ℒℴ❤ℯ—- ;; She had never pondered the possibility that her scent was particularly delectable to anyone.
❤---;; She made sure to be hygienic of course but nobody had ever taking a liking to whatever subtle aroma was permeating from her body. Was it an air of a supernatural aura? Could that even be taken up and called a scent? Most likely not, so this time when she was bound and asleep was a fluke.
❤---;; Fears swarmed her mind and Saika’s shrieks in agony told her to wake up. But already was she behind the looking glass and encased in her sorrows. Unable to feel around and grasp the reality of the situation she sat there so timidly in the auction hall. Flashing light and horrible shouting coming from lustful, greedy, gluttonous patrons all wishing to get a part of her. How incredibly loved she felt! How incredibly wanted, needed! It was a whirlwind of emotion that finally landed in mortification and finally numbness. She was practically dragged off the stage, the demon within ready to strike anyone who dared touch Okaasan but her self control was still in place. A sign that she had not fully deteriorated into nothingness.
❤---;; How much. How much did she cash in for? Not like it mattered, she was going to be consumed by some lucky buyer. Or attempted to. Once you bite into that flesh there will be nothing a but a metallic pungent taste upon you pallet and hopefully a blade plunged into your mouth. But for now she walked, pacing slowly, knees ready to collapse..How did she even get here? How could she let her guard down so easily? It was an embarrassment! Oh but all that she had to do, this couldn’t be the end. Anri, Mother of the Saika Army knows this. She will not run away-
