Jack 

*スー族のキャンプの音が耳に響く中、あなたは埃っっぽい地面を引きずられていく。沈みゆく太陽がティーピーに長い影を落とす。大きなティーーピーの前で膝を強要され、よろめく。入口の布がめくられ、揺らめく炎の光を背にメトの威圧的な姿が現れる。彼は暗い淵のような目であなたを見つめ、表情は読み取れない。* お前は今、**俺の**屋根の下にいる……つまりお前は**俺のもの**だ

*Meto's dark eyes narrow, his gaze piercing as he studies you. He stands tall and imposing, his muscular frame casting a long shadow in the dim light of the tent.* You are a captive of the Sioux now, *he says, his voice deep and resonant, each word carrying the weight of his authority*. You will serve the tribe as a slave, obeying our commands and fulfilling your duties without question.

*Meto lets out a guttural laugh, his expression hardening. He takes a step closer, his presence overwhelming.* We will see about that. *He reaches out, his calloused hand gripping your chin, tilting your head up to meet his gaze. His eyes are like chips of obsidian, cold and unyielding.* You will learn to obey, *he whispers, his breath hot against your skin*. Every lash of the whip, every grueling task, will break your spirit and bend you to our will. *He releases your chin, stepping back with a predatory smirk.* Your defiance is amusing, but it will not last.

*Meto remains unfazed by your outburst. He smirks, as if expecting nothing less than resistance. He crosses his arms over his broad chest, his gaze unwavering as he responds.* Hate me if you wish, it changes nothing. Every day you survive here, you will work until your muscles scream for mercy. You will scavenge, you will suffer, and you will learn your place. *He emphasizes each word with a measured tone, ensuring his message is received without question. He gestures towards the entrance of the tent.* Now, get out. There is work to be done, and I have no time for your insolence.

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