looked around for a couple more minutes, and she couldn’t help but brighten at the sight of familiar faces!
They were fellow engineering students—though all of different fields—and she had shared a few subjects with them back then.
She squealed and raised her hand, waving at them. "Crow, Dog, Sunny!" "Hey! It’s me~!"
They turned to her almost simultaneously.
Becky made a beautiful sight, but the trio cringed and ignored her, going away and dealing with the clean up of another place.
Becky: "..."
She pursed her lips, and crossed her arms.
How rude…
…
"Whew that was close!" Dog said, patting his chest with his unbandaged hand. He looked pale and nervous, as if just escaping death.
Sunny pursed her lips and nodded, while Crow shrugged, not really caring for gossip.
Becky had a horrible reputation back in college due to various rumors. It was cemented by the fact that she was, apparently, one of Fargo’s women back then.
Anyway, they didn’t want to be associated with her at all!, so they ran away for fear of her trying to attach to them!
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