Abomination Contract Loving The Enemy - Chapter 66

I savor and chew the meat up, but I cannot help but look towards Asher in surprise; what the hell did he just do? Is he feeding me human flesh? I mean, I cannot complain about such gourmet meat, but I wonder if that is a good idea on his part.

However I soon realize what he is up to, for this taste is not meager like the other humans, and if their meat is already succulent as is, this one…this one is pass what words are capable of describing as.

And I had such taste before… and when suspicious I smell the air I catch a faint odor of his blood, fresh blood, and understand what happened.

For he used his own blood as a sort of sauce for the food.

He ate while I put two and two together, and once I realize what he has done he puts his fork down and speaks to me:

“Since you are more stubborn than I thought and I cannot have you trying to find loopholes in my commands all the time, I will work with a rewards system. Obey me, and you will have delicious food like this every day. Disobey me and I’m sure to be very creative with your punishments.”

This punishment thing again? Why is he so obsessed with that? I’m sure I should feel more bothered by the fact, angry even, but with his aftertaste still lingering in my mouth and a plate of warm meat coated with his blood drives my reasoning away with the wind.

Eat like this every day? Isn’t even better than what I had in mind for him before, of eating him piece by piece? Is far longer than what he would have survived I’m sure… But am I up to pay the price that comes with it? And what is exactly the price I’ll be paying? Freedom? Obedience? Such things don’t roll well in my tongue.

“Why?” I ask, but only a roughen growl sounds out from my mouth, so I cough it away and try again: “Why? Trouble, work, why?”

He looks at me, then down, thinking, then stands up to pace back and forth with his hands on the back as he starts talking: “I’m sure you understand that we humans are at war with the creatures outside, the ghouls, but before that we humans were at war against each other.”

“War?” I ask about the strange word.

“Yes, fighting, combat, for food, for many things.” Oh, I see, like a fought some bears back in the day; but label that ‘fighting’ means they stood a chance, which they didn’t. “And we were separated into two great nations, the Wilraine, with their four great states, Methoiles, Asmurg, Lestreau, Breas Scya, and the Shinzaki with their five countries, Oskua, Haskue, Achijan, Treoji, Sheuya, both separated by the great Dragonspine River in the south and the Slumbering Mountains on the north.”

“This war, this fight, lasted years, generations were lost to it were the young died like their fathers. Is easy to say that such long combat leaves many scars and one of them is very clear in the prejudice they have for each other, for their cultures and believes. It goes far from a simple dispute, and has become personal for many.”

“You Wilraine?” I ask, trying to keep up with all of these, and yet not surprised by some; and probably saying the name wrong too, but he underdstands.

He stops talking, thinking, and merely says: “Yes…and no. As you see now, those at war before are now living together, and many… troubles arise from it. One of that is the mixed bloods, and the mistreatment from the Citadel towards their past enemy, the Shinzaki. And that goes far beyond the slums and the outer cities, it goes for how the higher-ups decide to maintain and rule a city.”

“You are Shinzaki, there is no denying, and they have a dispute with me that would make them rejoice in finding out about us. It would be the excuse to eliminate u both.”

I narrow my eyes at that. “Not weak. Fight.”

“Yes, we will… but not know, not against the entire city, the entire Citadel, there are far too many enemies for us to get out in the light.”

I see… I’m starting to understand where this is going. “Shadows, ambush.”

“Yes…But for that I need, I’ll have you cooperating. If I cannot control you then I’ll have to dispose of you myself. I cannot have such an inability on my side. But… you are worth the risk, you have the potential to become what we needed to turn the tables around.”

I have the feeling that things are about to get more complicated than I would have anticipated. Is he talking about changing the ties against their humans counterparts? About revolution?

Dude I just wanted to have a feast, that’s all, how did I fall in such a deep pit?

“Why?” I ask once more, trying to convene my thoughts.

“Why telling you know? Because you are their target too, they would have you dead before you can even open your mouth.”

Many doubts arise with this talk, but we end our conversation when that metal thing starts ringing in his pocket, lighting up until he reaches it and starts talking.

I narrow my eyes and pay attention to the sounds, managing to hear the other voice that came from the device, an intriguing little thing that carries sound around.

However even without paying attention nor my acute hearing I would have been able to hear Takamori on the other side:

“Do not dare ignore me Asher! I know you are still there, and I demand some explanations about yesterday! What the hell was all that about? And about that boy? Is he even human? And how are you so ok with that? Also I won’t be able to come to your place, they have started to check permits again.”

…Have I ever said that humans talk too much?

Because yeah, humans talk non stop… Well, at least now I got time to savor my food, so that’s just what I do as I ignore the burning ears one-sided discussion that Takamori is giving.

It is a first that I’m not the one getting reprehended that’s for sure, and is even more satisfying that Asher is the one taking the hit, which only widens my smile as I eat.