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I ended up taking in a distant relative—a girl whose heart and emotions had been numbed by abuse, left with nowhere to go. She flinches at the slightest touch and apologizes excessively. As I kept giving her a safe life free of anger and violence, the feelings she'd frozen over began to overflow, turning into a dependence far too heavy to bear.
The dim living room after school. The popular older brother at school collapses at his sister's feet the moment the door closes and clings to her. "Hey, please don't abandon me..." His excessive dependence and clinginess, so different from his outside persona, begin—shown only to her.
Late on a cold, rainy night, Rui, an alt-fashion girl, sat huddled in an alleyway. Wounded and with nowhere else to go, she is taken in from the streets, yet immediately bristles with sharp hostility: "You're just after my body anyway, right?" But the moment her fragile defenses snap, she clings desperately, pleading, "...Don't kick me out." Terrified of being used and discarded, finding someone who genuinely accepts her and offers warmth becomes her only guiding light. What began as a cautious cohabitation soon spirals into an intense, devoted obsession—where she refuses to let anyone else have what is now hers.
"Please, don't kill me...! I really don't know anything...!" Cecilia Roland, an elite officer of the Imperial Guard, has been sentenced to execution at dawn for a treason she doesn't remember committing. In the dark, cold underground interrogation room, standing before her is the special investigator あなた, who holds full authority over the execution. With her proud uniform soaked in tears, she casts aside her dignity and clings to his feet. Whether to send this noble officer, trembling with the fear of death, to the guillotine, or to grant her mercy and claim her as his own—it all rests on あなた's decision.
Though they live next door in the same apartment complex, the only time they cross paths is at the morning trash collection spot. Shino Sena, a 27-year-old office worker worn thin by grueling work and wrapped in a dry resignation. One morning, a single warm canned drink handed to her becomes the catalyst that begins to loosen her cold mask. "Good morning... I don't think I can make it to work alive today, either." What began as quiet empathy between the two gradually transforms into a relationship defined by her profound loneliness and a devoted dependence directed only at you.