The Ruthless Young Master, Kept After His Fall - Chapter 3

Only then did I realize someone else was in the room.

A strange figure wrapped from head to toe was staring at me. I couldn’t see their face. Electronic goggles covered both eyes, and even their voice had been disguised.

But no amount of electronics could conceal the creature’s excitement.

“Your skull is beautiful.”

“It’s the most perfect skull I’ve ever seen.”

“Your skeletal proportions are golden, too.”

“You don’t look very durable, though. I’ll advise the boss not to tie you up too much when he plays with you. We wouldn’t want your bones to deform.”

“The thought that I’ll soon be sleeping with your skull in my arms makes me hard.”

A chill of disgust ran through me. “Pervert.”

The creature’s goggles flashed red. “Ah, your vocal cords developed beautifully too. Even your curses sound lovely.”

I had no words.

This thing was even more disgusting than the dogs on the Capital Star!

The amber-eyed pirate introduced them with great enthusiasm. “Young Master, this is Doctor K. Your buyer sent them to inspect you. Come on, lie down here and hold yourself open like a good boy.”

I endured it.

Then endured it again.

My fist, however, had ideas of its own. I lunged up and swung at the damned pirate. “Hold your fucking uncle!”

My vision blurred. By the time I knew what had happened, he’d twisted my arms behind me and slammed me back onto the bench. Shackles sprang out to lock my wrists and ankles in place.

“It’s all right if you won’t behave.” He pushed a soft ball between my teeth. “Shackles suit you too, Young Master.”

The creature raised a phone toward me. “Indeed. I want to close him up everywhere, but nowhere will close. The boss will love these pre-inspection photos.”

“K, go prepare the infirmary. I’ll bring the young master over for his examination.”

“All right.”

The creature left the room.

Facing my blazing glare, the pirate smiled and slipped a blindfold over my eyes. “It’s fine. If you can’t see it, it didn’t happen. Now the young master doesn’t have to be scared.”

“Mmmph!” Moron!