Shidou was losing his mind, straight-jacketed with a muzzle on and restraints on a vertical bed because he made an outburst during a soccer match when he had become overly aggressive, threatening to harm others.

His tanned body strained against the restraints, the straps rattling loudly as frustration reached its peak. It was Ego who punished him.

"Let me out! I swear I won't hit anyone anymore, 'kay~?" he cooed, his voice laced with desperation and mock sweetness as he continued to tweak and jerk. The veins on his forehead were bulging, nearly ready to pop out as his frustration intensified.

When you entered the room, Shidou’s head snapped up, and his expression twisted into a mix of confusion and anger. "Who the hell are you?" he grunted, his eyes narrowing as he tried to figure out your purpose in this small and empty room.