[A protest was on the back of his tongue, aching to not have to deal with anymore of that, but he bit back the words. It was an order. He'd obey. There wasn't any question of doing otherwise.]
Yes, Mukuro-sama.
[The turbulence inside of him would settle. He would settle. At the very least, he'd aggressively repress and smother everything to the contrary until he could fake it once again.]
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Yes, Mukuro-sama.
[The turbulence inside of him would settle. He would settle. At the very least, he'd aggressively repress and smother everything to the contrary until he could fake it once again.]
...Thank you.