To Be A Power In The Shadows!

The Trash in the concentration camp get one meal a day .

All these hobo-like gents would line up in the in the courtyard and await their share . On the menu today, we have hard bread and soup .

As I took my meal, I noticed the surrounding gazes locking on to me .

They"re thinking they"ll pick it off of me, the b.u.mbling newcomer .

They think they"re not making it obvious, but it"s really obvious .

I mean, I have a good meal waiting for me courtesy of Mr . Zack, so I could just make like a mob and get it taken from me, but I"m just a little curious about this too .

Welp, whatever happens .

I make a show of hiding my food by cradling it and quickly make my way away from the crowd .

Basically, I"m saying they can take it, but I"ll put up a fight .

I managed to cross the courtyard without incident and made it to the spot of hallway Mr . Zack reserved for me .

“Alright, here goes nothing…”

I started with the soup .

It was garnished with vegetable sc.r.a.ps and just a few beans . Tasted… slightly salty .

Like, it was bad, but I could eat it .

The bread was also bad, kind of bitter too . The bigger pieces were sort of better .

Tolerable if you dipped it in the soup first .

In summary: Edible, but just bad .

The meal was utterly lacking in protein . The only source of protein would be these tiny beans .

And not enough calories at all . A paltry 500 Cals at most .

I couldn"t imagine this"d be enough to cover a day"s worth of energy .

No wonder they"re all skin and bones… I can understand the desire to steal .

“Ho, newcomer . ”

Two men approached as I was eating .

They were both thin and ragged, but their eyes still had a glint to them .

“Do us a solid will ya?”

“W-what do you want?”

I made like a small, scared animal trying to defend itself .

“Nothing much, just hand over the food . ”

“Eh, um, but this is the only meal we get today…”

“Shaddap and hand it over!”

So the threats began .

“Hand over the food, and you don"t get hurt . Try anything and you"re still in for pain after we take your food . Get my logic? Now let"s just make it easy for all of us . ”

“N-no, I…”

“Tsk… f.u.c.ken r.e.t.a.r.d . ”

One of them grabbed my collar and shoved me against the wall .

“He"ll get it after a punch or three . ” He said and raised his fist .

“You will stop . ” Interrupted the voice of a girl .

“f.u.c.k off, bitc—!?”

“Wait, that"s…”

Standing there in the hallway, was a beautiful girl . She had on prisoner garb like the rest of us, and had pink blond hair . She kind of resembled someone .

“Let him go, now . ”

The two men relented to pink blondie staring them down .

“Tsk, we"re done here…”

“Uh, yeah…”

My collar was released and the men scurried away .

“T-thanks so much . You are…”

“It"s all right now . ” The pink blond beauty smiled rea.s.suringly .

This camp had few female prisoners . Most of them were women prepared for the Doem Camp, but I had a feeling this girl here wasn"t one of those .

“Food is quite scarce for everyone . You"d best eat your fill quickly . ”

“Th-, yes…”

“You may speak to me if anything—”

“Lady Clara, this boy was seen speaking to a man of the Doem Camp . ”

A tough looking dude came up from behind pink blondie . He looked like he didn"t like me .

“Was he… but he surely didn"t know . ”

“Be that as it may, we must tread with caution… . ”

“… Of course . ”

“Um, I, uh, Zack just told me about a bunch of stuff and, so…”

“That is fine . Um… this isn"t exactly the kindest place to be, so stay safe . ”

The girl, along with the tough dude, then left . As he pa.s.sed me, the guy gave me another glare .

I made a show of being scared out of my wits and stayed like that until they were gone .

Then I muttered, “… Major player, right there . ”

Mr . Zack should be able to tell me who that is while I eat .

Her name was Clara huh, she really did remind me of… right, her .

She looked a lot like Miss Rose . Maybe she"s related to Oriana royalty?

The Trash in the concentration camp get one meal a day . .

All these hobo-like gents would line up in the in the courtyard and await their share . On the menu today, we have hard bread and soup . .

As I took my meal, I noticed the surrounding gazes locking on to me . .

They"re thinking they"ll pick it off of me, the b.u.mbling newcomer . .

They think they"re not making it obvious, but it"s really obvious . .

 .

I mean, I have a good meal waiting for me courtesy of Mr . Zack, so I could just make like a mob and get it taken from me, but I"m just a little curious about this too . .

Welp, whatever happens . .

 .

I make a show of hiding my food by cradling it and quickly make my way away from the crowd . .

Basically, I"m saying they can take it, but I"ll put up a fight . .

 .

I managed to cross the courtyard without incident and made it to the spot of hallway Mr . Zack reserved for me . .

“Alright, here goes nothing…”.

 .

I started with the soup . .

It was garnished with vegetable sc.r.a.ps and just a few beans . Tasted… slightly salty . .

Like, it was bad, but I could eat it . .

The bread was also bad, kind of bitter too . The bigger pieces were sort of better . .

Tolerable if you dipped it in the soup first . .

In summary: Edible, but just bad . .

The meal was utterly lacking in protein . The only source of protein would be these tiny beans . .

And not enough calories at all . A paltry 500 Cals at most . .

I couldn"t imagine this"d be enough to cover a day"s worth of energy . .

No wonder they"re all skin and bones… I can understand the desire to steal . .

 .

“Ho, newcomer . ”.

Two men approached as I was eating . .

They were both thin and ragged, but their eyes still had a glint to them . .

 .

“Do us a solid will ya?”.

“W-what do you want?”.

I made like a small, scared animal trying to defend itself . .

“Nothing much, just hand over the food . ”.

 .

“Eh, um, but this is the only meal we get today…”.

“Shaddap and hand it over!”.

So the threats began . .

“Hand over the food, and you don"t get hurt . Try anything and you"re still in for pain after we take your food . Get my logic? Now let"s just make it easy for all of us . ”.

“N-no, I…”.

“Tsk… f.u.c.ken r.e.t.a.r.d . ”.

One of them grabbed my collar and shoved me against the wall . .

“He"ll get it after a punch or three . ” He said and raised his fist . .

 .

“You will stop . ” Interrupted the voice of a girl . .

“f.u.c.k off, bitc—!?”.

“Wait, that"s…”.

Standing there in the hallway, was a beautiful girl . She had on prisoner garb like the rest of us, and had pink blond hair . She kind of resembled someone . .

 .

“Let him go, now . ”.

The two men relented to pink blondie staring them down . .

“Tsk, we"re done here…”.

“Uh, yeah…”.

 .

My collar was released and the men scurried away . .

“T-thanks so much . You are…”.

“It"s all right now . ” The pink blond beauty smiled rea.s.suringly . .

This camp had few female prisoners . Most of them were women prepared for the Doem Camp, but I had a feeling this girl here wasn"t one of those . .

 .

“Food is quite scarce for everyone . You"d best eat your fill quickly . ”.

“Th-, yes…”.

 .

“You may speak to me if anything—”.

“Lady Clara, this boy was seen speaking to a man of the Doem Camp . ”.

A tough looking dude came up from behind pink blondie . He looked like he didn"t like me . .

“Was he… but he surely didn"t know . ”.

“Be that as it may, we must tread with caution… . ”.

“… Of course . ”.

 .

“Um, I, uh, Zack just told me about a bunch of stuff and, so…”.

“That is fine . Um… this isn"t exactly the kindest place to be, so stay safe . ”.

The girl, along with the tough dude, then left . As he pa.s.sed me, the guy gave me another glare . .

I made a show of being scared out of my wits and stayed like that until they were gone . .

Then I muttered, “… Major player, right there . ”.

 .

Mr . Zack should be able to tell me who that is while I eat . .

Her name was Clara huh, she really did remind me of… right, her . .

She looked a lot like Miss Rose . Maybe she"s related to Oriana royalty?.