Chapter 104 - Smh

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It wasn't over yet

As the ground and walls, part of the three main components of this place was to be dealt with already--it only left the ceiling to be observed.

Slightly climbing up the sky with the wet eyes that had just been splashed with cold water … by this nasty empty bucket over there, to my right … there was the sky.

As blue and shining as it could be.

With clouds hanging up there, too.

All woolly and fluffy as they did go about their own business, without minding the people of down here.

The sky was wide open to us … for where I stood sitting, at the very least.

And I referred to it as a 'ceiling,' yes.

In the same ways of both the ground and the walls, it was … well, shitty, to be totally blunt.

It only covered the top of my head, along with these guys over to my left, was to be left wide open for the sky to take a peek at us, and then covered the sheltered heads of these eyes right up ahead of me on the other side of the room, (if we may even call it a room).

Hm.

My analysis so far didn't last more than two seconds--it wasn't over yet.

Everything is getting clearer--but it isn't over yet.

As a second point, I should be addressing: myself.

I am being retained, sort of, on that, once again, hell of crude and dirty and gross weird-looking chair.

My ankles are fastened to both forelegs of the chair.

My wrists were about the same as my ankles. Also fastened to both chair arms of the non-chair-like thing my butt is stuck upon.

It was useless to try and move, I'd just ridicule myself in front of the big, bulging eyes, still staring at me and putting me off.

I've just been thrown one full bucket of cold water in the face.

I'm dripping and soaked in water, "Achoo!"

"Oh…! oh, oh, oh!"

Last thing I remember is, hm...

Oh!

It's already clearer enough, with all this right now.

I've been knocked out, haven't I?

I sure as hell could be slow on the uptake, huh?

Then, I must've been brought here.

But … how come?

Oh, okay, that's right.

The humans did go retreating and I was left behind … heh.

If not for that, I would have never ever been caught in this, believe me.

And the recollection was over.

Despite my sorry situation, I still eerily kind of find the time to get proud of myself after I'd remembered the stuff I had to remember.

But … ahem.

Well, that's that, I guess.

At least I'm not dead yet. Like I can even be dead anyway. I'm just way too strong for that to happen~.

And, hm … these guys over to my left I already slightly addressed … they must've been captured, too, right?

--And, finally, as a third point: I should be addressing the folks of that place.

Basically, I could make out we were divided into two groups: my group, the detained ones; and the other group, the ever sturdy-looking … orcs, as you'd have guessed.

The staring eyes of the beginning, where are they from? To whom do they belong? What is it that they want, by looking at me like this?

Obviously, they were the orcs'.

And what is it that they want, by still looking intently at myself, I didn't know about.

But I'd discover that soon enough, right?

My scanning of the place had been done within roughly 5 seconds--and as I tried, so far, to keep it within myself the best I could, by making funny faces with my nose, like this and that…

"Achoo!" I sneezed again, totally against my will.

"Hoho! oh, oh, oh!"

And the nasty empty bucket of cold water that stood right next to me, to the right, laughed again, amused by my sneezing.

No, a nasty empty bucket of cold water couldn't laugh, you're right.

But no, then again, it wasn't exactly the nasty empty bucket of cold water that laughed this way.

Rather, it was the big sturdy orc that stood next to me who laughed like this.

And that very orc, well, I guess he'd been my ticket for getting here.

He was a familiar orc. Even though they all seemed to look so alike. He, and some others, maybe, still kind of stood out, somehow.

I recognized him--but hold on a second: is that bucket of water empty for real or not?--he had the same big tattooed head as his colleague.

What colleague, precisely?

Before joining in on that feud that was raging between humans and orcs, I had fought two humans alongside two orcs, remember?

One of the orcs got away … but he must've planned this all out … I think?

With the same big tattooed face and bald head, he approached me as I was forcefully being kept in a sitting position next to him.

He bent his long and thick body over … and just stuck his face right next to mine.

I turned my face and met with his eyes, too, with a certain sense of nausea towards the ugly and crude features of his face.

His big eyes were looking straight into mine … I tried to imitate him in that, but unfortunately couldn't.

He stared into me, and I stared at him.

Our faces were unnaturally close to each other.

As neither of us did draw our faces back, we just were standing like this.

His expression was motionless; expressionless.

I tried, yet again, to do the same as himself.

But concealing my irritated mood wasn't that easy to do. I'm sure it was showing on the outside.

This was another failure on my behalf. And it'd add up to my irritation as it happened.

Thankfully, it didn't last long anyway.

A change occurred on his face.

His big thick red-tanned lips were arched up like crazy, going upwards, leaving his eyes half-closed by his chunky cheeks.

I did try to mimic his ridicule and unnatural smile--though stopped halfway through; I knew I wouldn't be able to replicate that.

And in any case, let's just be more of a spectator to that, I thought.

He brought that ugly face of his even closer to mine.

His lips suddenly undid their funny smile--they quickly formed into a round, "Oh, oh, oh, you finally wake, little monster. …"

"Oh? …

"I tell Chief!"

Honestly, I didn't expect him to talk at all.

I let that pass with a smile on my lips. It was most welcomed.

"I tell Chief … I told Chief," he began saying again, as his arm waved and pointed at someone further away in front of me, "we can … use you!

"We can use you, we will use you!

"I see what you do to the vile … HUMANS," suddenly frantically bringing his arms up, adding emphasis to the word 'humans' as he spoke, paused for a second or two, then continued,

"You help we--us!--kill vile humans! … you ally … you no foe!"

…

…

"Little monster, what you say?--okay?--not okay?"

Ugh.

Okay.

That was pretty straightforward.

And so, this guy's been who's got me my ticket to this little conference of theirs, huh.

Sighing--only inwardly-- I shook my head repeatedly.

I kind of was expecting that, to be honest.

Though confused for about most of the time he'd been going over his long, tedious line of his, after he'd finished, I could dig it.

It was just about … about what it was all about, basically.

Trying to sum that up wouldn't get me anywhere, I could know that.

Anyhow, going on with the flow, I didn't sigh yet.

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