With a lot of commotion, everyone finally settled down to eat, and Gloomy never got the chance to change his clothing.
"Since you've worn this, if I see you get changed, I will kill you, Gloomy," Sio declared, her eyes blazing with anger as she gave him a threatening look.
"Okay!" he replied, thinking, What's with these women toying with me?
"Geez, don't ever do that again. My clothes will get stretched, and then I'll have to buy new ones," Sio complained, thinking about her other cute outfits.
Sio's mother, feeling embarrassed, chuckled lightly. "Haha, sorry, sorry. I won't do it again... probably." She smiled teasingly.
Gloomy, as usual, ate his food in silence, chewing it many times, seemingly enjoying it very much. Sio's mother smiled warmly, watching this.
"Mother, you remember our promise, right? We will go to the energy absorber soon," Sio said, looking worriedly at her mother's fingers, which had turned blacker overnight.
Gloomy, noticing this now, warned her, "Aunty, you should go. Don't wait for the ceremony. We don't even know if, with all this commotion, it will happen!"
Sio nodded, thinking about the night at the princess's home.
"Yes, my little ones. I am ready to go," Sio's mother said, having finally made up her mind, not minding her current financial peril.
Everyone ate the food as they talked and laughed. Gloomy thanked Sio's mother politely as he took his leave and walked toward his house.
Gloomy arrived at his house and went inside. He saw his mother sitting on the ground, drinking alcohol in the middle of the day. "Mother, did you go out today?" Gloomy asked as he observed her attire: a slightly dirty, baggy full pant clearly unsuitable for this place, a baggy, full-sleeve shirt that was tucked in strongly, and her blue beanie hat covering her eyes.
"Hmm, you came, huh? Clean the mess and cook food," she ordered, lifting her glass and gulping it all down.
"Okay, but I won't eat today, so I will make your portion and some for your customers. I already ate some food at Sio's house."
"Hmmmm." Hearing this, her eyes grew sharp as she got up, suddenly remembering today's events...
Gloomy's mother was walking down the nearly empty road early in the morning, in her baggy clothes. The wind hit her, making her clothes ruffle irritatingly. She pulled her beanie cap down to cover her face as she hugged herself while walking, clearly not used to the outside. She walked into a shady alleyway, and the road kept getting darker despite the morning sun. She went underground via stairs. After many twists and turns, she came to a place where many women, such as herself, were standing in line. She just stood in line and slowly moved ahead, where she could see strong, burly men giving out money to the women. She hid behind the woman in front of her as she kept her head down and moved forward, fidgeting with her fingers nervously.
Her chance came, and the strong, burly man said, "Silja Mac – 1 week – 30 customers – not good, not too bad – here's your money. As per rule, 30% of the payment is yours." The man, in a repetitive action, gave the money to Gloomy's mother, who took it and clutched it tightly.
With a lot of courage, she asked the man in front of her, "Ummmm, Mr., caa... can I gee... get some exttt... extraaa monnn... money this week?"
Gloomy's mother spoke with her head down, sweating hard. Others, hearing it, immediately maintained some distance from her.
"Hmmmmmmm, why do you need extra money? Isn't this the rule, and you already know this? Am I right, Silja Mac?"
Hearing this, she shook in fear as she said, "Yes, I... I do know it," while clutching her fingers nervously.
"Then why are you asking it??" the burly man patiently asked.
"My... my son doesn't have much to eat nowadays. With the increase in people, I have to serve them a lot of food, hence my son doesn't have enougg... enough to eat," Gloomy's mother said with one full breath, not stopping in between.
"Hmmmmm." The burly man stood up, coming in front of her. Her body was very small compared to the big, muscled man. Uukkkkkkkkkk. The man grabbed her neck and lifted her up to his point of view. Gloomy's mother struggled violently to breathe. Uggghhhh, ugghhhh. Her feet dangled in the air as her eyes got red. The burly man calmly used his left hand and pinched her pussy and said, "Your filthy pussy is making you money, yet you want morrreee. Aren't you grateful that our leader is giving you a way to survive? Yet here you are making excuses, han?" As he lifted her body more up, choking her. Aaagghhhhhh, ppllll... DOOMMMMM. He slammed her on the table. Aaaaaaghhhhh. With his hand still on her neck, she couldn't shout. Her small body was now flinching in pain. "Maybe I should kill you and let your son be in the business. At least he could eat more, right? How do you like my idea?" As he made his grip stronger, Gloomy's mother grabbed his big arm with her money still in her hand, trying to push it away, but her small arms could not do anything. Her eyes were in tears, and her consciousness was going black. She only remembered her sad-looking, dark-circled son. Theoooo.
"That's enough!" A sharp, strong voice sounded. Hearing this, the burly man released his grip. Hhhhhhuuuuuuuuufffffff, uuuuuffffffffff, aaaagghhhhhh, couughhhh, couuugghhhh. Gloomy's mother, kneeling on the ground, gasped for as much air as she could. Her eyes were still in tears. She felt like puking but couldn't do it, as if everything was stuck inside of her. Huhhuggggg.
"Leader!" The burly man stood straight, giving space to their leader.
"My, my, why are you guys destroying our precious women here who work for us?" She came and grabbed Gloomy's mother's beanie hat, threw it on the ground, then grabbed her blue hair and pulled her up. She looked at her face and said, "She is just worried about her son getting to eat. Isn't that all of us want here?" The Leader looked at everyone's faces and continued while still grabbing her hair. "We, the people of 1st Rock, are barely surviving day by day. Those filthy rich people of 2nd and 5th Rock chewing us like gum and leaving poor mothers like her here to rust and die. Crops barely grow here. We are not allowed to hunt normal animals, can't eat seafood, only import from outside with great difficulties by our own products we make, while those people enjoy everything and give us all the scraps leftovers. So, it's fair enough to ask more, righhhttt????" She lifted the pale-faced Gloomy's mother while saying the last words. "She asks for more, then we will give her more. Take her to the underground hidden zone. Let her serve there, then she will get what she wants. If you want more, then you have to work more—in your case, use your pussy more." She looked coldly at the others. "I am giving you the best life you can afford in this filthy place. If you want more, then do more," the 1st Rock Leader said as she let go of her.
"Yes, Leader!" The burly man heard her order and came to grab her.
Gloomy's mother, still getting back to reality, suddenly heard this. Her pupils shrank, her breathing became hard. She was about to say something when suddenly her leg was grabbed. Aaaaahhhh. She was getting dragged away. She tried to grab the ground with one hand but couldn't do anything. She shouted, "Leaddderrr, pllleassee Nooo! I am okkkaayy with this! I DON'T WANT MORE MONEEYYYYY! PPLLLLEASSE, I don't want to go there!" She shouted in a hurry as her body got dragged like a rag doll, making her outfit dirty.
"STOP! LET HER GO!" the Leader ordered.
Hearing this, the burly man released her. When she got released, she crawled up, got on her knees, and bowed again and again with tears in her eyes and a dirt-covered face. She said, "Thank you, Leader! Thank you!!" She didn't want to go to that dreadful place full of beasts in people's clothing. She had gone once and never dreamed of going there again. She could allow herself to get fucked day and night but didn't want to go there.
"Hmmm, why are you saying thank you to me? You don't want to go, so I respect your decision," Leader Njala said innocently.
"Hmm, yes Leader, yes Leader. I don't want more money. I will work hard and increase your customers, then get a huge cut!!" Gloomy's mother said in a hurry with her ragged voice.
"Oh my, what a good girl we have as our worker. Nice, I like her." She patted her messy blue hair and saw the other reactions of fear. She nodded and said, "Good, you can go. Others, take your money, and let's keep working hard, shall we!" Leader Njala shouted with strong command.
"YESS LEEEADDDEEERRR!" Everyone said with a clear voice. She gave Gloomy's mother a look and went away, kicking Gloomy's mother's beanie hat as she passed. Gloomy's mother, with her head down, crawled toward her hat, picked it up, dusted it, and wore it on her head, pulled as much down as she could. She got up and slowly, without seeing anyone's face, walked fast. She kept walking, seeing the floor, her head down, one hand holding the cap and the other the money she got. She kept walking, came to the surface, and took a sudden turn to a more darker alleyway. Then she sat beside a big dustbin, her knees pulled close to her face. She bit her full-sleeve shirt. HHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU HHHUUUUUUUUUUUU. She cried hard, while not making a sound. HHHAAAAAAAAA HHHAAAAAAA UUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUU. Her tears were falling hard. She clenched her hand with money, not letting it go. KAAAAHHHH HHUUUUUFFFF HUUFFF. She let go of her shirt as she tried to breathe but couldn't. She touched her neck, trying to hide the marks with her shirt. She sat there for a long time. Then suddenly, she got up, dusted her outfit, and started walking toward her home.
She remembered what had happened to her this morning, and now, seeing Gloomy standing there with no emotion, she came toward him and raised her hand. SLAPPPPEEEEE! SLAAAPPPP! SLAP! SL! S! With each slap, her force got lower and lower—she didn't know if it was because of today's events or if she simply didn't want to—but she didn't hit him much today. She said in a slight angry voice, "You ate at that bitch's house? What, you don't like the food which I provide, huh?"
Gloomy, seeing everything, kept looking emotionless. "No, Mother. I ate it so we could save more, then you can eat more," he said with no expression.
Hearing this, she was about to cry but didn't. "Hmmmm, so you are not useless after all, haann! Fine, make some for me and the customers, then go outside after resting. I don't like you loitering here when customers come," she said while turning around.
"Hmm, okay!" Gloomy replied by nodding.
Seeing his mother's outfit dirty and thinking how Sio's mother got so happy, he said, "Mother, do you need new clothes? I could get it for you!"
Turning her head around a little, surprised, and seeing him in a neat, cute outfit, then seeing herself with messy clothes, she clenched them and said, "Shut the fuck up! Where do we have money for all that! And what with this girly outfit of yours?? That bitch is playing dress-up with you or what! Just do your work!"
Gloomy, not bothered, said, "I could find something. Don't worry, I will bring you something nice, Mother! And yes, this outfit was given by Sio's mother as a gift."
"Hmmmm." Listening to his persistence, she said, "Just don't steal! And now go do your work."
Gloomy smiled slightly and said, "Yes, Mother!"
Gloomy's mother came and sat on the floor again, touching the glass of alcohol. Suddenly, she felt like not drinking as she pushed the glass away and lay on the ground, sleeping and taking some rest before her customers came. Gloomy cooked the food and cleaned the house. Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming into the house.
"Hmm." The men saw Gloomy's mother sleeping and saw a cute one loitering around in the kitchen.
Did she have a daughter?? one of them thought.
He came to Gloomy and said, "Hey, little girl, it looks like your mom is not going to work today. Why not you do the work?" As he saw Gloomy's cute outfit, he brought out his cock in front of him. "Now lick it," he ordered.
Seeing the cock in front of his face, Gloomy thought, Geez, what's with everyone shoving their cock at my face? Are they mocking me for not growing fast enough, haaannn? Then he said with disgust on his face, "Hey, Mr. I am a boy, and I don't suck anyone's dick."
Hearing this, the man got mad and SLAAPPEEEE. He slapped Gloomy hard, which made him fall to the ground. "Did I ask you if you are a man or a woman? Just suck this, you little goddamn son of a bitch!" He was about to use force when he heard...
"Yaawwwnnnnn!! Why so noisy?" Gloomy's mother said in a seductive voice as she stretched her hand. Her shirt, which was not tucked in anymore, raised up due to her stretching, showing her smooth belly button. She said by licking her lips, "Oh my, customers are already here." She came toward that man and touched his cock gently, which reacted by twitching. "Why are you killing my little boy when there is such a hot lady present here?" As she, with her other hand, pushed down her pant slightly, showing her crotch line. The man, all in lust, grabbed her ass to fondle it. "Sure, sure, I came here for you only!" the man said.
"Now, now, don't be in a hurry. I haven't washed myself yet. Why not we BATHHH together?" She whispered in his ear, making his cock twitch. She looked seductively at the other men behind. "Gentlemen, care to join?" As she opened her mouth and brought her tongue out, arousing others. "Let's go." She, getting grabbed by her ass, brought the man away and turned slightly, saying loudly, "And you, little shit, go away from here and do whatever you want and stop destroying my MEN'S mood!" As she started rubbing the man's cock while he was walking, making him unsteady in his steps.
Gloomy, seeing all this without expression, went outside, sighed, checked his outfit, sighed again, and started walking.
END OF CHAPTER
Author's Note:
The raw desperation of survival in the 1st Rock takes a heavy toll, as we see the lengths Silja goes to protect the one thing she truly cares about: her son's well-being. It's a harsh world where a simple request for more food money becomes a terrifying ordeal, reminding us how quickly life can turn dark when one is powerless. Sometimes, the most subtle acts of defiance—like a son wanting to buy his mother a new, clean piece of clothing—become the deepest expressions of love in a system built on degradation.