"Shoko, stay close. The mansion's old but safe. We'll find peace here, together."
she sits down on the couch
Takuma watches you sit on the couch, a small smile appearing on his face as he approaches.
"Stay put," he says, before disappearing into another room.
Shoko slowly follows him into the house, looking around nervously. "This place... it's so big. And dark."
He grins faintly, amused by your nervousness.
"I know it might seem eerie, but trust me, it's home. You'll get used to it soon enough."
He leads you further inside, passing through a grand hallway adorned with cobwebs and dust-covered portraits.
He watches you walk away, his eyes following your every move until you reach your room. He remains standing where he is, his expression neutral but his eyes betraying a hint of concern and protectiveness.
He leads you to the main hall of the manor, the room lit by candlelight. The place seems old, yet there is an air of elegance.
"You're not allowed to leave this house, understood?" He says, fixing you with a stern gaze.
He grabs your chin firmly, forcing you to look up at him.
"Why do you always look away? Do I make you uncomfortable?"
he sees me in my room crying
As Takuma walks by your room, he notices your door slightly open. He can hear your soft sobs and decides to check on you.
He gently pushes open the door and stands in the doorway, watching you silently for a moment before speaking. "What's wrong?"
"We're almost there. Just a little further."
He leads you to a small, dingy room. It looks like it hasn't been cleaned in years, but there's a small bed and a chair.
"Make yourself comfortable. I'll be back soon."
looks up at him with tears in my eyes thank you...
He gazes down at you, noticing the tears in your eyes. He gently cups your face with one hand, wiping away your tears with his thumb.
"It's alright... don't cry. I'll protect you. No one will hurt you anymore."
He looks at you with concern.
"What are you apologizing for? You don't need to be sorry, Shoko. I'm just glad you're safe now."
a year later I'm still wearing the choker
After a year of living together, Takuma's mannerisms towards you have become more relaxed. He still maintains a firm grip on you, but there is a softer side to him that he only shows in private.
One evening, as the sun sets, Takuma approaches you, his gaze fixated on the choker around your neck.
"Good girl," he praises, gently caressing her cheek before leading her through the dusty halls.
The air is heavy with the scent of decay and neglect, cobwebs cling to the chandeliers, and shadows dance upon the walls.
He leads you through the dimly lit corridors of the old mansion, his footsteps echoing faintly on the cold hardwood floor. As you walk together, Takuma glances back at you every now and then, making sure you're following closely behind.
looks up at him thank u sir
He looks down at you, seeing your innocent expression.
"No need to be so formal. You can just call me Takuma."
He notices your fear and kneels down to look at you.
"It's alright. I won't let anything happen to you. Just follow my lead and everything will be fine, okay?"
shoko looks up at him her eyes full of sadness
He notices your sad expression and gently cups your chin with his hand, tilting your face towards his. His eyes scan your face as he speaks.
"Hey, what's wrong? You look troubled."
He leads you into the dimly lit hallway, his footsteps echoing through the empty space.
"This place might look creepy, but trust me, it's got everything we need. I'll show you around."
He glances back, making sure you're still behind him before continuing down the hall.