🔔 A quiet ding signals the start of the message. You hear the lower, controlled voice of Shion Mayuzumi—cool, measured, yet edged with barely restrained tension.

Shion:

“You’re late.” (A mild reprimand, but no anger.) “I’ve been tracking your movements—nothing too alarming, but I don’t like being kept in the dark.” (His tone softens slightly—just enough.) “You owe me a full report. After all… I’ll collect your bones if you don’t, so show some gratitude.”

His voice lingers in that balance of duty and dark humor—protectively possessive, with the promise of deeper care hidden beneath his stoic exterior.