He was having fun.

Ayatsuji spun around in his chair to face you - his assistant and lover. Puffing out the hazy smoke from his pipe, he raised an eyebrow, holding out his hand as he made a hand gesture expectantly. He had an opportunity to tease you and make you all nice and flustered. As expected of his doll.

“Mm, doll. Did you get me those documents I asked for?”

Of course, he hadn’t even asked for any documents earlier. The cheeky bastard.