Pablo was holding a plastic bottle in his hand and its inside was completely white.
"Is that…" The Villagers had their eyes wide open.
"Yes. It is what I said. I stored the mist here." Pablo raised the bottle for everyone to see.
"So you need a separate place to experiment on that?" Socrates asked.
"Yes. I want to know about it and no one should come there. It will be harmful for all of you. And it shouldn’t be inside the bunker."
"Alright. You shall get everything you need. Foro will give you the items you asked for." Socrates assured.
Pablo nodded. "And buy some food for all of us with that money. No one should stay hungry."
"Great. We will do that." Socrates obliged and turned around.
"Thank you, detective." The villagers thanked Pablo for the food and all of them went away.
Foro, Ghetto and some other villagers went outside to gather some food and Pablo’s items.
Now only Pablo, Sera and his ten slaves were present near the tree.
"You are proficient in lying, sir." Nike said.
"And you are proficient in crying." Pablo replied.
"I can cry well because that’s all I ever did."
"I can also lie well because of the same reason."
"That’s a nice answer."
"Anyway, you all should change your clothes. Here.."
Pablo threw five clothes at the slaves.
"It’s for the boys. The size might be different for all of you. But it’s still better than what you are wearing right now."
’Good thing I bought a lot of clothes.’
The slaves held the new clothes and all of them stared at them with sparkling eyes.
"Thank you, sir. I never saw new clothes my whole life."
"You are just twelve years old, Young. Your whole life isn’t even that long."
"Still, thank you."
"No need. And don’t wear them right away. Have a bath first. Clear yourself. You all are looking like shit." Pablo ordered.
"Do we not get new clothes?" The female slave, Melon, asked.
"I don’t have clothes for girls. My assistant will take care of it." Pablo looked at Sera.
"Will you do it? For me?" Pablo asked. He used correct words to make Sera agree with him.
"Only for you." Sera replied just as Pablo expected.
"Um. Her clothes won’t fit me properly." Melon said, looking at Sera’s chest.
’Don’t poke her like that.’
Sera clenched her fists. "I have a modest size. And my face covers for the lack of any bad quality I have. Don’t you eve-"
"Alright. Alright. That’s enough." Pablo stood up before things could escalate.
"Melon, say sorry to her." He said.
"Sorry, ma’am." Melon apologized with a bow.
"My foot. You won’t get any clothes from me now."
’She stepped foot in her throbbing vein it seems.’
"It’s fine, Sera. You are pretty. From the curve of your neck to the arch of your eyelids, your beauty makes people slaves."
’Andre is angry at you even more now. You stole his lines.’
’They are not his lines. And shut up.’
"But she disrespected me. How can a slave dare to do that?" Sera was still angry.
Pablo sighed.
’Guess I have to do some Romeo stuff.’
He walked towards Sera and stood in front of her.
"Sera," He said, softly.
"Yes?" Sera’s anger subsided a little as well.
Pablo came closer to her ears.
Andrezj flinched. Another threat?
But Pablo said :
"I don’t mind them small."
Pablo moved back and Sera was finally silent.
’That will keep her sane for a while.’
"Now please give the girls some clothes. I have wasted enough time."
"Yes."
Sera threw some clothes at the female slaves.
The girls caught it.
"So pretty."
"Thank you, ma’am."
"Th-thank you." The Elf girl, Hena, also spoke.
Sera didn’t reply to any of that. She ignored them all.
"The bathroom is in the bunker. First the boys will go and then the girls. There is no one inside the bunker right now. And the bathroom is not that good but you all have to cooperate for a few days. I will make sure no one enters until you are done. Now get lost."
Pablo gave some orders and the male slaves acted right away.
All five of them went inside the bunker and Pablo laid on the stone pavement.
He closed his eyes but his ears were open for any movements around him.
The female slaves stayed silent and Sera also sat down to rest for a while.
After thirty minutes, all five boys came out from the bunker.
Pablo looked at them and they were looking better than before. The clothes were long and loose for them though. But most importantly, their feet were clean now.
"Your turn, girls."
Pablo closed his eyes again and all five girls ran towards the bunker.
’They will take time.’
"See that no one goes inside the bunker." Pablo ordered his slaves and closed his eyes again.
And as Pablo expected, after one and a half hours, the girl came out from the bunker.
They took way more time than the boys.
Pablo looked at them and his attention went straight at Hena.
The Elf girl made the other girls look pale. She was already looking good before but now she was a princess.
Sera’s clothes fit alright with all the girls. Although Melon faced some difficulties, she wasn’t complaining.
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"Hena." Pablo spoke, lying with one leg on top of another, his eyes still closed.
The girl twitched. It was a sudden call for her.
"Yes?"
"I know what you are and I want to listen to your story in private later. Keep that in mind."
Hena’s heart sank. She stared at Pablo with extreme shock.
Pablo saw that and smiled.
’Now I am sure you are hiding some things.’
"Don’t be scared. It will stay between me and you. Now keep moving."
"Hmm." Hena could only nod and with other girls, she stood behind Pablo.
No one spoke anything after that and Pablo remained lying as before.
After five more minutes, the silence was finally broken by the sound of footsteps.
"You are finally here." Pablo opened his eyes and sat back up.
In front of him were Foro and Ghetto and they were carrying two big bags each.
Foro took the two bags from Ghetto and presented all four of them in front of Pablo.
"We brought your stuff, detective."