I spent every day in a dark cell where I lost my freedom. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Uncle Buzz Barn, who called himself Bards, hasn't been seen since he met me that day. The only ones who came were the plainly dressed handymen who delivered my food, and they seemed to be very afraid of my presence, as if they had been hinted at to be wary of, or had personally experienced attacks by previous experimental beasts.

They kept their distance from the bars of their cells and threw food in.

It seems that I am very dangerous in the eyes of unsuspecting people, and I am a monster that cannot be trusted, so I am quarantined.

The feeling of being treated as an outlier always makes me feel bad.

The food sent for the first two days was dry food, which was made of traditional pork and sheep and other meat mixed with vegetables, and some meat from edible beasts may have been added, but to put it bluntly, it was dog food at all.

I will definitely feel undignified to tell it later. But I'm hungry and can't care so much.

However, it was surprisingly delicious.

It's just that the food after two days, it's no more.

It's all dry food, but it's so bitter that you can't swallow it. Looking at it alone, it shows that it is no different from usual, but the smell is mixed with a foul smell.

It seems that something has been added.

…… Something familiar.

That's what I smell with my nose.

And is it because of this body? I gradually felt that not only my sense of smell, but also my five senses became more and more acute. Subtle changes that are not normally noticeable are now magnified all the time. Even on the night when the sun was setting and the silence was falling, I could hear the insects chirping outside, and even more subtle to the grinding of their tentacles.

Occasionally, the hoarse voice of a non-existent person can be heard, as if ...... is being spoken.

…… I'm hungry, I'm hungry, give me more valuable food...... Give it to me, give it to me.

It was as if the bottom of the inner darkness was a thick foggy mass hidden deep underneath. The dissatisfaction in its heart was about to be irrepressible, and it kept squeaking, and then it turned into countless arms stretched out, and the black skin on the inside of the arm also cracked longitudinally with a blood-red mouth full of sharp teeth, greedily and scrambling straight at it.

…… Who is the owner of that voice? I've never been in a situation like that before.

…… It's an illusion.

But since that illusionary feeling happened, every time I ate after that, I couldn't be satisfied, and every food in my mouth became very unpalatable.

"What the hell am I doing, why do you want to bind me like this, I'm not a beast, I'm a human (I don't know why I'm so hungry). Am I that different? Tell me (but nothing is to your liking). Don't say anything, grab me, study me, I'm a human being with a family (I want to eat something more special, something special). Think about it for me. I'm so worried...... Woo (give it to me), give it to me, give it to me, give me freedom (I want to eat)!

I threw the food packet into the hidden camera hanging from the corner above the cage.

Bang!

The sound of food bursting scared away the timid handyman who delivered the food.