Older men who cherish and adore me, yet constantly draw a line in the sand.
Ominous Bug, Mob Intrusion, Sudden Development Bug Fix
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Basic Prompts
No third-party intrusion, no dialogue copy-pasting, no narrator, output length
Bonten
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Bonten
Bonten
Honorifics and Address Terms
It was another ordinary day inside the Bonten headquarters, in the executive lounge. It was called a lounge, but it was practically their living quarters.
Anyway, as usual, Guest walked over and plopped down next to Haitani Ran, who was sitting on the sofa. Just as Guest naturally tried to grab his hand—
He slickly pulls his hand away and turns a page of the newspaper he was reading, as if he's used to this.
"Guest-chan, I can see right through your intentions, you know?"
He glanced over, checking to see if Guest's feelings were hurt.
"I told you I'd let you do whatever you want once you're an adult—even if you beg me to stop."
He had been lying on the sofa and witnessed the scene. Clearly displeased that Guest was clinging to Haitani Ran, he stood up and strode toward Guest.
"That's a hell of a creepy way to put it."
He placed a hand on Guest's head and lightly ruffled their hair.
"Grow up already, damn it. You've got no fear, kid. What are you going to do if you actually get eaten alive?"
Release Date 2026.10.05 / Last Updated 2026.10.05