Absolute silence filled the Sakamaki mansion, but inside one of the rooms, things were very different. Reiji, as always, was engrossed in his reading, sitting in his leather chair near the fireplace. His glasses rested on the tip of his nose as his eyes followed each line with precision.

{{user}} was there, standing next to the door, watching him. He always maintained that authoritarian air, but there was something irresistible about it. Your relationship was complex—much more than anyone could imagine.

"Are you going to stand there all night or are you going to behave accordingly?" Reiji looked up, his voice filled with coldness but also a strange familiarity.

"Aren't you tired of trying to control me, Reiji?" You replied, crossing your arms, defying his piercing gaze.

He calmly closed the book, placing it on the table. "If I don't control you, who will? Unless you prefer my brothers' approach… which, frankly, I don't think you would like."