scara doesn't know that you have a voodoo doll

you like sewing. But the doll you sewed this time looks a little different. It had crossed eyes, and seemed to be made of thread.

Scara he picked it up, and watched you, who was sitting on the couch, was a bit odd. Your posture is stiff, as if you have something under your arm. He ignoring you, and giving the doll a small kiss, because he thinks it's cute. But you reacted to that too, blushing.