Chapter 192: A Slavemaster (4)

He was a monogamous person. No matter what, he was still a married man. He hadn't even adjusted himself to have two relations, one in Earth and the other in CHAOS. And it would definitely be trouble for him if he were to engage in relationships in this world. 

According to him, it's not that people can't fall for multiple people but holding themselves back to not deal with the other people he/she fell for despite having a partner is - devotion, which doesn't work in a one=sided manner. If his partner is devoted, he has to show an equal level of devotion. 

He wasn't afraid of cheating.

He wasn't afraid of being seen as scum.

He had grown. He was no more the person who cared much about public opinion of himself.

He was, however, afraid of hating himself. If he wanted, he could easily bring out tens of hundreds of justifications but somewhere deep inside, he would fail to look at himself the same way he previously did.

Thinking till this point, he lightly laughed. 'Why am I suddenly thinking of relationships like a cringe teenager? I thought I was past that.'

By this time, the other two women had also woken up. At first, they had the same reaction as Kaori and freaked out. Once they were made aware of the cold reality, they panicked. At that point, Yukiko and Kaori didn't continue conversing with them. They had no optimistic words to mutter as the situation they were in was extremely bad. So, they decided to let the two recover by themselves.

Approximately ten minutes later.

Rewen threw a pair of keys towards Yukiko. 

Yukiko knew what he wanted and quickly released the restraints. The two women looked at each other, not knowing what to do. The woman in her late-twenties was fairly calm but the woman in her mid-forties had her eyes turn red.

"Give me your names along with your identities," Rewen said while looking straight at them.

"Saito Misaki." The blonde-haired woman in her late twenties said in a calm tone. "I am a prison escapee."

Rewen's eyebrows twitched. "Why did you go to prison?"

"I murdered my husband after I found him cheating on me." The blonde-haired woman said in an emotionless tone.

A small smile appeared on Rewen's face. "You suit my taste. Very well, I shall release you! You are free to go!" He pointed his hand to the stairs that led out of the basement.

Hearing that, all four women are shocked.

The blonde-haired woman glanced at the exit, then again looked at him. "Do you take me for a fool?" 

"It's up to you to believe me or not." Rewen shrugged.

'Whatever. I have nothing to lose.' The blonde-haired woman's eyes flashed before making a run onto the door. When she reached the door, she turned the knob on the door and surprisingly, it was unlocked!

Delighted, she opened the door and ran away.

Rewen was still on his chair. He snickered looking at the disappearing back of the blonde-haired woman, then turned his attention to the middle-aged beautiful woman. "What about you, Aunt…? Can I refer to you as 'Aunt' or would you prefer a bit younger alternatives?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman broke down in tears and fell on her knees. "I… I just want to go back to my… husband…" Unlike the others, she was a normal lady. Some days ago, she came to Zcan State along with her husband illegally to get medicine for her father. Yesterday night, she was sleeping soundly along with her husband. Now, she's suddenly here and found out that she had become a slave.

Rewen felt a headache looking at this. "Stop this." He said in a neutral tone which sounded angry. As much as he didn't want to do it, he had become an authoritarian to keep things in control.

The middle-aged woman hurriedly got up and rubbed her eyes. "Ah… okay. Don't do anything… don't do anything."

Rewen chuckled and walked towards her. When he reached her, he raised his hand. 

The middle-aged woman's initial reaction was to push him away.

"You sure you want to push me away?" Rewen asked while slightly caressing her cheeks, then commented. "Hm… somehow, you are more to my taste than the others." 

The middle-aged woman felt extremely disgusted but didn't dare to raise a voice of objection.

Rewen grabbed her hair and pulled her face close to his. "Cry more, whore."

"Huh?" The middle-aged woman blanked out for a second before she crashed against the wall behind her. "Ah…" She groaned, before falling on her knees and started sobbing.

"Yeah, that's exactly what I like to see." Rewen seemed to find delight in her plight. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed that Yukiko and Kaori's faces were ashen. 'It's about time…'

Sounds of footsteps were heard coming from the stairs of the basement.

"Sir, we have captured her."

Rewen turned around and saw two guards holding the blonde-haired woman, Saito Misaki. The two guards were flabbergasted by the scene that was happening in front of them. 

Looking at the fallen middle-aged woman, one of the guards opened his mouth. "This…"

Rewen waved his hands. "Don't bother about this. Thanks for capturing her. Well, I have another request."

"Hm?" The guards raised their eyebrows. One of the guards seemed to hesitate before finally voicing out his thoughts.  "Sir, we can't do too much---"

Rewen interrupted him. "I don't want you to personally work for me. I want you to send her to where she came from. A slave's life is way better than a prisoner's."

" "Huh?" "

Not only the guards and Saito Misaki herself but everyone in the room was shocked at the request.

The guards' faces went from confusion to slowly regain clarity. "Is she…"

Rewen nodded. "I don't want to be responsible for what's going to happen to the person who buys her. In simple words, I suspect her to be a psychopath." He didn't lie. He really couldn't bear to respectfully converse with a person like this. One could say that he was being a hypocrite.

But, to him, the act of murder itself isn't the problem. He isn't as blind to recognize that there couldn't be justified murders. What bothered him was the cause and the lack of remorse on Misaki's face when she said that she killed her husband because he cheated on her.

One could also say that he was being too dramatic to make such a quick decision.

However, the essence of being a slavemaster is, in modern words - therapy. Rather than branding them with the "slave" tag, the slavemaster tries to get them out of the mentality that they had become a slave and rather, induce an optimistic viewpoint in life into them. When he said - 'A slave's life is way better than a prisoner's', he meant it.

People in this world were civilized. Domestic abuses can be easily reported. It can be argued that the slaves are lesser humans but there are also several communities, especially for their well-being. Therefore, it's a very narrow-minded view to view the world just as the "oppressed" and the "oppressors".