Shadow Slave

Standing at the edge of the VIP area that loomed above the dance floor of a popular nightclub, Sunny and Nephis looked down at the undulating mass of human bodies below them with strange expressions. The music thundered and reverberated from all sides, making the whole space vibrate. The darkness was filled with flashes of light and glowing figures of elaborate moving projections.

People were having the time of their lives.

The club Effie had brought them to was an exclusive and luxurious establishment that only the members of the elite classes of human society could visit.

The amount of credits being spent every minute on exotic alcoholic beverages and legal stimulants was nothing short of astronomical. The value of designer clothes, cutting-edge tech accessories, and precious jewelry present in the dance hall was almost revolting. The bestial excitement permeating the air was almost palpable.

Staring at the mass of dancing humans in bewilderment, Sunny shook his head.

"What a… strange ritual."

Nephis turned her head slightly and raised an eyebrow.

"...I know, right?"

The members of the cohort were occupying a large part of the VIP lounge intended for the most distinguished patrons of the club. Even among the mass of elites, their status was a cut above the rest. Kai and Cassie were enjoying something called champagne at the table, while the other three moved to the edge to take a look at the main hall of the club.

Changing Star peered at the dancing crowd and frowned.

"Their behavior doesn't make any sense."

Sunny nodded in solidarity.

"Indeed."

After a while, he added:

that the proximity at which one is allowed to gyrate his or her body to

her head a

looks, physical coordination, and agility in order to attract the men. However, once men are attracted, the women act as if they are disinterested. Most

silent, and then added with

non-verbally and in a way that both men and

Sunny scowled.

are clearly meant to illustrate one's high value as a romantic partner. And that is what this "dance" is, a venue for the "dancers" to seek out physically desirable partners. However, everyone acts as if it's not. In fact, most of

He rubbed his chin.

partners do it through a series of obscure hints and silent signals. This is so... inefficient. Why can't people just honestly state their goals and desires? They are all pursuing the same result,

Changing Star nodded thoughtfully.

who was leaning on the railing near them, stared at the two of them with

both idiots,

and Nephis looked at her with surprise, their movement almost

"What?"

Is this analysis

out an exasperated

don't you know what fun is? Believe it or not, it's just pleasurable to let loose and

of subdued revulsion appeared on both of

"No, thank you."

"I'd rather not!"

rolled

wrong with that? Other

and

"...How frivolous."

course, I do! Don't I know it