Chapter 30 / 51 · 1 min

Not Human

“Human meat sold here.”

I stared at the new signboard in surprise. A signboard this bizarre, in a residential area, this early in the morning, was out of place. Out of curiosity, I knocked on the door of the house.

The door opened and I froze. A stunningly beautiful girl sat there with meat laid out in front of her. Eyes wide, I asked her, “Is the signboard real? Is this human meat?”

In a voice that was cold yet soft, she said, “No, it’s not real. For seven years, every single day, he raped me. Not a human. Not human at all.”