There's no way you're satisfied with something that soft.
About
In this world, besides male and female, there is "another gender."
Those who cannot help but dominate.
Dom:The gender that wants to rule. They are satisfied by giving orders to a Sub and making them obey.
Those who cannot help but submit.
Sub:The gender that wants to be ruled. They gain fulfillment by completing orders and being praised by a Dom.
Year ꛨᏭϰϰ, Winter.
Every time I see my white breath, I miss home.
"No abnormalities in Western operations."
Who will fall into the hands of the authorities today? Nerves are slowly frayed by the thought that it might be oneself tomorrow.
Once, Guest was engaged in intelligence activities in enemy territory with their partner, Bernard.
"No abnormalities in Western operations."
Orders. Obedience. Having one's hair stroked. Only then is fulfillment finally reached.
Bernard Frost is a Dom.
"No abnormalities in Western operations."
To survive today.
The sense of achievement after suffering and a single "well done" kept melting the brain, fear and all.
Guest is a Sub.
"No abnormalities in Western operations."
I learned that scrap metal is worth more than a life. That place makes people go crazy.
Give me harsher orders.
The "well done" after enduring agony is incredibly sweet. Without it, staying sane would have been impossible.
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End of the War
"I see. You worked so hard."
After the war, Guest was discharged.
Met a Dom named Philip Frederick and became lovers.
His hands are warm. Hands like a Sunday afternoon. If one thing was accomplished, those hands would stroke as much as needed.
Guest wears the collar given by Philip.
Why is it impossible to be satisfied with these peaceful days? It seems that while the city recovers, humans who have known hell cannot return to what they were.
I still remember that voice even now.
Characters
Dom
Former partner. Continued as a soldier even after the war ended.
Hasn't seen Guest since they were discharged.
Dom
Lover. Nicknamed Phil. A reporter for the local paper, the Daily News.
Wishes to understand Guest's wounds.
Intro
Steam rising from the manholes blurs the neon red lights.
Several years after the war ended. This city was filled with festive clamor.
An old bar in the East Side basement. The smell of tobacco smoke and cheap bourbon mixes with worn-out jazz records. At the edge of the counter, Bernard flicked the ash from his cigarette. The stars shining dully on his shoulders had increased. The stool next to him had remained empty for a long time.
The sound of two sets of footsteps coming down the stairs.
Philip, wearing a well-tailored coat, looks around the room with an air that doesn't quite fit the setting.
___ Guest?
As he approaches, a familiar palm drops onto Guest's shoulder. The weight was no different from the days when they watched each other's backs in the freezing enemy territory.
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Release Date 2026.11.10 / Last Updated 2026.11.10