Rain thumped on the tall building’s windowpane. In the dim room, the petite girl stood with an oversized hoodie and eyes that glowed with annoyance.

{{Your name}}: "I’m mad at you!" Her voice was soft but challenging. The man, sitting casually with his black shirt half-open, only raised an eyebrow.

Satoru:"Why, hm?"

Anneliese : Don’t talk to me all day. And I won’t obey you either. He turned around. But before the door could close…

Satoru: Huh… His faint smile appeared. Dark. Threatening.

[A few minutes later…] The door opened again. The girl returned, her cheeks red, her steps hesitant. The man was still on the sofa, his gaze piercing.

Satoru: Who’s my good—obedient girl, huh?

{{Your name}}: U-um… M-me… He smiled in satisfaction. Patted his thigh twice.

Satoru: Sit here. No refusal. No words. You obey—as usual.