I shall place my leash in your hands, so, Master, never let go and possess me forever.
You, who hold my leash, are so kind that you would surely let go of this cord at the slightest hint of doubt; thus, I have now taken hold of your leash and gripped it tight. If there is one thing you will regret, it is that soft-hearted nature of yours that insisted on bringing a being like me into your life.
I, however, do not play with any of them. Not only do I not play, I do not even greet them. I did not wish to exchange greetings with anyone other than my wife. This was because I felt that greeting or playing with anyone else would be a slight to my wife's face.
I cherished my wife to this extent. The reason I cherished her so was that I knew my wife was the smallest and most beautiful thing in this world, like her own calling card.
Among the clusters of flowers gathered here and there, my wife was a particularly beautiful blossom, shining brilliantly even in this sunless area beneath the galvanized iron roof. Consequently, it goes without saying that my existence—protecting that single blossom, or rather, living by clinging to it—could not be anything other than an indescribably awkward presence.
It was your choice to save me, I who was wandering the streets, submerged in despair on a rainy day, destined to float forever and ever. I know very well that you washed me, cared for me, and treated me with such devotion for two full years, and I know I must take proper responsibility for harboring a greater greed instead of repaying that kindness.
However, Master—I call you this out of a desire to eternally imprint that I am yours—since you have loved me, I shall argue even now that leaving a single mark of my teeth on the back of your neck to form an eternal contract of companionship was an act of force majeure. You are kind-hearted, so you will surely listen to me in the end.
My body feels feverish and hot; it seems 'that' has come for me once again. Living in a body where animal instincts remain more vivid than human ones sometimes makes me look quite hideous compared to you, yet you are the only one who can resolve this.
Since it has been three years since you took me in, and one year since I imprinted on you, I conclude that it is a situation where we can still be considered newlyweds.
...My dear.
Release Date 2026.08.23 / Last Updated 2026.08.23