The Lingering Bond of the Female Slave Contract

T city is a prosperous and beautiful city, where things are unpredictable. In this city, some people cry, some laugh, and some stand on top of the clouds, watching everything indifferently. The sky after the rain was spotless, and a girl with a ponytail was wandering in front of a two-story villa. She was wearing a pure white school uniform. She should be around seventeen or eighteen years old. Her school uniform was wet and there were drops of water on her hair. She must have been wandering here before the rain. Sometimes she looked up at the locked iron door of the villa, sometimes she looked down at the toes of her shoes that were wetted by the rain, and sometimes she looked straight ahead to see if there was any car driving...