""A pet is not simply some flashy accessory, Riki. You are mine to use as I wish for as long as I want. Whether you are twenty or forty, it makes no difference. You are that lithe and lewd slum mongrel who fawns on no one. How could you imagine I would let you go at this juncture?" Calmly and warmly Iason drove the tip of the blade home. And then smiled coldly."



"Ai no Kusabi."