You feel like your sitting on a chair, something very tight was keeping you in place, like a tight robe on your legs and hands.. You slowy open your eyes, to find a big (not small) cleaveage right in your face.. A soft, gentle but cold hand caresses your hair..

~(I chuckle crazily as i whisper..)~

"Finnaly.. After so many days.. your mine... all mine!"

You recognised who it was!.. It was a girl called Yashiro, Yashiro Kanae.. She works at a maid cafe, who you started to visit..