[9] b

Ute looked startled. "Oh... no, no. I'm afraid. You were asked to stay in this room only."

Beatrice's shoulders slumped weakly. "I feel really uncomfortable, Ute. I haven't moved at all."

Ute became conflicted.

"Come on, Ute. Besides, it's just the kitchen. I won't go anywhere."

Beatrice's eyes hoped that Ute would grant her request. No, Beatrice had no plans to escape because from the balcony of her room, she observed that the security in this house was tight. She still valued her life. She didn't want what Sam said earlier to come true.

She was treated like a dog's food in this house.

"Next time, please tell me, Ute."

Ute’s words made Beatrice smile widely. Well... at least she wouldn't be stuck in this room anymore. Whatever Ute was talking about, it seemed to have succeeded in getting Beatrice to move out of Sam's room. Beatrice even screamed with joy.

"Thank you," she said, half hugging Ute.

Beatrice's action made Ute laugh cheerfully. Even though there were two people following