BLUE TALE (The Series) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

The apartment was supposed to be empty.Raven had checked the locks twice, made sure the windows were latched, and killed the lights before settling into the quiet hum of his own busy thoughts. It was one of those rare nights where exhaustion hit in waves, on where the world outside could keep spinning without his interference.Then came the sound. Soft. A shift in the air. The kind of thing a man learns to pick up when he’s been through a lot already.A click. Then the lock turned.Raven’s grip tightened around his wine glass before he carefully set it down on the kitchen counter. He hadn’t touched the door in over an hour. Someone else had.He moved quietly, slipping toward the nearest drawer where his knife was stashed. His fingers brushed the door handle….“Don’t.” Came a strange, gruff voice. The voice was low, flat. Unfamiliar.Raven froze, his jaw clenching.A figure stood by the front door, barely illuminated by the streetlights filtering through the window. A man, dressed in

Leroy stared into space, planning the whole thing out after Xcott departed. The thought of never going back to earth again… it was saddening even if he was treated as shit there.His legs suddenly gave out to the sad thoughts and he collapsed down on the lounge chair. From one nightmare straight into another.Well, admittedly the surroundings and the food were significantly better here than earth of course, but at least on the earth he knew what his belonged to him and no one else to control it. Here his chains were not visible but they were just as strong. Even worse, his stupid straight body responded to Xcott with an intensity he had never felt before, betraying his every attempt to remain angry or even aloof as he has been all his life. And Xcott had seemed to respond just as strongly. Maybe he was a gay alien and he enjoyed this sort of rainbow life?Despite the circumstances, Leroy had almost believed that there might be a connection between them. When Xcott's eyes warmed, whe

“That’s it? Watch television or pamper myself?”  Leroy was more than ecstatic. Was this how life was in the world outside of Earth? It was really enticing that someone as greedy would choose to stay here and never leave. But not him. “Of course. I told you that Almighty Xcott was very generous,” K'coba said proudly. Leroy stared at him, trying to figure out how to explain to the alien man that his suggestionshorrified his little heart rather than pleased it. There had never been a time in his bitter life when he wasn’t constantly busy.  As little as he was at 20 years old, he was the only child of a dead mother and an imprisoned father who hadn’t managed to secretly save up good money before the doom that befell. Things were never so difficult that none of his parents ever experienced a series of low-paying jobs and Leroy had been sp

Leroy’s heart pounded in his chest, his mind racing with possibilities. "I might know a way actually." His fingers curled into the fabric of his loose-fitting tunic. He should be overjoyed; this was the first real thread of escape he’d been given. But something about the way both women looked at him made his stomach twist. It’s not that simple, is it? It never was. “You know a way?” Leroy asked, his voice coming out rougher than he intended. This was hope, but in an upsetting way. “And you’re just telling me because?” Jadona exhaled, as if she had expected that reaction. “Little man…” “No.” He shook his head, his eyes burning. “Do you have any idea what it’s like to wake up in a place where you don’t belong? To be dragged into a life you never agreed to?”

“No,” Leroy shook his head. “No, please. No. Stop.” Xcott didn't pay heed. Once he fastened them around Leroy's wrists, the catch disappeared. They were beautiful and Leroy now admired the gleam of the gold against his pale white skin. They were just… bracelets. And this time, masculine ones. Leroy opened his mouth to thank him but he was already reaching for two more. These matched the first set but were slightly longer and Leroy eyed them with uneasy suspicion as he bent to fasten them around Leroy's ankles.  Leroy's thoughts immediately flashed back to the metal cuffs the slavers had used, but those heavy metal bands were a far cry from these delicate golden links.  “What are those?” he demanded. Xcott laughed softly and the low rumble sent a shiver of pleasure up Leroy's spine in spite of his trepidation. “Let’s