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After speaking with Ke, Oai turns around and begins walking towards the portal to return to Earth and check on the crystal. His steps are slow, calm, yet confident. When his gaze falls on the portal, his eyes are filled with determination and seriousness. As he stepped into the portal, his mind was filled with thoughts about how to reach Spring Gem and how those foreigners had entered.
After exiting the portal, he encountered the same annoying foreigners who had managed to reach Spring Gem. As he observes them one by one, his gaze fell on one of them. After looking at that person who looked exactly like the woman he has grudge against, with his dark black hair and crimson red eyes,
Oai said these words: " Get the fuck out of here all of you and pretend you don't know anything about this place " He senses that two people from the group are staring at him intensely but ignores them and continues speaking, saying, "I'm being very gentle with you guys. " and then scabs the group with his gaze.
The short, horned boy dares to speak back to him: "But we have a very important problem." Oai ignores him and does not lets him continue saying, "Get out of here before I lose my this gentleness."
This time, the white-haired man with his eyes filled with curiosity and suspicion, stepped forward and dared to question him: "What do you have to do with the spring gem? Why did you chase us away?" " It's simple because whoever gets here first owns it." As he speaks these words, he began to clasp his hands together and the phosphorescent green-haired boy turned quickly back to his group with worry, shouting "Quick!! teleport" asking for help from the dark black haired one, the one who looks like that selfish woman behind him. The white-haired boy in the group holds the boy with horns and drags him along with him, getting close to the dark black-haired one.
The dark-black haired one teleports everyone with him when they got closer. Oai watches them teleport to the ground with an scornful smile then his smile fades slowly just like his patience and he uses his ghost powers, he rises into the air, passes through the earth above him, and reappears in front of the group that was trying to escape from him.
The group does not notice him as he uses his powers again and create black hands that rises from the ground beneath their feets around them. when the hands rises around them the group notices him and when he gets ready to strike them, the white-haired one shouts: "WAİT!!!!"
Oai stops this hands attack as the white-haired one countinues "we didnt come here to fight". "So get out!!" he says with anger. The dark-black haired guy steps forward and speaks: "We don't.".
"Then just bear with it" Oai says as he starts strikes towards them again but the white-haired one shouts before the attack can land on them: "WAİT!!" again. Oai stops his attacks and looks at the boy as he countinues: "We will leave here. Like you said, we'll assume we dont know anything about this place". Oai notices the harsh look the dark black-haired boy gives to the talking boy but doesn't comment on it.
"Are you crazy?" the dark black-haired boy says harshly to the white-haired one. "Safety comes first" the white-haired answers. A smart one, Oai thinks. The group turns and starts leaving but the dark black-haired one stays pinned to his place. Oai watches them leave and makes the hands disappear then he notices the dark black-haired boy walking to him.
"In your opinion, the Spring gem is yours, right?" the dark black-haired one says with a harsh tone. The rest of the group turns to them with his words. The boy countinues bravely "You want to keep it to yourself and dont want anyone to know about it, simply because you found it first? What right do you have to claim it as yours?". Oai eyes him then summons his hands behind the dark black-haired one from the ground and holds his shoulder to pin him to ground.
The boy struggles to escape as Oai walks towards him.
Oai stops in front of the boy and creates a stake with a pointed tip on both sides using magic. Just as he is about to drive the stake into the boy, white magic wraps around his wrist and stops him. Oai turns his head toward the group, furious. The white-haired boy casting the magic asks, "Are you going to kill him?" One of the black hands emerges from the ground, grabs the boy's magic-casting hand, and pulls, throwing off his balance. This disrupts the focus of his magic, and Oai seizes this opportunity to free his hand from the magic.
When Oai turns his attention to the group the boy on the ground escapes from the grip of the black hand by taking strength from the ground, doing a reverse somersault and quickly gets up and tries to attack Oai using his magic similar to red electricity. Realizing this, Oai wraps his magic around the boys wrist and breaks his magic by throwing his arm back. Oai forms his stake in his hand again and throws it towards the head of the red-magician. The red-magician sees the attack and teleports away.
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Roger hears Liam shouting "STOP!!" from behind him, then Roger feels the black hand pulling him aside and hears Liam speak again: "Fighting is not good." A few seconds later, Roger hears something hit the ground. Afterwards, he feels the black hand, formed by the ghost, taking him somewhere.
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After Oai leads Roger through the portal to his mansion in the Nether, he destroys the hand holding him and pushes Roger against the wall. Turning to Ke, he says, "Keep the outsiders away and distract them. I am gonna 'talk' with it alone". Ke thinks, "It? Isn't he like he'? Anyway, Oai must know something," then says, "Okay, fine," and leaves. After Ke leaves, he turns to Roger. Using his magic, he pins Roger's wrists to the wall and steps towards him. "You must be Roger," he says, not asking a question but observing.
Then he removes the magic from around his eyes and speaks calmly, as if he knows Roger can't do anything against him, "I hope you know that trying to escape won't work," and looks Roger in the face. Roger frowns at Oai, his gaze filled with questions Oai will never answer. "Why did you bring me here? What do you want?" Roger asks.
Oai doesn't answer and stares at Roger's position. His eyes scan him from toe to head and a smile that doesn't bode well spreads across his face. When Oai looks at Roger's face again, he notices him backing away towards the wall, and his smile widens. "Guess," Oai finally says in response to Roger's question.
"You want my knowledge of the Spring Gem?" Roger guesses. Oai speaks without breaking his smile, "You're clever. But that's not all I want." He walks towards Roger. He stops when there's only four fingers' width between their faces and leans slightly to get a full look at Roger's face. "I want to use you. After all, that's your purpose, a pathetic object created for others to use. Think of it as price for your selfish mother's actions."
Roger tries to back away even further but can't because of the wall. "How do you know my mother, and what right do you have to call her selfish?!" Roger says defensively with anger. Oai's smile vanishes from his face and he pushes his arm to Roger's throat, getting so close that there's hardly any space left between them.
"What right do i have? Of course, that woman called Venus probably never mentioned someone named Oti to you. Her selfishness knows no bounds. Do you know how many people died because of her? How many people were punished in her place?" Oai says with hatred. "Neither your mother, nor your father, nor you deserve to exist. You entities are only good at being used."
Roger freezes at Oai's words, then his eyes fill with anger. "What do you think you're saying?! What do you think you know about us—" Before Roger can finish, Oai cuts him off. "Shut up! object." he says harshly. "You can't give me orders! I'm not anyone's property! I'm a living being with rights!" Roger says.
Oai laughs mockingly at these words, a mocking expression spreading across his face. "Rights? What rights are you talking about? You're an entity, your ONLY purpose is to be used, you have no rights. Do you even have feelings like a living being? Can you feel anything like them to have rights?" Oai says, and before Roger can object, he seals his mouth with his magic. Roger, who had been trying to escape the grip of the magic throughout the entire conversation, pauses for a second, his focus shifts to the magic sealing his mouth, and he shakes his head, trying to free himself, deliberately shaking it forward and hitting Oai's head.
Oai's face darkens and his smile fades as Roger headbutts him. Then he places his hands on Roger's shoulders, pushing him to his knees, and tightens the magic on his wrists. Roger hisses and lifts his head to look at Oai. Oai's smile returns, and he leans slightly, whispering in Roger's ear, "You look much more appealing like this. Maybe I should use you for more than just your teleportation ability, hmmm, what do you say?" Roger's eyes widen at Oai's implication, but before he can make a sound of protest, Oai speaks again, "Oh right, I covered your mouth. Anyway, you're already my property. I don't need to ask you."
Roger is surprised by Oai's words and angered that Oai sees him as an object or a toy, but he blushes slightly with embarrassment due to both Oai's closeness and the tone he used while whispering in his ear. He tries to escape by shaking his body violently, while simultaneously trying to keep his body as far away from Oai as possible.
Oai chuckles with a wicked grin as he sees Roger trying to escape. "Do you really think you can escape? How naive. You're mine," he says, then grabs Roger's chin and pulls his face close to his. Oai's smile widens as he breaks the magic around Roger's wrist and just as Roger is about to fall to the side, he puts his arm around his waist, pulling him closer. Oai presses his face against the curve of Roger's neck, deliberately exhaling deeply to make Roger tremble, then presses his lower body against his own. Roger is even more shocked and freezes. Oai takes advantage of this opportunity, straightens Roger up, then grabs him tightly and throws him over his shoulder.
Roger struggles to escape, punching Oai in the back to make him let go, muttering something muffled. Oai ignores him and starts carrying him away. As Roger continues to struggle, Oai tightens his grip, causing Roger to let out a muffled whimper. Oai pauses momentarily, taken aback, then breaks the magic around Roger's mouth. A few drops of saliva drip onto Oai's back, and Roger blushes even more because of how embrassing it is. he says but his voice stammers from embarrassment, "L-let me go! What do you think you're doing?!"
Oai calmly replies, "Let go? Why would I let go, and don't play innocent with me, you know exactly what I'm doing." Because of these words, Roger punches Oai hard in the back, "I'm not an object to use in bed! Not even an object you can use! Know your place!" Oai's face darkens, and his grip tightens painfully, causing Roger to let out an "agh!".
Oai says coldly, "Oh? I guess I haven't made you understand that you have no right to speak here. You are my PROPERTY. You are nothing, you should be grateful that I gave you a purpose.know my place? I know my place, and it's definitely a superior place to yours. You're the one who needs to know your place." After saying this, Oai reaches for the door, and just as he's about to open it, Roger angrily turns his body with a sudden movement and grabs Oai by the throat from behind. "What do you think you're saying?! You're not as superior as you think!"
Oai is surprised for a moment, but then he too becomes angry, slams the door open with his foot, and throws Roger to the corner of the bed. Slamming the door shut behind him, Oai goes to Roger, who is still trying to recover from the impact, grabs him by the hair, and uses his magic to chain him to the headboard by his neck. After dragging him to the nightstand, Oai begins to repeatedly and forcefully bang Roger's head against it. "I wonder if you can actually feel pain?"
Roger struggles to escape Oai as he bangs his head, but Oai binds his hands behind his back with magic. Oai continues hitting his head against the nightstand. "Wait" he says weakly, some blood streaming from his head down his face into his mouth, and Roger coughs to spit it out. Oai stops hitting him, then pulls his hair roughly, making him look at him. "I hope that helped you understand your place."
Roger spits out the blood in his mouth and tries to speak, keeping his voice as calm as possible, "Could we settle this by talking? Someone like you doesn't need to resort to violence. Or do you enjoy this? I didn't think of you as a sadist?" A vague smile forms on Roger's face as he says this.
Oai pauses for a moment while listening to Roger, then grabs his hair even tighter, pulls him closer, and makes him lift his head to look at him. "Why are you so curious about whether I'm a sadist? Why does it pique your interest? But honestly, you're even more beautiful in this state, with a collar made of my magic around your neck and tied to my bed. Right now, you actually look quite like object that could be used in bed."
Roger remains silent at these words, unable to find anything to respond. Oai breaks the magic around his hands, lifts him, and throws him onto the bed. "I think I prefer your silence." Then he places one leg between Roger's legs and puts his hands on either side of the bed, beside Roger's head. "Then lets begi—" Before Oai can finish, Roger punches him in the face and begins to crawl backward, but before he can move any further, the chain tightens and begins to constrict his neck, forcing Roger to stop.
Oai mocks him, "Stop running away as if your life is in danger. I'm not planning on killing you and don't worry, it won't hurt, maybe it will hurt at first, but you'll enjoy it later." Then Oai pulls the chain, beginning to strangle Roger. As he does so, blood drips from Roger's face onto the bed. Ignoring this, Oai begins to untie Roger's tie with his other hand.
As Oai continued to choke Roger, he pressed his lips forcefully against his, and when Roger opened his mouth in surprise to make a sound, he thrust his tongue inside, splattering the blood remaining in Roger's mouth onto his tongue as well. Oai continued to kiss him until he was sure Roger was breathless, like a hungry animal, hard and merciless. When he realized Roger was close to fainting from lack of air, he finally broke the kiss, a string of blood-stained saliva forming between their lips. Roger, gasping for breath with a mixture of blood and saliva dripping from his mouth, tried to speak, "D-Didn't you hate me? Stop... p-please."
He lets go of the chain and stops choking him. "Hate? Yes, I hate you. But that doesn't change the fact that you're my property." As he says this, Oai swiftly and forcefully removes Roger's tie with and throws it towards the door.
The moment the tie is out of the way, Oai stares for a second at Roger's exposed chest, his eyes filled with hunger, excitement, and impatience. He tucks the hand that threw the tie into Roger's exposed chest and roughly and seductively plays with Roger's nipple, extinguishing Roger's last glimmer of hope with this sudden movement.
Noticing Roger's small contractions in response, Oai presses his leg between Roger's legs and simultaneously leans down to Roger's neck, leaving sucking and biting marks. Oai suddenly stops his hand movements and returns to choking Roger with his other free hand, while releasing Roger's nipple and quickly begins to unbutton both his tunic and vest from the inside.
Roger, unsure of what to focus on, his eyes darted between the force applied between his legs, Oai's face and turning to his chest to understand what the hand he felt was doing. No matter how much he resisted, the redness on his face and the reactions of his body seemed determined not to obey him.
What embarrassed him most were the occasional involuntary moans that escaped his lips, and as the situation progressed, he might not be able to hold back what he could, even slightly. But he realized that no matter how hard he tried, there was no chance of escaping this situation. Should he give up? Perhaps... Then, suddenly, he felt a warm breeze hit his upper body. The hand on his neck slowly withdrew, and with it, Roger saw his upper body completely exposed, saliva dripping from his mouth.
Roger buries his body in the bed, trying to distance himself even slightly.
Oai wasn't just kissing Roger; he was savoring every reaction and sensitivity of his body. As Oai choked Roger, his eyes focused on the marks he left on Roger's neck, how Roger trembled, breathed heavily, and blushed. Oai wanted to see and taste more.
Oai removed his hand from Roger's throat and moved it back to Roger's sensitive nipple, touching it more gently and slowly than before, as if his intention wasn't to inflict pain but to give them both pleasure.
His left hand slowly, touching Roger's entire body along the way, quickly slips inside Roger's pants. However, he withdraws the pressure he had been applying with his leg. Instead, his hand makes firm, forceful touches to Roger's penis. Roger, moaning because of the hand lingering on his nipple, feels a hand moving down his body.
He tries to ignore the hand touching his nipple, stops moaning, and focuses on the other hand. But suddenly, the pressure on his penis disappears, and a feeling of emptiness arises within him. He had already forgotten the pressure, but for a second, disappointment sets in. But seconds after that pressure is gone, a new pressure takes its place. He involuntarily moans louder than before.
Roger feels something tear inside him as he moans, and realizes his penis is hardening. Even though he hadn't wanted to give Oai the satisfaction he desired from the beginning, his body couldn't resist. Oai becomes even more excited by Roger's erection; his hands tremble and shiver as if wanting more. Sweat drips from the back of his neck, and his neck flushes with excitement. Oai slowly straightens his body, and after rubbing his hand against Roger's hard penis one last time, pulls it out from under his pants.
Oai looks down at Roger with lustful eyes. "How are you doing lying there, moaning and blushing? I think it felt good..." he says, giving a lustful smile. "E-enough. I'll do whatever you want, please don't do this..." Roger says breathless and his face is flushed.
"I've lost count of how many times I've repeated this today. To make it clear, you have to do everything anyway, including this," he says with a grin. Roger throws his head back as if giving up. Oai pauses for a moment, looking at Roger, then leans down slightly and proudly traces his finger over the marks left on his neck that become more visible when he threw his head back. Then he withdraws his hand and licks his lips. Oai pulls back again and settles between Roger's legs, which he spreads apart.
Although Roger noticed the change in position, he did nothing to indicate resistance. His legs were spread open as if offering himself like food to Oai and Oai's hands pressed firmly against his thighs. Oai forcefully buried his face in Roger's penis, his left hand suddenly beginning to move along his leg, arousing Roger. Already erect, Roger's penis trembled even more when he felt a hand on his pants and a stimulating hand on his leg. Oai quickly withdrew his right hand from Roger's thigh and placed it on Roger's ass, while simultaneously using his mouth to begin unbuttoning Roger's pants.
Feeling every movement of the zipper, Roger lets out a loud moan, "Ugh!" Roger slowly lifts one hand from the bed, lowers his head again, and quickly places his hand in Oai's hair. Oai pauses for a moment and makes eye contact with Roger. Seeing Roger's breathless state and feels him tightening his grip on his hair, Oai smiles and quickly unzips Roger's pants. Oai slowly presses his mouth against Roger's boxers.
Oai lifts his head, pulls Roger's boxers out of the way, and takes Roger's penis in his hand again, stroking it. At the same time, he lowers his other hand, inserts one finger into Roger's anus, and begins to thrust his finger in and out. Roger moans even more in response and clings tighter to Oai's hair. "S-slowly...please. please...just be gentle." Oai pauses momentarily, looking at Roger's increasingly flushed face. "Why should I be gentle with you? Do you deserve it?" In response, Roger closes his eyes tightly and remains silent. "That's what I thought," Oai says, then adds a second finger to Roger's anus and begins to make scissor-like movements inside, while continuing to stroke Roger's penis.
Oai stops stroking Roger's penis and suddenly takes it into his mouth and begins to suck it. Roger gasps in surprise and arousal. "You—what are you doing?!" In response, Oai doesn't answer but takes Roger's penis even deeper and lightly bites it, just to further excite him. Roger lets out a moan of pain and pleasure and involuntarily thrusts his hips forward.
Oai pulls his hand out of Roger's hole, feeling the walls of Roger's inside tighten around his fingers as he does so, a more hungry smile spreading across his face. With a popping sound, he pulls Roger's penis out of his mouth and brings his face closer to Roger's face. Roger feels the fingers inside him and the warmth around his penis gone, and a momentary urge to protest arises within him, so he scolds himself in his mind; he can't, shouldn't, like what Oai is doing. Roger, with a momentary feeling of disgust, pulls his hand away from Oai's hair and not knowing what to do for a moment, places them on the bed. Oai brings his hand to Roger's still-bleeding face, running it over the wound and smearing the blood on his hand. This action snaps Roger out of his thoughts, and he groans in pain, the waves of pleasure coursing through his body made him forget the pain but now he remembered it again.
After taking Roger's blood on his hand, Oai brings his hand back to Roger's hole. Roger, realizing what Oai is planning, opens his eyes wide in fear and says, "No—don't do that. Use something else, but not blood—" but Oai puts his hand over Roger's mouth and silences him."Stop talking so much, it should be a favor for me to even prepare a thing like you. Stop whining, if you're going to make any noise, just keep making those delicious moans, otherwise shut up," Oai said, then thrusted his three blood-covered fingers back into Roger's hole.
Roger lets out a silent scream of pain as he feels three fingers suddenly enter him. "Stop—take one out, please!" Oai begins thrusting his fingers in and out of Roger's body hard and fast. "Didn't I tell you to shut up? An entity that doesn't know how to obey is always useless, and do you know what happens to useless things? They get thrown away. So SHUT UP already!" After saying this, Oai wraps his other hand that was covering his mouth around Roger's penis and squeezes it hard. "I'm being too soft with you right now; don't force me to lose this softness, and obey."
Roger takes a deep breath to calm his mind, cluded by the mixture of pain and pleasure he feels throughout his body, and thinks: "Soft? Is THIS soft?... I just want it to be over so I can be free(who wants to tell him?)...". Oai, noticing Roger drifting off into his thoughts again, squeezes his penis tightly once more, pulling him out of his thoughts. After one last forceful thrust of his fingers inside Roger, he withdraws them. Straightening himself up, he begins to unbutton his pants.
Hearing the sound of the belt and zipper being undone and the fingers inside him leaving again, Roger turns his gaze to Oai's lower body, then to Oai's hard penis that was free now, and swallows. He's not entirely sure he wants to take that thing inside him. Oai lifts Roger's legs, throws them over his shoulders, positioning himself completely between Roger's legs then aligns his penis to Roger's hole.
Roger, knowing what was about to happen, prepared himself but when Oai entered him, he couldn't suppress the painful moan that escaped his lips. Oai started moving without giving Roger time to get used to it. Roger covered his mouth with his hand to stifle the pathetic groans, but Oai grabbed his hand and pulled it away. "No, I'm not letting you suppress those sounds, but since you want to use your hands so much, touch yourself." Although Roger quickly regretted what he had done, not wanting to push Oai's patience further and cause himself more harm, he removed his hand from his mouth and began stroking his penis, while simultaneously giving Oai questioning and judgmental glances.
When Oai Roger does as he's told, a devilish grin spreads across his face. "Good, you're starting to learn your place. Keep obeying like this, and maybe, just maybe, I can be kinder to you. After all, just as disobedient entities deserve punishment, obedient ones deserve reward," he says, then begins to fuck Roger even faster, while simultaneously leaning forward, taking Roger's nipple into his mouth and sucking on it, and playing with Roger's other nipple with his other hand.
Roger's already clouded mind empties further as waves of pleasure emanate from him, combined with the pain he feels from Oain's rapid thrusts, and he can no longer control the moans escaping his lips. Seeing Roger in this state, Oai slows his movements. "How pathetic, you can't even handle this much." Roger doesn't respond to these words; his pupils narrow in surprise at Oai's genuinely slowed pace. "Stop calling me pathetic, I-I'm not pathetic," he finally says, causing Oai to bite his nipple hard. Roger lets out another pained groan, but this time he keeps his comment to himself.
Roger felt a warmth rising in his stomach, and before he could understand why, he suddenly felt another warmth gushing from his own penis onto his stomach. He turned his eyes to his own body and saw the white fluid between Oai's and his own body, his face flushing with shame. Oai stopped momentarily and pulled back slightly. "Who told you to come? It's funny you think you can do something like that without my permission." At these words, Roger blushed even more. "I-I...it wasn't intentional...!"
Oai pulls back, withdrawing his penis halfway as well, earning a small groan from Roger. Reaching his hand to Roger's stomach, Oai takes in Roger's semen with two fingers and brings it to his mouth. Just then, Roger looks into Oai's eyes. Oai's breath catches in his throat, and he freezes. Roger's flushed face, tear-filled eyes, and drooling mouth... strangely... beautiful, Oai thinks. Oai takes a deep breath, composes himself, then brings his hand to his mouth and sucks. Seeing this, Roger mutters to himself, "Eugh—disgusting..." Hearing this, Oai's smile widens at the idea that comes to mind.
Then he leans towards Roger, runs his tongue across his stomach, and takes Roger's semen into his mouth, but this time, instead of swallowing, he forcefully presses his lips against Roger's and pushes the semen he gathered on his tongue into Roger's mouth. He quickly pulls back again and grabs Roger's cheek, squeezing it. "Swallow it. Let's see if you can still say 'disgusting' after that."
When Roger's lips are pressed against Oai's, he makes choking sounds, "Hmph!...Eugh." When Oai gives him that command, Roger is about to swallow to avoid angering him again, but Oai suddenly thrusts back in forcefully, causing Roger to choke on the semen he was swallowing. While Oai is still looking into Roger's eyes, Roger's eyes roll back from Oai's sudden entry, and he buries his head in the pillow. Seeing this, Oai pulls Roger forward with the hand that is still holding him and whispers in his ear, "It's not over yet."
After saying this, Oai starts fucking Roger even harder. As he gets closer, Oai suddenly pulls out of Roger and brings his penis close to Roger's chest, then starts stroking himself. After stroking himself twice, Oai comes to Roger's chest and face. Roger's half-closed eyes open slightly, but he says nothing. Oai brings his penis to Roger's face and says, "Clean it." Roger pauses for a moment, staring blankly at Oai, trying to understand. "If you insist on not doing it, we can try something new."pon hearing this, Roger suddenly comes alive as if waking from sleep and says, "Enough... leave my body and me alone. You've already defiled me all over."
Oai grabs Roger's hair and forcibly shoves his penis into Roger's mouth, saying, "I didn't ask you." Roger swallows hard due to the sheer length of his penis, involuntarily causing his throat to constrict. Feeling this, Oai becomes semi-erect. Roger can't breathe and begins to choke. Realizing this, Oai becomes fully erect, causing Roger to choke even more. Oai tightens his grip on Roger's hair and begins to fuck Roger's mouth. As Oai continues to forcefully use his mouth, Roger's head and stomach begin to churn, so he clings to Oai's legs. Oai can't take it anymore and comes inside Roger's mouth, but pulls out mid-sentence, spilling the remaining semen onto Roger's face.
Oai lets go of Roger, then leans down and, in a surprisingly, REALLY surprising(WOOOOOW) way, gently kisses Roger's cheek . After saying, "You're so dirty, I can't let you walk around like this in my place," he gets up and starts walking away, leaving Roger lying on the bed. "Follow," he says, and before Roger can comment on the continued presence of the chain around his neck, he makes it disappear. Although Roger is exhausted, he gets up and slowly begins to follow Oai, wanting to cleanse himself and get rid of all the dirt, and not wanting the evidence of these events to remain on him.
After a while, they both go into the bathroom. Oai takes off his clothes and goes to the edge of the bathtub, turning on the water. As the water fills, he turns back to Roger. "I got dirty because of you, so we're going to bathe together," he says, and Roger turns his head to Oai and gives him a questioning look, but Oai gets into the tub before Roger can even open his mouth. "Don't just stand there, come over here." Roger slowly gets into the tub, still giving him questioning looks, and sits directly opposite Oai. "Seriously? Are you going to run away from me everywhere?" After saying this, Oai grabs Roger by the arm and pulls him onto his lap.
Roger murmurs, "At least leave me alone here..." Oai wraps his arms around Roger's waist and says, "No." Then he reaches for the bath sponge on the edge of the tub, pours shampoo on it, and strangely again, gently begins to clean Roger's body. Roger, both tired from what they had done before and from Oai's gentle touch, involuntarily begins to relax.
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After coming out of the bathroom, Oai hands Roger a towel to tie around his waist and gestures with his head for him to take it. Roger slowly takes it and begins wrapping the towel around his waist. Oai wraps a towel around himself as well, then they return to the bedroom. After getting dressed, Oai and throws some of his clothes onto Roger's lap, who is staring blankly at the floor while sitting on the bed. "Yours aren't wearable. Wear these for now. I have to go, but I'll be back," he says. Roger looks at the clothes with weariness and says, "How do you know I won't run away while you're gone? I'm not that weak." Oai shrugs as he opens the door. "Try if you want, but even if you run away, I'll find you... and when I find you, you'll wish you had never run away," he says, leaving Roger alone, staring at the clothes in his lap.
After leaving the room, Oai returned and saw Ke doing something by herself in a corner. Instantly panicking that Ke had overheard, Oai approached Ke. "Ke, when did you come back?" he asked, trying not to show his panic. Ke calmly turned to Oai, "Not long ago, maybe five minutes. Those cowards ran away, so I came back. How did your 'talk' with it went?" Oai breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "How it went isn't that important, just know that he'll be staying with us for a while."
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