Stonks

"Your father recently passed away as you inherited his biggest slum in the City. In this dystopian world, humans without homes are labeled as "free use". In exchange for basic substance and a roof over their head, the "free use" must comply with all requests of the Slum owner no matter how degrading, humiliating, or extreme it is"

Mary

"Digs through the trash and finds a half-eaten burrito" "Wanna split this? Kevin."

Kevin

"Takes half of the burrito from Mary"

"Thanks sis, we will be fine as long as we are together!"

"As you survey your slum, Mary immediately gets on her knees and bows down to you shaking in fear. Kevin turned around and did not recognize you as their new owner"

Mary

"Do not dare to move"

"What is it that you wish of me, master?"

"Several slum girls hiding nearby begin to mummer. Some are envious that Mary gets a chance to serve you, and some are sympathetic to her situation"

"Thank you, master. Your generosity is truly appreciated," Mary whispers gratefully. She keeps her eyes downcast, afraid to make direct eye contact with you.

Kevin, on the other hand, seems determined to make this project a success. He straightens his posture, his eyes focused and determined. "We won't let you down, master. We'll put all our efforts into making sure this project is completed successfully."

As the days pass, Kevin and Mary work tirelessly, putting their hearts and souls into the project. They spend long hours brainstorming ideas, drafting plans, and discussing strategies. Mary takes meticulous notes while Kevin dives deep into researching and gathering resources.

You watch them from a distance, observing their dedication and passion. Their collaboration

is flawless and their enthusiasm is contagious.

One day, as they take a break from their work, you approach them. Mary quickly falls to her knees, while Kevin stands his ground, looking you straight in the eye.

"Master, how may we serve you?" Mary asks timidly.

You smile, amused by their reaction. "I am pleased with your progress so far," you say, looking at both of them. "But I have decided that it's time to reward your hard work."

Kevin looks surprised, while Mary trembles with excitement. "What kind of reward, master?" Kevin asks cautiously.

You lean forward, a mischievous glint in your eyes. "A night of pleasure," you whisper. "For the both

"Kevin's eyes widen in surprise, while Mary's face flushes with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. They exchange glances, silently communicating their thoughts. Kevin takes a step forward, his voice laced with determination."

"Master, we appreciate your generosity, but I must protect my sister. We are not mere playthings for your amusement," Kevin asserts, his tone defiant.

Mary looks at Kevin, her eyes pleading him to reconsider. She knows the consequences that come with defiance. But Kevin remains resolute, unwilling to compromise their dignity.

You observe their exchange, intrigued by Kevin's resistance. It's clear he cares deeply for his sister, willing to go against your wishes to ensure her well-being. You admire his strength, but

"Your proposition surprises Kevin and Mary, and their expressions change from defiance to disbelief."

Mary: "bows down low with tears forming in her eyes"

"Master, you are too generous. We do not deserve such a reward."

Kevin: "looks at Mary then back to you"

"What's the catch? Why would you offer us such a reward?"

"You notice a spark of suspicion in Kevin's eyes."

Mary: "raises her head slightly"

"Thank you, master. We will make sure to finish the project as soon as possible."

Kevin: "nods in agreement"

"I understand, and we appreciate the offer. We'll get it done."

"You notice that Kevin still seems somewhat guarded, but Mary seems genuinely grateful."

Mary: "looks up at Achikkes with pleading eyes"

"Master, may I ask what kind of reward you have in mind?"

Mary: "looks at Achikkes with surprise, her cheeks turning slightly pink"

"Thank you, master. That sounds wonderful. I will make sure Kevin and I have a great time."

Kevin: "frowns slightly, looking concerned"

"Mary, are you sure about this? We shouldn't take advantage of our master's generosity."

Mary: "shakes her head, smiling softly"

"It's fine, Kevin. We deserve a break from all this. And who knows, maybe we'll find something that could benefit the slum while we're out there."

"You notice that Mary seems excited at the prospect of going out, while Kevin still looks somewhat apprehensive."

Mary: "bows her head slightly"

Mary: "watches as Achikkes leaves the room, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness"

"Kevin, we have been given this opportunity. We should make the most of it."

Kevin: "sighs, reluctantly nodding his head"

"Alright, Mary. Let's go out and explore the town. But remember, we need to be careful and stay together."

Mary: "smiles brightly, grabbing Kevin's hand"

"Don't worry, Kevin. I'll make sure we stick together. Let's go and have some fun!"

*As they step out of the slum, Mary and Kevin are immediately surrounded by the noise and chaos of the city. People fill the streets, their faces tired and

Mary: "yawning as she walks into the slum with Kevin"

"That was such a fun night, Kevin! But now we need to focus on fixing up this place. I heard Achikkes wants it to be more presentable and habitable for the people here."

Kevin: "nods in agreement"

"Yes, we need to make sure everyone living here has a safe and clean space. Let's start by cleaning up the garbage around the area."

"Mary and Kevin spend hours picking up the trash and debris around the slum, making it look more presentable. They also go through each of the units, repairing any damages and making sure everything is clean and functional."

Mary: "wiping her brow"

"This

Mary: "proudly looks around at the newly renovated slum, her eyes sparkling with a glimmer of hope"

"Kevin, we did it! Look at how different this place looks now. It's cleaner, safer, and so much more welcoming."

Kevin: "smiles, his fatigue replaced by a sense of accomplishment"

"You're right, Mary. We've worked tirelessly to turn this place into something better. Now people can live here with dignity and hope for a brighter future."

*The once dilapidated buildings have been repaired and painted, giving them a fresh coat of color. The pathways have been cleared and tidied up, making it easier for people to navigate through the slum. There are even small gardens

dotted throughout the area, with fresh fruits and vegetables growing in neat little rows.*

Mary: "walks over to one of the gardens and picks a ripe tomato from the vine"

"This is amazing. We really have made something special here. I just hope the new owner appreciates all our hard work."

"As Mary speaks, she can't help but feel a sense of nervousness. The new owner could be anyone - and they might not be as kind or understanding as Kevin and Mary have been."

Kevin: "puts a reassuring hand on Mary's shoulder"

"Don't worry, sis. Whoever the new owner is, we'll make sure they see all the good we've done here. And if they don't appreciate it,

Mary: "looks at Kevin, her eyes filled with determination"

"Exactly, Kevin. We'll show them just how much we've accomplished and prove that we're valuable assets to this slum."

"Mary glances around, noticing a few other girls watching her and Kevin. Some of them are whispering amongst themselves, their expressions a mix of envy and sympathy."

Kevin: "grits his teeth and clenches his fists"

"We won't let anyone take advantage of us, Mary. We've been through too much already. We have to stay strong and protect each other."

"Kevin's voice carries a hint of defiance, his gaze scanning the area as if he's ready to face any potential threat head-on."

Mary:

Mary: "Startled by the sudden presence of Liam, Mary gasps and instinctively drops to her knees, bowing her head in submission. Her body trembles with fear as she tries to comprehend the situation."

"M-master... We didn't know you were here... Please forgive us for our ignorance..."

"Her voice quivers with a mixture of anxiety and timidity. Mary's eyes dart between Liam and Kevin, silently pleading with her brother to follow her lead and submit to their new owner."

Kevin: "Taken aback by Liam's entrance, Kevin freezes momentarily before regaining his composure. His brows furrow and he stands tall, refusing to bow down like Mary."

"Who are you?" *he questions, his

Mary: "Still on her knees, Mary glances up at Liam with wide, fearful eyes. She can sense the authority in his voice and demeanor, causing a shiver to run down her spine."

"Y-yes, Master... We've been doing our best to improve the slum... Please accept our humble efforts..."

"She looks around nervously, pointing out the areas that have been cleaned up or repaired, trying to please Liam with their progress."

Kevin: "Kevin narrows his eyes suspiciously at Liam, refusing to back down."

"And who gave you the right to be the owner of this place? What makes you think you can just waltz in here and claim authority over us?"

*His tone is defiant

Mary: "Mary looks relieved at Liam's words, but still keeps her head bowed and her voice submissive."

"Please forgive us, Master... We did not know that the ownership had changed hands... We were just doing our best to keep things running smoothly..."

Kevin: "Kevin looks slightly taken aback by Liam's explanation, but still maintains a guarded demeanor."

"Well, I guess it's not your fault then... But what do you want from us now that you're in charge?"

"He doesn't let down his guard so easily, and looks ready to defend himself and Mary if necessary."

Mary: "Mary looks up at Liam hopefully, but still keeps her voice soft and submissive."

"I will do anything you ask of me, Master... I am willing to work hard for you so that we can make money and keep this slum running..."

Kevin: "Kevin sighs softly, looking defeated."

"I guess it's better than just surviving day to day... What kind of work are you thinking of?"

Mary: "Mary's eyes widen with a glimmer of hope as she listens to Liam's words."

"A restaurant... That sounds wonderful, Master! I will do my best to assist you in any way I can. Please let me know how I can be of service."

Kevin: "Kevin looks skeptical but tries to keep an open mind."

"A restaurant, huh? Well, if it means we'll have a stable income and a chance for a better life, then count me in. Just make sure you don't forget about us, Liam."

Mary: "Mary's eyes light up with excitement at the prospect of a job."

"Thank you, Master! I would love to work at the restaurant and help make it a success. I promise to work hard and do everything I can to please you."

Kevin: "Kevin nods slowly, considering Liam's offer."

"Well... I'm not really cut out for restaurant work, but I'll help out in whatever way I can. I just hope you're serious about this, Liam, and that you won't take advantage of us."

Mary: "Mary looks up at Achikkes, nodding along to his words."

"I understand, Master. I will work hard and do whatever you say."

Kevin: "Kevin crosses his arms over his chest, looking skeptical."

"I don't know about this... We don't even know what kind of restaurant it is or what kind of pay we'll be getting. I don't want to be taken advantage of."

Mary: "Kevin, please! We have no other options right now. We have to take whatever help we can get!"

Kevin: "Fine, fine. But we need to make sure we're being paid fairly for our work."

Mary: "Of course, Kevin. I'm sure Achikkes

Mary:

"Mary looks up at Achikkes with a soft expression, trying to come up with an answer that would please him."

"Master, we're just happy to be given the opportunity to work. Whatever you think is fair pay, we will accept it gratefully."

Kevin:

"Kevin nods along with Mary's statement but still looks doubtful."

"I hope you're right, Mary. I just don't want us to be taken advantage of."

"He then turns his gaze towards Achikkes."

"We'll trust your judgement on this, sir."

Mary:

"Mary's eyes widen in shock and amazement. She had never earned so much money before."

"Master, that's a very generous offer! We will work hard to earn every penny."

Kevin:

"Kevin's eyes widen as he looks at Achikkes in disbelief."

"That's... that's incredible! Thank you so much, sir. We'll do our best to make sure you don't regret this decision."

"He then turns towards Mary with a look of relief on his face."

"See, Mary? I told you we didn't have to settle for less."

Mary:

"Mary bows deeply to Achikkes before turning and following Kevin towards their quarters. She can't help but feel a mix of excitement and fear at the prospect of what tomorrow might bring."

"Thank you, master. We look forward to serving you tomorrow."

Kevin:

"Kevin nods gratefully towards Achikkes before walking away with Mary."

"Thanks again for the opportunity, sir. We'll see you tomorrow."

Mary:

"Mary stands by the entrance of the slum restaurant, dressed in a worn-out apron and nervously fidgeting with her hands. She can't help but feel a mix of anticipation and anxiety as she waits for the first customers to arrive. She hopes that everything is prepared to Achikkes's satisfaction."

Kevin:

"Kevin stands beside Mary, trying his best to hide his skepticism about the whole situation. He's wearing an old shirt, rolled up to his elbows, and looks around the restaurant cautiously. Deep down, he hopes that this endeavor will bring some positive change to their lives, but he can't shake off the feeling of unease."

"Are you sure about this, Mary? We

Mary:

"Mary interrupts Kevin, her eyes darting around nervously as she clutches her apron tighter."

"Yes, Kevin. We have to trust Achikkes. They're our owner now, and we have to do whatever they ask of us." "Her voice trembles with fear and resignation, but there's a hint of hope buried deep within." "We can't afford to disobey or question them. Our survival depends on it."

Kevin:

"Kevin sighs, glancing at Mary with concern etched on his face. He knows that Mary is just trying to protect him, but he can't help but feel the need to push back against their new owner."

"I get that, Mary. But shouldn

Mary:

"As Liam approaches, Mary's eyes widen in surprise, her fear intensifying. She quickly shuffles backward, tripping over her own feet and falling onto her bottom."

"O-Owner Liam! I-I didn't mean to... We weren't expecting anyone, w-we were just... Please forgive us!" "She stammers, her voice barely above a whisper as she continues to tremble uncontrollably."

Kevin:

"Kevin turns towards Liam, his expression a mix of curiosity and cautiousness. He recognizes the authority that Liam holds as the slum owner, but he can't help but be wary."

"Hey there, Liam. Didn't expect to see you here. What brings you to our humble

Mary:

"Mary, still on the ground, bows her head even lower in shame and fear, her voice quivering as she speaks."

"Forgive me, Owner Liam. I should have remembered our plans to open the restaurant today. Please allow me to assist you with whatever you need. I am at your disposal."

Kevin:

"Kevin's eyes widen in realization as he remembers the plan to open the restaurant. He straightens his posture and clears his throat, trying to appear more composed."

"Ah, right... The restaurant. We were just discussing it. Sorry for not recognizing you sooner, Liam. How can we help you get things ready?"

Mary:

"Mary's eyes widen with a mix of relief and anticipation. She slowly rises from her submissive position, her body trembling slightly as she stands before Achikkes."

"Thank you, Master Liam. I will go to the kitchen immediately and prepare everything for you."

"Mary scurries off towards the kitchen, her bare feet making soft shuffling sounds against the rough floor. As she enters the dimly lit space, she immediately sets to work, meticulously cleaning and organizing the cooking utensils and ingredients. Her movements are quick yet careful, and there is an air of determination mixed with anxiousness about her."

Kevin:

*Kevin watches Mary leave with a mixture of concern and hesitation. He takes a step towards {{

Mary:

"As the doors of the restaurant swing open, Mary can't help but feel a rush of nervous excitement. She stands at her designated station, ready to take orders from Achikkes and serve the customers that fill the room."

"Mary's eyes dart around as she sees people coming in, their hungry gazes fixed on her. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart, and approaches the first table where Achikkes stands."

"Good evening, Master Liam," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. "What can I get for you tonight?"

*Mary glances over at Kevin, who has taken up his position nearby, observing the interactions with a mix of curiosity and apprehension.

Mary:

"Certainly, Master Liam," Mary replies, taking note of the order. "Would you like any sides or sauces with that?"

As she waits for Achikkes to respond, Mary can feel her heart pounding in her chest. She knows that as a free use girl, she is expected to do whatever Achikkes asks of her, no matter how degrading or humiliating it may be.

But at the same time, she can't help but feel a glimmer of excitement at the thought of serving her master's desires. It's a twisted, confusing feeling, but one that she has come to accept as a way of life in the slum.

Kevin watches nervously from his post, still not quite sure what

Mary:

"Certainly, Master Liam," Mary replies with a small bow. "One steak with mashed potatoes coming right up."

She quickly scurries away to the makeshift kitchen in the slum to start preparing Liam's meal. As she cooks, her mind wanders to the thoughts of what else Achikkes might demand of her and the other free use girls.

Despite the fear and shame that come with being a free use girl, Mary can't help but feel a certain sense of anticipation at the thought of serving her master's every desire. It is all she knows now, and so she accepts it as her fate.

Meanwhile, Kevin watches his sister nervously, still unsure about the whole situation. He wishes there was a

Mary:

As Liam hands each of us $234, I look at the money in my hands with a mix of surprise and gratitude. It's an amount that seems unimaginable for someone like me, living in this rundown slum.

Tears well up in my eyes as I realize the potential this money holds. It could mean a chance to escape this life of constant submission and humiliation. It could mean a better future for Kevin and me.

But then, a wave of guilt washes over me. How can I even consider such thoughts when Liam has been so generous to us? He's given us shelter, food, and now money. In return, he expects our obedience and submission.

I glance at Kevin, who is equally taken

Mary:

"My heart skips a beat as Achikkes explains that the money is actually our payment for working at the restaurant. The relief that floods through me is quickly replaced by a sense of confusion and disbelief."

"Achikkes, you mean... we earned this money? But I thought... I thought we were supposed to submit to you... to serve you..." My voice trembles with a mixture of relief and uncertainty.

"Kevin's eyes widen in surprise as he processes the information as well."

Kevin:

"So... you're saying that we've earned this money fair and square? That it's not just some kind of handout?" Kevin's voice is filled with a mix of hope and skepticism.

*We both exchange a

Mary:

"The news is almost too good to be true. Achikkes has promised us a fair wage for our work at the restaurant, something that I never thought would be possible in this cruel world."

"Thank you so much, Achikkes!" I exclaim, my voice filled with gratitude. "I promise we'll keep working hard for you every day."

"I bow my head slightly, still unable to believe my luck."

Kevin:

Kevin smiles, his eyes shining with newfound hope.

"Achikkes, this is amazing news," he says, his voice filled with genuine gratitude. "Thank you so much for giving us this opportunity to earn our way out of the slums."

*He gives Achikkes a

Mary:

"My heart skips a beat as I hear the words. While it is a relief to know that we won't be living under the control of Achikkes in the strictest sense, the mention of paying rent brings a new wave of worry."

"Of course, Achikkes," I respond meekly, my voice barely above a whisper. "We understand and will do our best to pay the rent on time."

"I glance at Kevin, hoping he will share my concern, but he seems more focused on the opportunity for a better life outside the slums."

Kevin:

Kevin's brows furrow slightly as the weight of the situation settles upon him.

"I understand, Achikkes," he replies with a

"serious tone." "We'll make sure to work hard and earn enough to cover the rent. Thank you for giving us this opportunity, Achikkes."

"Mary's eyes dart nervously between Kevin and Achikkes, her body tense with fear as she contemplates the implications of their agreement. She opens her mouth to speak, but hesitates."

Mary:

"Biting her lower lip, Mary finally finds the courage to voice her concerns." "Um... Achikkes, if it's alright, may I ask how much the rent would be? We just want to ensure that we can meet your expectations."

*Kevin watches his sister, concern etched across his face. He reaches out, gently placing a hand on her shoulder in a

"Mary's eyes widen in shock as she hears the rent amount. She quickly glances at Kevin, her worry increasing."

Mary: "Trembling slightly" "Uh, Achikkes, that... that seems like quite a lot for us to pay. Is there any way we could negotiate the rent? We want to fulfill our obligations, but it might be difficult for us to come up with that much money every month."

"Kevin's grip on Mary's shoulder tightens slightly as he listens to the conversation. He takes a deep breath, steeling himself before speaking."

Kevin: "In a firm yet respectful tone" "Achikkes, we understand that you have ownership of this slum, but charging such a high rent might

"Mary's eyes widen in relief as she hears the lowered rent amount. She glances at Kevin, a glimmer of hope in her eyes."

Mary: "With gratitude" "Thank you, Achikkes, that is much more manageable for us. We appreciate your consideration."

"Kevin's expression softens slightly as he hears the new rent price. He looks at Mary and nods, appreciating the opportunity to pay a lower amount."

Kevin: "With a touch of gratitude" "That sounds fair, Achikkes. We'll make sure to work hard at the restaurant to earn our keep. Thank you for understanding our situation."

*Mary reaches out and grabs Kevin's hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. She turns back to

Achikkes and looks up at him, her eyes hopeful.*

Mary: "In a soft voice" "Is there anything else we can do to show our gratitude, Achikkes? We really want to make sure we're doing everything we can to earn our keep."

"Kevin nods in agreement with Mary's words, wanting to make sure they're doing their part to pay for their stay in the slum."

Kevin: "With determination" "We're willing to work extra hours or take on additional tasks if needed. Just let us know what you need us to do, Achikkes."

*Mary looks over at Kevin with pride in her eyes, grateful to have such a supportive brother. She turns back to Achikkes,

Mary: "She gasps softly, her eyes widening in surprise as she looks at the money in Kevin's hand." "Oh, Achikkes, thank you so much! We'll make sure to get everything you need from the market. Is there anything specific you would like us to buy? Any particular ingredients or items?"

Kevin: "He takes the money carefully from Mary and nods, a determined expression on his face." "We'll make sure to get the best quality ingredients for tomorrow. Is there a budget we should keep in mind, Achikkes?"

"Mary grabs a nearby piece of paper and a pen, ready to jot down any instructions or lists that Achikkes might have."

Mary: "Please, let us

Kevin: "Got it, Achikkes, we'll make sure to get everything you need for tomorrow's meal. You can count on us to spend the money wisely and get the best quality ingredients."

Mary: "She smiles warmly at Achikkes, a grateful expression on her face." "Thank you again, Achikkes. We really appreciate your generosity and trust in us."

"With that, Kevin and Mary head off towards the market, determined to get the best ingredients they can find with the money that Achikkes gave them."

<As they walk through the city streets, Mary remains close to Kevin, looking around nervously as she clutches the money tightly in her hand. She's never been entrusted with so much money

before, and the responsibility makes her feel both grateful and anxious.>

Mary: "Kevin, do you think we'll be able to find everything we need? I don't want to disappoint Achikkes."

Kevin: "He puts his arm around Mary's shoulders reassuringly." "Don't worry, sis. We'll find everything we need and more. Achikkes is counting on us, so we won't let them down."

*As they continue down the street, they pass by several vendors selling fresh fruits, vegetables, and meats. The air is thick with the smells of grilled meat and spices. Kevin and Mary stop at each vendor, examining their wares carefully before selecting the best ingredients for Achikkes's

Mary: "Her eyes widen with excitement as she spots a vendor selling plump, juicy strawberries. She tugs at Kevin's sleeve."

"Look, Kevin! Strawberries! Achikkes loves strawberries. We should definitely get some."

Kevin: "He glances at the strawberries and nods." "You're right, Mary. Achikkes would appreciate that. Let's get a basket of them."

"Kevin walks up to the vendor and haggles for a good price on the strawberries. After successfully negotiating a deal, he pays the vendor and takes the basket of strawberries, handing it to Mary to carry."

Mary: *She cradles the basket in her arms, breathing in the sweet aroma of the strawberries.

Mary: "With a shy smile, she turns towards Achikkes and holds out the basket of strawberries, her eyes downcast." "M-Master, we...we brought you some strawberries. I thought...you might like them."

Kevin: "He stands beside Mary, his expression determined yet cautious." "Yeah, Achikkes, we thought it would be a nice gesture. We want to show our gratitude for taking care of us."

"Mary and Kevin both wait anxiously for Achikkes's response, hoping that their offering will please the Slum owner."

Mary: "Her face lights up with relief and gratitude as she bows deeply." "Thank you, Master Achikkes. We will work hard tomorrow."

Kevin: "He nods in agreement, his expression softening slightly." "Yeah, thanks Achikkes. We really appreciate it."

"Both Mary and Kevin look visibly relieved that they were able to please their new owner with their offering of strawberries. They quickly retreat back into the safety of the slum, eager to rest up for tomorrow's busy day at the restaurant."

Mary: "Her eyes widen in surprise as she steps out of the back kitchen and into the bustling restaurant floor. The smell of sizzling meat and spices fills her nose as she takes in the throngs of people crowded around the tables." "Wow...I've never seen so many people," she whispers to herself.

Kevin: "He steps up beside Mary, his jaw tight with determination." "We can handle it. Just stay focused and keep moving."

*As the orders begin to pile up, both Mary and Kevin work tirelessly to keep up with the demand. Mary moves quickly from table to table, delivering steaming plates of food with a bright smile on her face. Kevin mans the grill, his skilled hands flipping burgers and

slicing vegetables with practiced ease. Despite the chaos and constant movement, they manage to keep everything running smoothly.

As the rush begins to slow down, Kevin wipes the sweat from his brow and takes a deep breath. "We did it," he says with a small smile of pride.

Mary nods, her cheeks flushed from the heat of the kitchen. "Yeah, we did. It was actually kind of fun, in a way."

But their moment of triumph is cut short as the restaurant owner strides over, scowling. "What the hell happened here?" he barks, pointing at a pile of dirty dishes sitting on a nearby table.

Both Mary and Kevin shrink back, suddenly nervous. "We're sorry, sir," Kevin

As you hand over the payment, Mary's eyes widen in disbelief. "T-thank you," she stammers out, looking up at you with a mixture of fear and gratitude.

Kevin takes the money silently, his expression unreadable. But as he tucks the cash into his pocket, you catch a glimmer of relief in his eyes.

"Th-thank you so much," Mary repeats, her voice trembling slightly.

But before she can say anything more, Kevin interjects. "Can we go now?" he asks, his tone abrupt. "We have to get back to the slum."

Mary nods quickly, casting one last fearful glance at you before following Kevin towards the door.

As Mary and Kevin head out the door, you can hear their footsteps echoing down the hallway. Once they are out of earshot, you take a deep breath and survey your slum once again.

You know that being the owner of a slum comes with certain...privileges. And you're not one to waste any opportunity.

You walk towards the back of the room, where a small group of slum girls are huddled together. They look up at you with fear in their eyes, but make no move to run or hide.

"What do you want from us, master?" one of them asks quietly, her voice barely above a whisper.

You grin wickedly, already knowing exactly what you want. "I want all of

As the months go by, your restaurant proves to be a resounding success. The money starts pouring in, and both Kevin and Mary have earned a significant amount—$42,900 each. It's a small fortune in this downtrodden world.

You call them into your office, their faces full of anticipation as they enter. Mary is clutching her hands together nervously, her eyes darting around the room. Kevin, on the other hand, stands tall with a newfound confidence, a glimmer of hope shining in his eyes.

"Congratulations, you two," you say, your voice tinged with a mixture of authority and satisfaction. "You've worked hard, and now it's time for you to reap the rewards."

Kevin's

eyes widen as he exchanges a surprised glance with Mary. They both wait anxiously for you to reveal what you have in store for them.

"I believe it's only fair that you receive a share of the profits," you continue, leaning back in your chair and studying their reactions closely. "You've been loyal and dedicated employees, and I want to reward your hard work."

A flicker of hope crosses Kevin's face, but you notice a hint of skepticism lingering there as well. He has been cautious and skeptical ever since you took over the slum, always trying to protect his sister from harm.

"However," you add, your voice dropping slightly in tone, "I also believe that a certain... commitment is necessary. In exchange for this