AMWSN Chapter 6

Sixth Customer- The Girl who Thirsted for Freedom

“This definitely isn’t a coincidence. If you don’t stop him, there will be more victims!” Officer Fassett spread out the recent information he had gathered onto the table.

“Officer Fassett! That’s enough!” Officer Fassett’s boss patted the table and interrupted Officer Fassett’s words. “Everything you have just said is mere hearsay, you don’t have any evidence.”

“Then let me go get that evidence. As long as you approve, I can definitely find conclusive evidence!”

“Fassett, I know you’re an officer with high capability.” The boss looked at his subordinate who had been capable in the olden days and couldn’t help but frown. “But do you really understand who you’re suspecting right now?”

“A man, a very dangerous man!” Officer Fassett replied with certainty.

“He’s a madman. A madman who has been imprisoned in a mental hospital! Fassett! He’s basically a criminal locked in jail!” The boss forcefully picked up the files set on the table. “So now you’re telling me that he’s the criminal behind these seemingly unrelated events?”

“That’s right! You have to believe me. I can definitely get evidence!”

“That’s enough! That’s really enough!” The boss who had lost his patience waved his hand. “Fassett, you’ve had too much pressure on you recently. You can rest up first.”

“I don’t need to rest, I just need to send that dangerous man into jail!” Fassett immediately retorted.

“Fassett! This is not a request.”

“…yes, I got it.” Fassett somewhat unresignedly tidied up his material and then left the office.

  –

It was another extremely normal afternoon, and another customer came to Cotidianus.

“Sir, may I ask if this place has already opened for business?” The girl politely asked after the door opened for her.

“Yes, please come in, miss.” The man looked at the girl bound in ropes, strips of cloth, and chains in front of him and smiled.

“May I ask how I can help you?” The man asked as he took the girl to the reception room.

The girl didn’t immediately reply to the man’s question. She lowered her head to look at the things binding her and then stood up and began removing those things so that they were all over the floor.

After the man saw this, he didn’t say anything and just patiently waited.

After the girl took off all the things on her, she opened her two hands and asked, “Do you think I’m free now?”

The man stared into the girl’s eyes and was silent for a moment before replying, “I’m very sorry miss but I think only you would know the answer to that question.”

“I like the feeling of taking them off. I feel very relaxed.” The girl kicked the chains underneath her feet. “I can breathe deeply now.

“But…” The girl stopped kicking the chains. “The next moment, I can’t breathe again.

“Because I want to be a normal person.” The girl bent down and slowly picked up the things on the floor and then clasped her hands together.

“No one wants to be an abnormal person.” The man pointed at the girl’s things. “So everyone needs to put these restrictions on, more or less.”

“Yes, of course.” The girl relaxed her hands and dropped the things on the floor heavily. “But I don’t want to wear these restrictions and live my life like this anymore.”

“At the same time, you don’t want to become an abnormal person”, The man reminded.

“Yes.” The girl nodded. “So I hope you can help me.”

“Miss, you should know that this store only offers the product ‘normality’ and not ‘death’.”

“I know sir.” The girl nodded. “I just hope that you can take away my desire for abnormal things.”

“I have to say that this is the first time I’ve seen a customer with such a clear-cut goal.” The man’s lips curved up in a smile. “If every customer was like you, my job would be a lot easier miss.”

Even if she lost all her emotions, the girl got the freedom she yearned for.

In other people’s eyes the girl was still a normal girl because smiling never requires emotions. 

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