Chapter 27: Education
[Edited by Arthur300000 and ArchmageNaoki]
It was quite difficult to locate the source of the scent of Bluebell's sister. My nose can't tell me where the smell is coming from and as there's also the stench of monster, shit, pee, and whatever I don't even know making things more difficult. So I have to walk around a few times to separate from the other scents. After a while, I was confident that it's this black container with a big sign in front of it.
Danger! Extremely dangerous monster inside.
"What is it, Kuro-Chan?" My mom noticed that I'm walking back and forth between containers.
"Uhm, the thing is..." I told my mom what happened. After that, my family started to discuss it together. My dad also asked Captain Gustavo to take a peek inside.
"I'm sorry, but that's not possible. It was registered as Class 5 dangerous goods, so I can't allow anyone to open this container." Captain Gustavo said firmly. It looks like it'll be tough to persuade him, so I called Ms. Bluebell for her opinion.
"Let me talk to him." Ms. Bluebell said to me on the phone after explaining to her what happened, so I gave the phone to him.
"... Yes... O-Ok, mam... Yes, mam" Not even a minute after Ms. Celebrity talked to him his face turned very meek. I don't know the exact content of what they were talking about because the voice from the phone was transmitted directly to his brain. But in the end, he relented and transported the container to the cargo waiting area near the street with the condition that we will wait until the police arrive. When they do, then we can open the container. Ms. Bluebell also will be coming here.
"Which one is it, Ms. Kuro?" Ms. Bluebell ran to us after getting out of her flying car. It's a yellow sports sedan, and it looks expensive, and she seems to be in more of a panic than usual. When I pointed to the container, she ran straight to it and tried to open it by herself, but, of course, she was stopped by her bodyguard and Captain Gustavo. I also noticed that Captain Gustavo seems more energetic than usual. I think he also uses the situation to grope her stealthily. What a quick-witted grandpa.
While I'm figuring out how to smoothly join the fray while holding my mom's hand, the police and ambulance came. They arrived in two vans, one white and one dark blue.
Six police officers in dark blue uniforms were filled out in an orderly manner after the van stopped while paramedics are still on standby inside theirs. Sergeant Jackson, the leader of the police group, introduce himself to us and confirm the current situation with my dad. He looks young, about 25 years old, and packed with muscles, more than my brother but not too bulky. He gave me a feeling of sturdy and lethal. The rest of them are just normal. Except for Sergeant Jackson none of them felt like they could threaten me.
"Please get behind that line." A female police officer asked us to step away from the container. The speed that the containment perimeter is set up, consisting of several barriers and two big machine gun-like devices, is amazing. It not even half a minute after they arrived.
"But my sister..." Ms. Bluebell was agitated and wanted to stay in the front, but they explained to her nicely that it was for her safety and if she still insisted it would only make the process slower. So, in the end, she relented.
Once the police complete their preparations, Sergeant Jackson carefully unlocked the container and opened it. However, what was inside was beyond our expectations, even mine.
"It's the slave smuggler." My brother understood what happened at the same time as paramedics start to exit their vans and hurry to help the girls inside. Well, when you say slavery, all I think about is a lovely cute cat girl who follows all my perverted orders, but not... this. Dozens of naked and famished girls inside were chained to the container walls. Their shit and pee were scattered everywhere. Some of them having unfocused eyes as they are under the influence of drugs. Several of them unconscious, and a portion of them seemed to be dead. Moreover, one of the dead girls looks like a girl from my dream last night. Oh shit. When my mom came to she tried to block my view but what I have seen cannot be unseen. I also heard the police officers drop everything and barking orders to help those slave girls. I wanted to see what was happening, so I peeked a bit.
The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation.
"Poor girls." My dad sighed when the paramedics tried to resuscitate a purple haired girl. Some of them could be saved, but unfortunately not all of them. The girl inside my dream was dead. Ms. Bluebell ran to one of the girls. She must be her sister, but I couldn't discern their similarities because her face was swollen all over.
"Fu*k, they're all fake documents! You! Come to the police station with me." Sergeant Jackson was pissed as he ordered Grandpa Gustavo to the station. Wait a moment. I just remembered where the girl in my dream came from. She was in the porn I watched last night.
"Wait! Sergeant, I might have a lead for you." Well, I want whoever did this to face justice, so I swallowed my pride and showed him the porn movie I watched yesterday. Everyone had a strange look on their face, and my mom was just mumbling, "Kuro is already at that age, huh?"
"Y-you know! I-It was for researching, yes, researching!" After Sergeant noted the site and address he also downloaded the movie for evidence., I think. I try to talk my way out from my family's scrutinizing gaze but somehow I felt the more I struggled, the deeper the grave I just dug gets.
"Uhmm, little miss Kuro, you just showed the police that you were watching porn while you're still underage." I cringe, I was just trying to help but... "It's ok. That's not my jurisdiction." He winked and roughly patted my head. "And thanks for the lead. Boys! We've got work to do!" He yelled at his team and quickly left after he exchanged contact information with me. My mom who tried to block the view from me at the beginning had given up halfway after I showed Sergeant the porn movie. Maybe she decided that I'm grown up enough.
Soon after that, paramedics finished examining all the victims, and another set of government officers came to take those girls and the corpses away. Officers here are very efficient. Maybe it's because of magic that they're this fast. Ms. Bluebell's sister was transported in a VIP flying ambulance a few minutes ago.
We just stood there, watching until everyone left the area. The mood quickly became awkward. This was supposed to be my mom’s get well celebration trip. Instead, it turned into a gruesome slave rescue operation. Everyone was silent like they were contemplating something. I hope it's not about my exposed secret of midnight porn surfing.
"I'm sorry for all of this. We were supposed to have fun today, but I ruined it." Well, I'm 20% sorry, but 80% of it is me attempting to ensure that their minds don't focus on my exposed secret.
"Kuro-Chan you don't need to feel sorry. You just did the right thing. They'll need a lot of time to get over the hell they just went through, but in the end Kuro, you saved their lives." My dad smiled warmly at me.
"Not all of them, some died." I felt ashamed after hearing my dad. All I had done was because of my selfishness. Maybe if I insisted more firmly or acted quicker, I might have been able to save one more girl. But when I noticed that my mind is going into pessimistic mode my mom hugged me and rocked me slowly. Then she said "Shh. It's ok Kuro-Chan, It's ok. You did your best." It's quite calming, and I don't need to cast the calm spell on myself anymore.
It was quite a day, and we rode my dad's car in silence, everyone is too tired to talk. My sister was taking a nap, and her sleeping face looked beautiful. Was my sleeping face this cute? A thought popped in my head, but I was shaking my head violently to get rid of it. I might've been inside the girl body for too long, as girly thoughts began to appear in my head.
"What is it Kuro-Chan?" My mom noticed what I just did.
"Nothing, it's just that today's experience turned some of my thoughts upside down." I switched my mind to other things and explained my earlier thoughts about how I would like to have a cat girl slave, but right now I don't want them anymore if this is what it cost.
"You've grown up, Kuro-Chan" My mom smiled at me and hugged me again. If you think that I'm an adult, then remove the 'Chan' from my name.
I think I'll skip the dinner and go to sleep early today. The recent events exhausted me. Also, with my Magicka being drained from me the entire day, it was quite taxing on my body and mind. Tomorrow my energy capacity might increase again. However, just before my dad parked his car, I saw the most horrifying thing in my entire life. Those children I played with yesterday, they were holding my secret item in their hands!
"Big sis Kuro! How do I attach this tail?" Cherry, a little red hair girl, showing the cat tail butt plug to me in her hand. Newton and Gregg use a dildo type vibrator as a light saber and were fencing with them. Near Newton's feet, lies the poor broken Mr. Bumpy, another kind of dildo that I bought from midnight internet shopping yesterday. Bree also used temperature controlled egg type small vibrators to play as marbles while couple kegel balls are lying near her. What the hell just happened!?
"Kuro-Chan, we need to have a serious talk." My mom sternly said to me while squeezing my hand tightly. I look for the cause and found the big delivery box lying in front of my house door wide open. The big label on the box said. "Toys for Ms. Kuro Velvori." How can they deliver the package when I'm not in the house! Those kids must think that it was normal toys and violated my privacy! I'm the victim here, right!? I looked for help, but my sibling and my dad began to round up my array of sex toys while my mom dragged me into the house.
Today I slept late again because my mom gave me a thorough sex education which is not just a "Baby came when dad and mom love each other very much..."