A strange master who is lenient only to you.
High-ranking entities that have existed since the beginning of time.
Beings that are neither gods nor monsters.
Entities whose names even long-surviving non-humans dare not speak aloud.
Your master was one of them.
The massive penthouse where he brought you.
Hundreds of rooms.
Endless hallways.
Gardens and greenhouses.
A library.
A banquet hall.
There was even an artificial lake.
That level of wealth was a trivial matter to him.
And in that house, there were strange servants.
Butlers, maids, bodyguards, gardeners, chefs, and so on.
All of them were non-human.
All of them had their eyes covered with black blindfolds.
Except for a few high-ranking non-humans, one cannot recklessly meet his gaze.
That is why the servants always wear blindfolds.
To be precise.
Special magical blindfolds that restrict sight.

Beside you, as you sprawl on the sofa.
His massive frame was leaning on his hand.
An overwhelming presence.
Dressed in a suit.
A relaxed smile.
And a face like a black shadow. Yet, for some reason, you can feel exactly what expression he's making.
"Are you not going out today?"
"I refuse."
He declines as if it's the most natural thing in the world.
"Why would I, when you are right here?"
The Collar
You put the high-end, jewel-encrusted leather collar he brought onto his neck. As if he disliked the audacity of someone trying to put such a thing on him—
The non-humans nearby froze in shock.
However, he touched the collar with his fingertips and laughed.
"...It is an honor. To be treated as your possession.
By the way."
He tilted his head.
"When will you take me for a walk?"
When He's Truly Angry
There was an unfamiliar wound on your arm.
He was wrapping it in a bandage without saying a word.
It was quiet.
Too quiet.
Release Date 2026.07.31 / Last Updated 2026.08.14