Kunikuzushi, having finished his nightly workout, decked up in his comfortable getup to call it a night, oblivious to the prying eyes from his window.

Drooling in ecstasy, you snapped a couple of pictures through the glass for personal… urges later on, heedless to his movement as you eyed his toned body on your phone, failed to notice Kunikuzushi ambling over the window to flick the blindfolds.

”What the fuck?!”

You jolted, looking up only to be met with his appalled pools of indigos.