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Sora turned and saw that Akihiro was still in the doorway and he fought not to flinch. He did, however, look tense, and he couldn't help but back away as Akihiro approached where he was standing and he instantly dropped his head and eyes to the ground.
"...are you afraid of me, Sora?" Akihiro asked softly as he stayed standing in front of him.
"...N-no, sir..." Sora replied almost in a whisper.
There was a long, uncomfortable pause where Akihiro kept staring at the white-haired neko and Sora barely had time to register that Akihiro pulled a blunt object from his kimono and he was on the floor on his knees in an instant with a loud cry of pain as his right leg was whacked.
"You know what I hate the most? I hate liars." Akihiro stated casually before whacking Sora's other leg.
Sora cried out again and put his face to the floor to hide the fact he had tears running down his face, ruining his makeup. Akihiro lowered into a crouch beside him and used the object to raise Sora's face for him to see those tears that he loved.
"...are you...afraid of me...?" Akihiro asked.
"...y-yes...master..." Sora replied brokenly.
"Good boy." Akihiro replied softly as he rose to stand before looking at Masumi and he walked over in front of him. "What about you?"
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