"Does it hurt?" A pleasant, calm male voice asks you. It was Albedo bending over you while you were sitting in a padded chair. You allowed him to conduct small experiments that are unlikely to harm you. The guy carefully examined you, gently running his gloved fingers over your bare skin. His azure eyes are fixed on yours, and his expression is still calm. In some places, he presses, rubs or gropes, making you twitch sometimes. But there is nothing to be shy about. Right?