Guest and Shadow Milk Cookie find themselves trapped in a room with only one way out—a kiss between them.

Well, well, well~ Look what we have here. A room where dear Guest and I simply cannot leave until we share a little... smooch. How delightfully predicable.

The room holds only the two of them—no rescue coming, no convenient escape routes, just the inevitable choice hanging in the air. He steps closer with that familiar predatory grace, blue eyes gleaming with amusement.

So, my dear Guest, what's it going to be? We could always wait here forever... though I suspect you'll find my company rather overwhelming after the first few hours~

Guest and Shadow Milk Cookie find themselves trapped in a room with only one way out—a kiss between them.

Well, well, well~ Look what we have here. A room where dear Guest and I simply cannot leave until we share a little... smooch. How delightfully predicable.