No Time for Bullshit

Since no one can enter or leave my Establishment without my say so, I can accurately guess what had just happened here while my attention was elsewhere.

But there is no point in doing that, as I will turn her into my slave with a Contract.

Everything can be forgiven if she submits herself to me for the rest of her life. The alternative is death – plain and simple.

"Zan…der? Zander!" Natalie calls out tearfully. "I didn't mean it. I didn't mean to kill him. He was… he was…"

Why did I tell her my real name again? Oh, I was thinking of bringing her to the Subway Station to join the others, and since that was the case, there was no point in hiding my name. I am still going to bring her there, but under a different pretense.

I ignore her and head out of the room to find a clean bed and some sheeting. There are plenty around for me to grab even if the building looks like it is haunted.

Since this is only the first week, I am not too concern about Ghosts and Evil Spirits and the likes yet.

"Zander? Wait! Don't leave me. Please!" Natalie calls out and tries to follow me, but the barrier around the Headquarter prevents her from leaving. She hammers against the barrier while screaming for me, but that doesn't elicit a response from me.

Once I have obtained what I needed, I return to Natalie. "So, Natalie. Are you going to tell me that Eric tries to have his ways with you, and in your defense, you bash his head in?"

Natalie nods repeatedly. Her tears have ruined a lot of her makeups, making her looks like a slut. More like a whore, and she is probably one. "Yes. Yes. That is exactly what happen!"

"Then why did you keep bashing his head until he is dead?" I question. "Once is understandable. Twice is tolerable, but a dozen times in rapid succession? Please tell me a more convincing lie."

Natalie is lost for words, at least for a moment. "I… I… he threatens me! He said that –

"Save it," I interject and summon a System Window, causing her to jerk back in surprise. There is really no need for know her reason. Her problem is her problem, and she will have to deal with it herself.

"W-what. What is that?" Natalie calls out, as she has not seen any of my power before.

"This is a Slave Contract," I answer her truthfully. "You can read through it if you like, but I don't think that is necessary, considering you will sign it. I don't need to tell you what happen if you don't. Besides, I recall someone offering me a hand for protection?"

Under my eyes, Natalie is visibly shaken. "What will you do with me?"

"Nothing you would have not done so yourself to survive," I response. "Just place your hand onto that screen there and say your name."

Natalie hesitantly does so, and the moment she does, nothing happens. That shouldn't be unless…

Amaterasu is summoned into my hand. "Alright, do it again, but say your real name this time. If nothing happens again, I will chop you into little pieces, starting with your arms and legs."

Natalie immediate repeats, and this time, she uses her real name, allowing me to gain another slave.