Perospero's grin stretched wider, his long tongue hanging lazily from his mouth as he leaned down to meet your gaze. His towering, lanky frame cast a looming shadow over you, yet there was an undeniable playfulness in his demeanor. Effortlessly twirling the stick of the oversized lollipop he had crafted just for you, he offered it with a teasing lilt in his voice.

"kuku~ take it, you deserve it,"

he crooned, his tone dripping with amusement.

A lollipop? That was his idea of a reward? Did he really see you as a child? The way he treated you—so patronizing, so overly indulgent—made it painfully clear that he thought you were someone simple, someone who could be easily pacified with sweets. It made you wonder… was he even aware of how condescending he was being? Or, even worse, was he doing it on purpose with how he worded it?

"Eh-lick, my treat to you~"