Elena actually had a lot to say.
But as she plunged into the door with Silas, couldn't say anything.
"Hah... pain."
"Thud."
In the glass jar, 'she' constantly hitting the showcase with head was staring wide-eyed at her and Silas just coming in.
Voice very dry.
Eyes almost only left with eye whites.
Tag on the side. Written 'Puppet Human' etc. in English.
Clang.
"..."
Before recovering, saw Silas beside her extending tentacle, easily breaking the jar. Sister-in-law inside instantly fell into Silas's tentacle.
"We have to release all these things."
"They are all victims like you."
"..."
Miss Elena had no opinion.
She was just confused. Having a sleep-loving self was already hard to understand... now looking down through spiral stairs, countless small rooms and enclosed jars. Countless living corpse-like selves acting as 'workers'.
"Go to the bottom first. See if can directly find some mechanism to finish all in one breath."
"...Mmh."
Elena had no time to care about memory problems anymore.
She also wanted to know, who exactly made so many of herself.
Stairs too long.
On the way would also encounter slightly aggressive living corpses looking exactly like her.
At first she was worried if Silas would have problems.
"..."
"Like this is fine."
But as Silas casually used clothes stripped from them to tie them up. Became along the way always distributed, upper body naked her... very embarrassed.
How can be so consistent?
Chest shape and face, even that kind of mole exactly same.
Key is, occasionally would see Silas inexplicably touch a handful, commenting 'really the same'.
"..."
How long walked exactly?
Anyway, later Elena found Silas no longer satisfied walking down stairs normally. Jumped down directly, while jumping used tentacle to hook railing. And she was hugged tightly in arms.
Honestly, looking down would be very scared.
But if not looking down, staring at Silas's chin, or feeling increasingly hard thing...
Was Brother-in-law originally like this?
Clearly jumping down, hurrying. Yet holding her breast, having lust... anyway, she felt would become very strange too. Simply closed eyes, thinking nothing.
Don't know how long passed.
Miss Elena felt couldn't see anymore. Falling down hugged for long time, ribs also a bit painful.
"Finally reached bottom."
"..."
With Silas's voice, she opened eyes. Saw nothing, completely pitch black.
"Whoosh."
How did Brother-in-law find the flame? Seemed visible.
"..."
Vision gradually clear.
"Eek!"
Elena startled. Before eyes all 'selves' lowering heads, squatting against wall. Hugging knees, face unnaturally pale.
She and Silas landed among these things. Almost could feel their nose breath at close range.
"?"
Seeing Silas reaching out to pry their eyelids, Elena more nervous.
"It's okay, all living corpses. Seem sleeping."
"Sigh, even workhorse living corpses have to rest."
"..."
Elena heart pounding dragged Silas's hem, following him forward. Weak firelight flickered.
Bottom like a broad small village, also many stone houses. Pity is, living inside only living corpse version of her. No bed, nor furniture.
Elena almost buried face beside Silas's arm whole process, daring not look.
"You, wait for me here."
"..."
Miss Elena really wanted to say, can together. Even if spacious house without living corpses, even if closed door locked well, she scared.
But knew.
She following Silas only dragging feet.
"Crack."
Just a little noise could scare Elena clenching toes.
Closer to stone wall, only then exchanged for slight comfort.
Air a bit stuffy, dust smell heavy. Also some indescribable smells mixed. Damp, dark.
"..."
"Patter patter."
Not long after, she heard footsteps outside again.
Bright firelight illuminated, Silas came back, bringing some food with labels.
"Although didn't see any normal people, but have food."
"..."
Those labels were all categorized well, clearly stipulated for which Elena in which room or jar on which floor to eat. Silas tasted, no problem.
"Next I'm going to release them. Will come back every night."
"..."
Elena felt.
If calling Brother-in-law now, definitely no need to stay alone in empty room.
But couldn't open mouth.
"Don't worry, I am person with contract spirit. Won't abandon you."
"Oh, your virginity hasn't been taken yet."
"...O-okay!"
Came.
In memory unique to Brother-in-law that kind of, clearly can speak better, insist on speaking very lewdly and evilly lines.
But not necessarily joking right?
Taking virginity or something...
Brother-in-law seeing these 'selves', definitely won't think she is Elena anymore.
Actually really made Miss Elena stay in stone house, because of rippling strange mood, alleviated fear.
"..."
Although had firelight left by Silas, Elena still anxious because couldn't distinguish time. How long gone?
Even if 'selves' encountered on road all stripped and tied up in threes and fives. In case troublesome ones...
This kind of place, who exactly made it?
"Smack."
Stone door pushed open violently, startled Elena.
"You alone should be quite hard to endure. Let this sleep-loving guy accompany you."
"?"
Saw Silas casually picked up figure, threw in.
"Butt, so painful."
"Clearly still sleeping, still have to work... so tired."
Lazy sister-in-law rubbed butt, sat on ground not getting up, looked at Elena, simply lay down to sleep directly.
"This way won't be scared right?"
"...Mmh, thank you... Bro... ah, thank you."
"..."
Miss Elena was not so scared anymore.
But as spacious stone house added wooden beds, and more her... squeezed to corner.
"Is it you who put me in jar? Always giving me weird stuff to eat?"
"Not me~ I also want to ask if you locked me in small room."
"Who did that? I was locked for long long time!"
"Don't know."
"Mmh, anyway he saved me. I don't understand either... but he smells so good. Want to with him."
"Y-you how can so... ?!"
"..."
When Elena couldn't help saying this sentence, other women sent to house all looked at her in unison. Staring at her creeping out.
"Mmh, looks like her personality relatively reserved. I don't care about you guys, he is mine."
"He also saved me! Is mine!"
"..."
Miss Elena herself almost couldn't distinguish who was speaking. Chest squeezed flat against wall because too many people came.
Torches extinguished, Silas came back.
He found a very severe problem, even realizing saved many sisters-in-law busy for half day, cleaned several stone houses again, letting them not so crowded.
But which one is Elena brought by himself?
All damn look same, have smell of soaked in some liquid, clothes strange indeed... but biasedly sister-in-law brought wore most ordinary cloth clothes. Is what sisters-in-law here wear most.
Should have stripped black silk from found living corpse sister-in-law to change for her if knew earlier.
"Who is Miss Elena? Ah no, who is Juliet?"
"Me."
"Is me right."
"You fart, why impersonate me?"
"..."
One question stirred up thousand waves. Silas surrounded by butts and chests. Occasionally could feel being taken advantage of.
Chattering.
Bad.
Just caring about completing mission, can't recognize which is first sister-in-law. But... mission is saving them all, seems doesn't matter?