Gun fire on Yutosai.

Walking beside the road where horse carts, dog carts, and people were pacing by. Some of them noticed the little slave and begin backbiting about him.

"Hey, look that`s the slave. He`s such an ugly creature."

"Yeah. I guess he`s from the S.Y.S house." replied the other.

"He`s wasting his life by struggling. Just end it up.."

"Didn`t you hear the rumors?" interrupted the third person, "That house has reached its limits of serving the slaves. Soon they`re going to end their all lives by getting rid of them."

"Really....how?" asked the first person growing excited.

"Easiest way and more benefits choice. Sell them all," he added insulting to those slaves that they don`t deserve to live. Nonanimals. Nonhuman suits them. Finish them and get a new one, that`s the role there.

The two were surprised by hearing this.

"SHHH! Keep it down, man' whispered the first one to the third person waning him that the slave would hear all out.

"What are you talking about?" annoyed the man showing that the slave was on the next road, five miles away, under the noisy carts and galloping of horses who would be able able to hear a thing.

However, the fact was on the opposite side. If Yutosai was on the other side doesn`t mean he couldn`t hear. He heard it all. He paced with his little fingers right into his ears and said, "Strange... but, I heard it all as though they were right next to me. That's weird." wondered the boy as he continued his way up.

Arriving on top of a green hill, Yutosai could view the map structure of the whole town, build in the center of the plains. Carts were departing and arriving inside. Not much could be seen cause he was far on the plains. He turned his glimpse at the side where small cabin sand shops were build.

That was his destination and there he processed.

On arriving there, there were many carts wagon stopped by and riders having rest. Passengers were taking break with some snacks. They all seem to be travelers. At a side shop under a tree, a grumpy man was sitting with his brush and rug cloth. He was a shoes cleaner. When he got paid, a voice asked,

"Hey! Mister. Do you have any idea where is the man called Sam and his shop?"

The grumpy man looked up at him, silently pointed at his left side using his brush.

Ignoring a thank the stubborn slave went to the direction leaving the shoes cleaner on his own.

A fat man lifting up boxes and piling them up at the back of the shop. As he finished one, he heard, " I came..."

Getting puzzled about who could it be or when did he call someone, he turned, growing surprised to see a small biy around age six, glaring at him. "Are you the slave that rents 12001 gems from the slave house?" asked the fat man pointing in puzzlement, "are you that worthy?"

"You have a problem..." replied back Yutosai in a moody way.

"Hahaha!" Laughed the man loud insulting the slave adding that tis kid likes yoy should be sleeping on their mama's lap drinking warm milks. What are you doing here?. Been from the slaves."

"I don't have a mother. I am a slave" he replied direct.

"How poor thing?" The fat man laughed walking ahead, "you must have been burden to her... unlucky lad? HAHAHA! Anyway let's head to work..."

Yutosai was a cold hearted kid and stuffs like this could never even bring a crack in his feelings. All he did was pull his sleeves and hurried to work. He had to pick up heavy boxes, double than his weight and pile them all inside the store. Open boxes and arrange the stalls inside his store and keep away the empty boxes in the outside. He was forced to pick up two boxes at a time to speed up his work. The boy felt his arm's vein tear like tissue but he kept carrying on.

Not knowing that this was marked as a day earlier before his horrible nightmares awake.

At sunset, Yutosai left the shop without a single scent instead covered in all dirt, black marks and dusty clothes due to the boxes. He was worn out due to the boulder boxes. Pacing back towards the house, closing down his sleeves, exhaling and inhaling, with sweats all over himself he had to return in no pay.

A slave was a tool. He/she could be used at anyway, any type or anywhere. From the house, he/she was rented, paid there at the counter the slaves income and then brought to work. These slaves had to return empty handed with only few strength for eating and sleeping. Their payment was eaten by the house.

The same was done with Yutosai. He pride first, then brought to work till he breaks and then send back penniless.

This was his life....

As Yutosai arrived on the top hill, beside the road suddenly a scene caught his sight from the far distance house, shocking him.

In front of the main gate of S.Y.S house, there were lots of Horse wagons carrying big steel boxes, from four to six with thick horses ready to push them away.

On every steel boxes, there was a crest printed on it. The gate of the house was wide opened as it could be seen from far it's inner building lights glowing.

A flash of memory played back on Yutosai's head when he heard three people talking about the slave house 's members all been sold out.

"This is the one!" shocked the boy, "They're here for us!" He sensed a danger aura from inside that building rather than a peaceful or boarding atmosphere which caused his heart to pump out in fear.

That house was a dangerous place at this moment.

At this rate, he had the opportunity to run away. Since he was out in the plains, no one would suspect hom missing. But, before he could take a step of escape he remembered a sentence in his head,

"My wish is freedom...."

"Lily!" he called out about to run to the house ignoring his fear and risk in there when a loud sound blank his brain.

BANG!!

a gunshot hit his back at the right shoulder, in shockness, he dropped on the soil as a lifeless body on his face.

Two heavy boots men walked towards him from the direction of the town. They sat down at his sides, one moved him straight and checked his face.

Half black and half life, Yutosai could see through his half eyelid still opened as life existing in it. They were two huge men dressed in a military coat with golden lining, seem to be ranking from a high stage.

The one on the right, squeezed opened his right eye, crumbled his grey hairs and said, "This is the one. The last one of the missing is right here."

"Wa...what are you talking about?" asked Yutosai inwards.

"So, we found all. He better should be alive or else we will be punished if one of the slaves dies before reading their destination" warned the second man.

"Don't worry" smirked the first on turning the body shiver and pointing at the hole at the boy's shoulders, "it's not any normal killing bullet. It's just for stunning his movements. We need all alive not dead, right?" He added that the great Master has send a lot of money to buy all of them and we have to get all. Each slave is a prey."

He pressed his two fingers fore and middle, on the side of the bullet wound which lead out the boy's loud scream in deep agony, making it sure he was alive, and a long cylinder was pulled out.

"See it's just for shock weave"

"Good job" thumbed up his company, "now let's us return to the house. The last of all is finally found." He pulled both of Yutosai's arms back, tieing them together at his back, dragged him with the rope and took him along with them back into the slaughter house, known as,

S.Y.S (Save your soul).