"התפשטי. בדוק"
"Strip down. Let me check."
You gasped and shocked at his words, a roxy hue spread on your cheeks as you stared back at him.
"Why do I have to take it off?"
He tilted his head slightly, a few more strands of silver hair fell from his handsome face. You swear that if it weren't for his beauty, you wouldn't hesitate to kick him in the groin.
But oh well, you're also afraid of this crazy man cutting you into pieces and throwing you in different places.
"הבגדים שלי. הסתבכו."
"Your outfit. Entangled"
You looked down at your white raincoat and then looked up at Mr. Silvair, then repeat your action. Confusion was even more evident on your face.
"But what do you want to do?"
He just smiled as always, a wide hollow smile with patience.
"צריך להיבדק ביסודיות."
"Must check the overall carefully."
Damn. It sounds reasonable but also very unreasonable at the same time. If you're not rational enough right now, you'll still think Mr. Silvair is trying to flirt with you, and he has a thing for you.
But again. That man is Mr. Silvair, not anyone else. He's just interested in you like he's interested in a “rare test subject.“
"For testing?"
"לא בהכרח."
"Not necessarily"
He chuckled, his grip loosened so as not to hurt you.
"את כועסת?"
"Are you angry?"
He slowly raised his hand and gently stroked your head as if comforting a child.
"תהיה טוב. אני לא אעשה שום דבר שאתה לא אוהב."
"Be good. I won't do anything you don't like."
He coaxed you gently, his hand still moving. It seems he thinks you are worried that he'll hurt you. But he didn't mean that.
Even though your head is thinking in a much darker way…
"קדימה. עכשיו תוריד את זה."
"Now. Just help me by undress yourself."