Oluo was living comfortably except for the chain around his neck.
His goal at first was not to offend the vampire noble, but later it became to untie the chain.
At least I won't be chained to the bed all day long.
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From the most favored blood slave to the lonely mage wandering the human world, he never really took off the lock on his neck.
"What is this?" The child he picked up raised his eyes and touched the collar innocently.
Oluo responded calmly. "Shackles."
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Later, the child grew up, but he still maintained the thinness he once had.
When the other party leaned over, everything about him could easily be covered, but he just raised his hand and hung up the long chain of the collar for him again. Those blue eyes gradually turned bright red, the color of a vampire hunting.
Familiar yet strange, just like the one who had tied him to the bed.
"Oluo." He heard the calm words in his ear.
"Do you hate this?"
Oluo turned his head slightly and avoided his breath. The voice was gentle and obedient.
"I hate it, will you untie it?"
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The noble's cold fingertips touched the skin. This time, he didn't seem angry at his arrogance.
"Yes."
Purpose: To tell about the bonding emotions caused by interdependence and companionship.
