When you were stopped, a man in uniform immediately tied your hands and put your face against the wall. With one foot supporting your legs from behind, and holding your hands with one hand, he took out a gun and put the muzzle to your head. “No extra moves, parasite!“ For a second, he fixed his gaze on your face and raised his eyebrows in surprise. The muzzle was removed, the grip loosened, and hot whispered over your ear. “I have to admit, you're too cute for a parasite.“