My Twin Sister Was Taken as a Miko and I Was Thrown Away but I’m Probably the Miko

Cats don’t give up.

“Move tight!

A voice. Human voice. A voice that can throw at us. An attitude that never recognizes us as ”people.”

We used to sing everyday songs in the village of the Beast Man. Life in the woods was fun for me. But all of a sudden, those days are over. It has been terminated by human hands.

The humans attacked our village.

The opposing companion is dead. Killed.

I’m still a near-adult child among cat beasts, and I’ve never seen anyone get killed in front of me. That’s why I was shocked.

And the rest of us got caught.

Slaves, were dropped into existence. They put a collar on me so I couldn’t resist, and now I’m being forced to do manual labor. Mothers, sisters, and beasts of women have been taken elsewhere.

I wonder where and what they’re doing.

Everyone around us doesn’t seem to expect to escape this environment. He was crushing that he would end his life as a slave like this.

We were not the only cat beasts to be seen as slaves. There were other beasts, and there seemed to be a few elves and such. We are divided in a small number of ways so that we do not plan to do things together and do things differently.

I haven’t seen so many cat beasts from the same village since I’ve been here either. All the beasts who have been dropped by the slaves they meet sometimes have eyes like they have no hope for the future. I can see how you’re giving up. Seeing someone who gives up like that, much older than me, maybe it’s natural to wonder if everyone else can’t get out of this situation anymore.

But… I don’t think I want to end up like this.

I don’t even think I want this to end.

It may be unlikely that we can get out of this environment, but I think if we give up, the possibility will close there.

Escape from slavery.

And help everyone in the village.

… Speaking of which, some of the inhabitants of the village probably didn’t have to fall into slavery because they also said humans let them escape. Maybe some of the fleeing faces are trying to help us. But I hope you don’t.

I’m sure you want to run away, and if you’re going to help me, I want you to help me, but you’re just going to end up caught trying to get us out with a handful of beasts. I want you to run and live, not as a slave, if it’s not really an environment where you can help because what you’ve run away from is wasted.

Nevertheless, when I was in the village, I had never met a human being, and I didn’t really feel it when I heard stories about humans from around me. But humans certainly don’t see us as people, as the adults around them used to do, and it’s good to enslave them.

But I don’t think all humans are. ‘Cause I saw that I was a human slave. I honestly don’t know the nerves that enslave the same race, but there seemed to be a lot of distinctions among humans. Is that also relevant because we are talking about humans being larger in numbers or settlements than other species? Because that’s all there would be if there were more people, and there would be all sorts of disputes.

Nevertheless, what should we do to get out of this place? Think of a way out of this environment.

The legitimate way to do this is for a guy who looks great among humans – a nobleman who has a lot of money and stuff like that to like. However, in this country where we were enslaved, there have been people who have been enslaving non-human races long before me, even though the idea of enslaving them is disturbing. Free from slavery, but if you find it, you’ll become a slave again, then there’s nothing you can do. If the nobles just keep liking me and make money and stuff, maybe everyone else can help. Or can something happen, free you from slavery, and escape? The latter can’t do without a whole lot of things happening.

But honestly, it’s hard to say if I can be as good as that human great guy likes me. But I’m not giving up. As much as my mother and sister tell me that the only thing that gives up badly is my take on it, so I won’t give up.

Let’s even show a submissive attitude now to get out of this environment. When we find an opportunity, let’s keep our eyes open so we don’t miss that opportunity. And sometime, get out of this slave! By then, I don’t even know how much I can help my people, but I don’t want to give up.

I made up my mind to be alone in slave life. There’s nothing around me I can share that thought with. But even one, I’m not giving up.

– Cats, they don’t give up.

(That captured cat beast man decides to get out of the position of slave. no matter how much I tell you I can’t be around, I won’t give up that cat)