. was he pregnant?. nah... I don't think so .

"Ok.". The AI replied and the board-machine made a beeping sound before one side of the glass opened and a plate filled with... Three chops of braised pork came out with a plate.

Anying's eyes widened when he saw the dish... Zucchini even had to the guts to tell him, "Bon appetit.". Before disappearing.

WTF...

Anying's black eyes were dazed as he stared at the porks.... It felt as if a fist size of one pork was sliced into three and placed on the plate... Then accompanying the porks where dozens of extremely over boiled cabbage.

How was he even going to get full by eating this?.

Just then his stomach growled and he resigned to eating what he saw because there was no other till 12:00pm, even forgetting to savour it since he was too hungry to do so.

And thus immediately after five minutes, the three porks were already in his stomach, yet it felt like a drop in the ocean for his hungry self.

He went to the bathtub first to go drink water after passing the plate back to the machine. Cchini told him to do so, so he did and got to witness how the machine cleaned the plate with robotic hands before storming it away like it was never used.

After having his fill of water, Anying felt a little bit full... At least the pork gave him a little bit of energy minus the cabbage though...

"Now what to do?...". He whispered in question to no one while scanning the entire room after everything was done for him.

From the empty shelf to dully decorated walls, there was nothing that caught his attention ... Plus.. .. His friends, how were they?... How were they doing now, ah don't balme him for not asking about them for long mow... He was too hungry to even think about escaping talk lest remembering he had friends who almost died when Hanze showed his face...

"What even triggered that state?.". He wondered but, no one answered him, even cchini wasn't going to answer him.

But anyways now that he was free and had nothing to do, what would happen ne--"ouch.".

Anying winced and frowned as a pricking feeling got him in the neck interrupting his thoughts, in the area where the collar was located.

What happened?. He wanted to ask but before he could do so, he felt something being pushed into his body like an injection or something... And then a feeling of nauseousness overcame him.

What happened next?, He ran to the bathroom and puked out everything he newly digested, though he didn't what to.

"W-what... happened?." He asked to the AI, looking at his slightly pale face in the mirror.

"Master Hanze activated this function, so if you want to know how it works, it's either you go ask him yourself, what happened at his office. Or better still wait till when he comes back, then greet him with that. Question".

Anying nearly just hit his head on the walls of the bathroom to end his miserable existence .... Even an AI now had a right to speak to him without manners.

"I knew he was going to do something to satisfy his sadistic nerves but why this?.".

Why giving him false hope of finally having food in his stomach, even if just a little portion and then taking it away... Umm ... Taking it down the drain?.

Anying smiled bitterly... The one that didn't reach his eyes... This was marriage... He never expected it to be this hellish you know... He wasn't a submissive person but now he would cower and whimper at the sight of Hanze.

It wasn't fair but where was his escape... He knew he wouldn't be able to bear this anymore. What was this?.

Anying left the mirror after washing his small face to go sleep, not forgetting to set an alarm of 11:50, 12:58, and 4:18 pm though... Because even if he didn't like the feeling of being caged and being deprived of his basic rights, he didn't have rights to oppose and moreover, the food earlier gave him energy to move around a bit so, he didn't want to miss it.

"Ah...". Anying yawned, stretching tiredly with droopier lashes and fell on the bed with a soft thud. At least he wasn't deprived of sleep... Didn't need to ask permission before sleeping.

Haha, what a life.

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