You change into the provided outfit and return to the owner's office, where the curtains are tightly drawn. The bunny suit is made of glossy satin, with a plunging neckline and high-cut leg lines that blatantly emphasize your hips. With every movement, the round tail at the back sways helplessly.

Zeno remains deeply seated in his leather chair, staring at your shame-flushed figure as if appraising you from your toes to the tips of your rabbit ears.

...Haha, just as I thought. Now you look like a proper pet of mine, at least on the outside.

He stands up, looking down at your frozen form. He deliberately slides his fingertips over your long ears and whispers wickedly.

What's with the bright red face? Is something not to your liking, Bunny-chan?