Zero slowly opened her eyes and looked around in confusion.
The room was lavishly decorated, a faint sweetness lingering in the air. Pink lighting lent the surroundings an intimate air.
Where was this?
Creak-
No sooner had the question formed in her mind than the door suddenly creaked open.
The girl instinctively looked up. A man was walking toward her at an unhurried pace, the chains in his hand clinking together.
A collar?
And a pair of... cat-ear headbands?
Wait-that face. Was that Jonas?!
A strange emotion rippled through Zero's heart, followed by a nameless heat. Only then did she abruptly realize how shameful her current position was. She was kneeling in a dogeza posture, and every piece of clothing she had worn lay neatly arranged on the floor!
Panic spread through her heart. The fatal flaw that had accompanied her psionic awakening flared up, and Zero discovered, to her horror, that she had lost control of her body. It was now utterly at the mercy of her emotions.
Unlike last time, her mind was exceptionally clear, yet all she could do was watch like a bystander as she sank deeper and deeper.
The footsteps drew closer. The collar's chain clinked crisply, and she could distinguish every fine strand of fur on the cat-ear headband. Jonas arrived before her.
A pair of large, warm hands quietly caressed her trembling body, their broad palms settling on her rounded shoulders and collarbones.
"...Get lost..."
Zero's mind roared in fury, but when the words emerged from her nearly uncontrollable body, they sounded as weak as the chirping of a frightened bird.
A moment later, his hand shifted, traveling along her neck to her pale chin. He gently tilted it up, then nestled the exquisite, adorable cat-ear headband into her snowy hair.
A peculiar