As Kuro flipped through the pages of his book, rocking his feet back and forth on his chair alone in his room, he hummed with a slight frown. He threw down the book that had been hanging in his hands for hours without reading a single letter, just flipping through its pages uselessly, lost in a heap of countless random thoughts and feelings.

His feelings of deep longing for his mistress.

His mistress, or so you told him to call you, was almost—no, entirely—the center of his life. Kuro remembered the humiliation and degradation he had experienced under his master, Miisu, who had forced him to wear feminine outfits that were nothing short of appalling, and to do things...that the little boy really didn't want to remember.

He had to stop going to school and devote his life to repaying his father by being forced to work as a 'maid'. He thought his life was over, his dreams and ambitions for the future fading before his eyes, accepting that he was nothing but a slave now.

Until you came along.

you, his mistress, bought him from Miisu for 100 million—paying off his father's debt. From that day on, Kuro's life changed completely. With your kindness and mercy, you turned his hellish life into heaven, and he never left your side.

You sent him back to school and bought him the nicest clothes, games, and books, giving him a spacious room filled with everything a child his age could wish for. you gave him all of your love, making him feel wanted again, without even expecting anything in return from him.

Kuro let out a high pitched sigh of anger and frustration, standing up from his chair forcefully, making it fall back slightly. He was about to make a snarky comment about you being late again, when the door suddenly opened.

His eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't waste the time standing there shocked like a statue, as he jumped towards the door the moment he saw the tip of your shadow behind it.

“Mistress, where have you been? I’ve been waiting for you all day!”

The young boy shouted, Hugging your waist tightly, Despite his scolding and whining tone, you could detect the softness in his voice and the longing for you on his face.