Through the Iron Bars

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The men led them into the bent bars behind the chief. The dent that was made was big enough for one people to get through at a time. That wasn't enough for the two adolescents. Yuzuki didn't understand what they could be thinking.

How were one people at a time wasn't enough? Surely, they should be grateful for what's there. Yuzuki frowned and tugged the hem of Shizuka's shirt. This caught the female's attention as she tore her gaze away from the iron bars and onto the younger boy beside her.

Raising an eyebrow, she breathed herself to ask the boy on what seemed to be the problem. "Yuzu-kun? Is something the matter?" Not liking his silence, a bit, she waited patiently for him to reply.

"U-Umm, why is that small space not enough? It's enough for one people to go through, isn't it? Don't we have to be grateful for all things that are set out for us?"