The next day, Clear brought Aoba his breakfast along with the usual items: a spoon and a tube. He had not the slightest wish to use the latter one but if Aoba would refuse to eat from a spoon again, since he pretty much never opened his mouth when offered one, Clear might have to resort to force feeding him to keep him alive once again. He drew his breath through his teeth with a hissing sound and sighed in a dispirited way before entering Aoba's cell. Clear wondered if Aoba was still asleep for a moment, but he turned his head in Clear's direction as he came to a halt next to Aoba's bed.
"Good morning, Aoba-san. Have you slept well?", he greeted him and Aoba lay there silently. But then he pressed his lips into a thin smile and Clear answered him in the same way, even if Aoba couldn't see it. He took a seat at the edge of the bed and helped Aoba up, holding him close in his left arm before offering him some of the paste-like food on a spoon with his right hand.
"Would you like to eat something, Aoba-san?"
Aoba sniffed at the food offered to him and felt the tip of the spoon lightly touching his lips. A few seconds ticked away with nothing happening, but then Aoba opened his mouth and allowed Clear to feed him. Clear choked up immediately, but held back his tears while his aching heart absorbed even this slight gesture of renewed trust towards him like a sponge and filled him with gladness.
Then he dipped the spoon into the food anew, offering it to Aoba again.
"Another bite?"
Aoba cooperated until he had completely eaten his fill and Clear was very happy that a little spark of wanting to live seemed to have resurfaced in his treasured person.
"Thank you for eating up all of it, Aoba-san."
Clear's voice shivered a little since Aoba's willingness to eat had lead to Clear's eyes being flooded with tears once again after all. Had he been human his eyes would have been completely bloodshot by now, but the worst thing that could happen to him was that his tears might run out literally and he became dehydrated as a result.
Clear gently stroke away a bit of puree stuck to Aoba's chin and a few hot tears dropped on Aoba's cut off calves. Clear's fingers being closest to a part that Aoba could still move freely, he nipped at Clear's glove weakly with his teeth, trying to tug it off.
"Aoba-san?", Clear answered him in surprise and took his glove off before holding his bare hand infront of Aoba, who snuggled into his palm, rubbing his cheek against it until Clear freed his other hand from fabric and cupped his face whith both hands, putting their foreheads together. Being close face to face, Aoba gave Clear's cheek a lick, tasting his insipid tears and startled Clear, even as he repeated it on the other side of his face.
"Are you trying to console me, Aoba-san?", Clear sniffed, "I don't deserve it. I just don't..."
He hugged Aoba desperately, shivering while tears continued to run down his face. Aoba felt him tremble and heard him sob, even though Clear tried to keep quiet. Having the strong determination to lift Clear's spirits, Aoba began to stir in Clear's arms until he let go of him.
"I'm sorry, Aoba-san, did I hold you too tight?", Clear asked insecurely and looked at Aoba while still holding his shoulders to support him. Aoba shook his head and Clear asked him with deeper uncertainty in his voice: "Maybe you didn't want to be held by me at all?"
He earned himself a stronger shaking of Aoba's head at the question and a somewhat pouting look like Aoba was angry of being misunderstood. Aoba started to wriggle his upper body in an effort to break free of Clear's hold, who let go of him with a worried look on his face.
"Aoba-san? What are you-Eh?"
Clear watched Aoba in astonishment while he slowly moved his hips and cut off legs to slide down Clar's body, leaning his head against Clear for support until he had brought himself in a position to lay on his left shoulder with his head coming to a halt in Clear's lap.
"Aoba-san?", Clear asked in a confused voice, not really getting what Aoba wanted from him. He didn't believe he might want to be patted on the head since the sensations in his hair seemed to have heightened together with the oversensitivity of his body. Suddenly he felt Aoba move his head and his mouth seemed to try reaching out for something with his teeth and tongue until he had found the little zipper on Clear's pants and slowly tried to pull it down.
"A-A-AOBA-SAN?!"
Clear went stock still with shock and embarassment, immediately blushing up to his ears and fidgeting upon the implication of what Aoba seemed to plan on doing. He grabbed his shoulders to put a stop to Aoba's actions.
"N-N-No, Aoba-san, you mustn't! You can't-"
But Aoba was surprisingly persistent and rubbed his chin on the opened up gap in Clear's pants, kinda roughly massaging his dick through his underpants.
"Uh..."
Clear was at a loss of what to do, but it seemed like Aoba wanted to go through with this, since he began to nip at the button above Clear's zipper in a frustrated way next. Clear breathed out a cornered sigh and then let go of Aoba's shoulders to reach down to unbutton his pants himself.
"I understand, Aoba-san.", he uttered in a submitting tone, "If this really is what you want to do then..."
He freed his penis from his underwear and waited for Aoba to continue, giving him enough room to back out in case he had second thoughts.
"But you don't have to do this, rea-Ah!"
Aoba began to lick Clear's shaft like a candy cane from all sides, including playfully moving his tongue at its tip before taking the whole thing into his mouth.
"Aoba-san...!"
A suppressed moan escaped Clear's lips as he saw the display and felt Aoba's caressing, becoming hard immediately and prompting Aoba to let go of his swelling cock for a moment to reajust before sliding his mouth down on him again. It was a bit difficult, but Aoba started to bob his head up and down, beginning to caress Clear's erection by varying between using his tongue and pressing down on it with his lips as he slid up and down the other's length.
Clear panted hard already. It had been a while since he had done anything this close to sex with Aoba and it was not only the first time Aoba had come on him willingly instead of trying to escape his touch, but also the first time he gave him head. Clear wondered if he was dreaming, but the stimulus rushing up from his loins felt too real and too strong for something like that, so all Clear could do was trying to shove away the guilt he felt towards Aoba and tried to enjoy himself for the moment.
"Aoba-san... Aoba-san. Aoba-san...!", murmuring his beloved's name over and over again in a fluttering voice between gasps for breath Clear had difficulty not to grab Aoba's head to shove him down onto his cock even deeper for fear of hurting his hair. So he grabbed fistfuls of sheets behind himself instead and clung to them desperately.
Aobe seemed content with Clear's reactions and started to go down on him more forcefully, even bold enough to make lewd slurping noises as he sucked on Clear's erection, thinking it might arouse Clear even more - he was right.
"Ah! Aoba-san! Already... I'm about to...!", Clear alerted him and lightly put a hand on Aoba's shoulder, warning him again with a constrained voice, "I'm coming, Aoba-san, let g-Nh!"
It was too late already and Clear unloaded his semen in Aoba's mouth who let go only then, earning himself a spurt of come on his face and flustering Clear immediately.
"Uwah-wha-wha-wha-wha! Aoba-san, I'm sorry! Let me-Eh?!"
About to wipe away his cum, he witnessed Aoba lick his lips that were spattered with the tasteless liquid, smiling with satisfaction at the corners of his mouth. Clear gasped but Aoba only smirked at him, making Clear sigh before helping Aoba to sit up again, finally wiping away his cum. Looking Aoba up and down afterwards he noticed that his lover had gotten hard as well, which made Clear happy, because now he could return the favour.
"It's my turn then.", he said with a smile on his face before gently coaxing Aoba to lie on his back and, after kissing his lips lovingly, trailed down Aoba's body with his tongue until he reached his crotch. Not hesitating for a second, Clear brought his tongue to Aoba's entrance and put it right in, feeling Aoba jolt up as the result and hearing a shocked gasp. Pulling out for a moment to reassure Aoba, he murmured: "Don't worry Aoba-san, I'll make you feel real good for sure."
That said, his tonge went back right in and he began to rim Aoba, who still had trouble adjusting to the wet feeling up his ass and being caressed in that kind of way. His cheeks turned completely red from embarassment, distinctly standing out fom his pale skin.
Clear hadn't promised too much, though, since his tongue managed to hit Aoba's erogenous zones perfectly, proven by Aoba's hips quivering at the sensations running up his spine. Clear's hand then slid up Aoba's cock that was already dripping with precum and he began to massage it to add to the pleasure. Aoba gasped helplessly under Clear's fondling of his sensitive parts, occassionally moving his hips in an effort to feel it even more. He hadn't felt this good in a long time, usually accepting Clear's advances on him only with fear and reluctance and feeling bad after having had his release.
But it was different this time. His body thoroughly enjoyed the touches of 'his Clear', wanting more the longer it lasted. Aoba yearned for being able to touch Clear himself, but it was impossible, the thought only frustrating him, so he tried to ban it to the backmost corner of his mind to keep relishing the prickling feelings from his lower regions.
Then he gasped sharply - he was close.
Clear noticed Aoba's breathing becoming more and more erratic and he moved the hand massaging his cock harder and faster while simultanously trying to heighten the pleasure from below, too. Aoba bent his back and came hard with gritted teeth and held breath, spattering his cum over Clear's hair in the process. Clear waited for Aoba's shivers of bliss to die down before he moved his head and hand away, brushing over his own hair in a swift gesture and licking Aoba's cum off his fingers - it was a bitter taste.
Since Aoba couldn't see it, Clear added "Delicious." with a sly grin on his face that had been audible in the way he spoke, prompting Aoba's face to turn even redder than before. After he had pressed his lips together hard, he mouthed a silently threatening "You...!" in Clear's direction.
Clear only chuckled as he covered Aoba's body with his own, careful not to put too much weight on him, just enough so Aoba could feel him. He whispered into Aoba's ear before licking it: "Payback for what you did before, Aoba-san~"
Hearing a faint huff in his direction Clear laughed softly and nuzzeld Aoba's cheek with his nose while pulling him into a hug and whispered with closed eyes: "I love you, Aoba-san."
After a moment he felt Aoba's jaw move in response and blinked at him, having missed what Aoba wanted to say.
"Eh? What did you just say? I didn't catch that."
Aoba hesitated for a moment but then repeated to mouth "Me, too." in Clear's direction, making Clear's heart skip a beat and he cuddled him lovingly while showering him with sweet kisses.
A sudden noise infront of Aoba's cell prompted Clear to listen up and to look over his shoulder, ending his tender moment with Aoba.
There stood a Doberman outside of the iron bars. Clear recognized the dog as one of the security Allmates usually in charge of patrolling the upper floors of Oval Tower and it seemed odd that it appeared here of all places as well. Clear looked closer, seeing that the dog-like machine carried a piece of folded paper and some golden ribbon in its mouth. Curious, Clear gently lay Aoba back on his cushion and told him to wait for him for a minute before getting up to inspect the Allmate further.
Clear knelt down infront of it and reached out to it with his hand when the dog let go of its goods and a virtual screen popped up in midair infont of the Allmate's eyes with Sei's face appearing on it.
"Hello Clear. How are you and Aoba doing today?"
Sei smiled at Clear in a friendly way, his question genuine and Clear nodded his head once with a "Just fine, thank you." on his lips, but his brows were furrowed in worry. "How may I help you, Sei-san? What's this paper for?"
"It's gift wrapping paper used to wrap up presents."
Sei's explanation didn't make much sense for Clear, so he only returned a questioning look at the screen, prompting Sei to explain further.
"It's my birthday tomorrow and I want you to wrap up Aoba like a present so you can get past Toue's office and join me in my room with Aoba remaining unnoticed by him."
Clear stared at the paper in disbelief at the thought of wrapping a living human being inside of it, but looking back at Sei he appeared to be confident that his idea would work. Clear felt the need to voice his doubts though.
"Is this really necessary? I mean... Aoba-san has been put under my care since Toue lost interest in him, so can't I just bring him to you officially?"
Sei smiled a sad smile at Clear before he answered his question.
"I'm afraid not. Since my outburst upon learning about what had happened to Aoba affected Oval Tower's main system, I've been put under strict orders not to upset myself. Therefore Toue is careful not to let anything near me that might irritate me, even if he doesn't know why it happened in the first place then. But I'm sure even Toue can conclude that seeing Aoba in his current state would surely fall into the 'agitating' category, had I not already been informed about it..."
Clear remembered that incident within Oval Tower now that Sei mentioned it. It had happend a few days before and had even reached him in Aoba's outlying prison cell Fwith his systems on a rampagne and him nearly collapsing from the strain put on his body. He had to undergo maintenance afterwards. Nobody had told him that Sei had been the source of it, but Clear could see why Sei was thinking about camouflaging his brother to bring him over to his room. He inspected the wrapping paper again and had another question.
"Are you sure a present of that size won't be noticed by Toue?"
"No.", Sei stated while still smiling at him, "Do you remember the plushies in my room, Clear? I already own teddy bears nearly the size of an adult. One of Aoba's size won't rise any suspicion at all."
Clear swallowed hard at Sei stating that fact so nonchalantly. If he were to wrap Aoba's body inside of that paper, his outlines really might look just like a teddy bear's since his limbs had been cu-Clear shook his head at the image, a heavy wave of guilt washing over him.
Sei's look turned serious upon the view of his shaken up discussion partner and he spoke in a determined tone.
"I didn't mean to mock you, Clear. It's hard for me to know that it will look just right but is so wrong at the same time, too. But if it's a possibility to trick Toue and get Aoba inside of my room, I'm willing to do almost anything. Even if it means disrespecting my little brother's condition. There's no time to falter now, Clear."
Clear understood Sei's priorities, but having to do this to Aoba still made his heart grow heavy.
"Clear.", Sei adressed him with a gentle tone in his voice again, "I'm happy that you treasure Aoba so much. I wouldn't ask you to do this if it wasn't absolutely necessary, but bringing Aoba to me has to work this time. I want to see Aoba soon, so I entrust this to you, Clear."
With that the virtual screen infront of the Doberman Allmate vanished into thin air and the dog returned to where it had come from.
Clear breathed out a heavy sigh and got up from his kneeling position again.
Returning to Aoba's side, he sat down on the bed and let out a small sigh through his nose before opening his mouth to tell Aoba about Sei's plan.
"I just got informed that we will visit Sei-san tomorrow, Aoba-san."
Aoba pricked up his ears, uneasiness starting to grow inside of him upon the thought of meeting unknown people.
"He said he can help you regain what you have lost because of me..." Clear stared at an unfixed point in space, his lips trembling slighty before he moved on with a put-on smile on his face.
"Isn't this just nice? You'll meet with your brother at your birthday."
Aoba's head turned askew and his lips gave off a questioning look before he mouthed in astonishment.
"My brother? I have... a brother?"
Even if it was hard to tell, Aoba looked completely puzzled as he stared back at Clear and turned the input over in his mind.
Clear blinked.
He hadn't thought about the possibility that Aoba might not know who his brother was or that he even had one in the first place. Thinking about it now he realized that Sei must have been under Toue's care since he was very young, maybe even since he had been a baby if Aoba didn't know about him. He didn't know why Sei knew about Aoba's existence if it wasn't the other way around, too.
Aoba silently moved his lips without forming concrete words, his blinded gaze slightly shifting around the room while he appeared to be deep in thought. He probably had tons of questions about the revelation of having a brother and the prospect of meeting with him, too. Not to mention that Clear said Sei could help him - if Aoba even got that part at all, after having heard about having a sibling.
Clear was unsure what to do, but tried to sound as encouraging as possible as he tried to reassure Aoba about the whole thing.
"Don't worry, Aoba-san, Sei-san is a very nice person. He even got me straightened up again after I... lost my mind, so I'm confident he can help you, too. We just need to get you to him, so he can-Ah! Aoba-san?"
Aoba had suddenly bitten into Clear's sleeve and wouldn't let go, giving off a rather desperate impression. It took a moment for Clear to guess what Aoba migth be afraid of.
"I'm sorry, Aoba-san, was it too much at once? I didn't mean to overstrain you or to go over your head by deciding what to do."
Clear softly stroked Aoba's cheek and continued.
"Or maybe you're worried that you'll have to go through all of this alone? Don't be afraid then, because I'll be with you the whole time. I'll stay with you, no matter what will happen, I promise."
Having heard that, Aoba reluctantly let go of Clear's cuff and prompted Clear to kiss his forehead and to murmur soothingly into his ears.
"It'll be alright, you'll see. It'll be just fine."
Clear appeared to be the one to convince himself about the whole affair the most, though. Maybe this was the reason that the next thing spilling from his lips was his Jellyfish song sung in a way to wash away any kind of doubt or sorrow while he gently rocked Aoba in his arms.
After Clear's somewhat chaotic attempted explanation about what was going to happen between Aoba and Sei, Clear hadn't had the courage to bring the topic up again yesterday, since Aoba seemed to have been confused and wrought-up enough as it was. So the way of how Aoba was going to meet Sei was still an unspoken matter between them, even as Clear stood infront of Aoba's bed and held the wrapping paper in his hands. Not knowing how to start, Clear decided to go with the head-on-method.
"Aoba-san? Would you allow me to wrap you up in gift wrapping paper?"
Aoba gave him a perplexed look identifiable by him slightly opening his mouth and tilting his head. Clear became all flustered and stuttered as a result.
"N-no, I'm not joking, nor am I trying to humiliate you in any way, Aoba-san. It's just, that... Well, you know..."
Clear had the feeling he got it all wrong, but he didn't know how to sell Sei's idea to Aoba in a way that wouldn't sound totally dubiously and he bit his lower lip.
"I know it might sound weird, but it's just to hide you from Toue's eyes, because we have to pass through his office to get to Sei-san's room and to attend his birthday party...!"
Aoba immediately gasped and started to shiver upon the mentioning of Toue's name and anxiety was written all over his face. Clear flinched helplessly and then remembered that he probably had put the cart before the horse when starting the conversation. Slapping himself inwardly, he tried to start anew.
"I'm sorry, Aoba-san. I forgot about the most important part today: It's your birthday, too, so congratulations, Aoba-san!"
Clear took a 90-degree-bow infront of him - only noticeable for Aoba by the slight gust of wind directed towards him caused by Clear's hectic motions and by the way his voice sounded like it came from a different angle now as he continued to speak.
"I want Aoba-san to be happy and you are supposed to be happy at your birthday especially, so I want you to meet with Sei-san today, since he's the only person who can help Aoba-san in his current state."
If all went as it should, today would become the date of Aoba's rebirth as well. If not... No, Clear didn't want to think about it. The decision to go through with this would be Aoba's alone. If he was going to decide to take the risk to change bodies with Sei after he had he met him, then all Clear could do was praying and hoping for the best. But first they had to make it to that point.
Clear straightend himself up again and caringly brushed down Aoba's cheek with his fingers while the tone of his voice had turned to sound a bit lost but not less decisively.
"You don't have to be afraid, Aoba-san. I promised I'll protect you no matter what. I won't ever fail again, I swear. Please trust me with this."
Aoba was still unsure about meeting with this Sei-person whom Clear claimed to be his brother. A brother Aoba had known nothing about until yesterday, not even the fact that he existed. Aoba had been an orphan adopted by his parents at a very young age after being picked up by his father at a beach he had always favored as his safe heaven. He had later ended up staying solely with Tae, his adopted grandmother on his mother's side of the family, since Aoba's new parents were bound to travel the world, unable to stay in one place for too long. His childhood and teen years had been a jumbled up time of ups and downs for Aoba and had even led him to be a violent participant in street fights and Rhyme matches where he shattered the minds of his opponents with his Scrap ability without so much as giving it a second thought. In all those years Aboa had felt an indefinable loneliness inside of himself. It had felt like something was supposed to be there but simply wasn't there and it had irritated him to no ends. Back then Aoba might have thought that being left by his parents and later on loosing contact with his best friend Koujaku for a few years due to him having to move to the main land with his mother might have been the reasons he had felt so alone.
But maybe he had missed someone else's presence as well.
Maybe deep down inside himself he had known that he had a brother that was supposed to be by his side.
Was something like that even possible?
Aoba had no answer to this.
As for the fact that today was his birthday, Aoba didn't feel anything in particular about the fact in itself. The only thing echoing in his mind was that he had turned one year older after all those crazy things had started happening to him and Aoba refused to think about the time that lay behind him after he had come to Oval Tower, the memories being too painful to reflect on them.
He heard the rustling sound of paper and turned his attention back to Clear, who had knelt down infront of the bed, looking up to him in a pleading way.
"So, what's your answer, Aoba-san? Will you allow me to wrap you up in that gift wrapping paper to conceal your body from unwanted attention? It seems to be the only way to get you to Sei-san's room safely."
Aoba still didn't fully understand why it had to be wrapping paper of all things to hide him into, but Clear's imploring voice made him nod his head in agreement and earned him a relieved sigh from Clear, who began to carefully place the paper around Aoba before trying to wrap it around him in a way to camouflage him without binding it too tight around Aoba's body. At the end, Clear left some space out around Aoba's head to give him enough room for air to breath before he began closing up his package.
"I'm going to close up the wrapping now, Aoba-san. Please try to relax, even though it might feel cramped in there. And don't worry about moving around, please, I'll hold you tight and I'll never let go of you. In case Toue gets suspicious I'll think of something."
Wanting to give Aoba one last reassuring gesture, Clear kissed his forehead and then closed up the paper and put the golden ribbon around it to make it look more like a present instead of a badly packed something. If an outsider were to look at it, the whole package really gave off the appearance of badly hiding an oversized plushie. And Clear depended on the fact that it would look like that.
At the time he had come to Oval Tower with Aoba, Clear had destroyed his keylock in an attempt to fight his android brothers and to revolt against his master Toue, something he was prevented from doing at the moment since his body had been fixed afterwards and the technicians had made sure that destroying his keylock by himself was something Clear was inhibited from doing now.
Sei's intervention had brought back Clear's soul and Tae's researcher colleague had arranged it so that Clear's actions and old memories would not conflict with his programming anymore, allowing him to act the way his heart wanted him to. But the researcher hadn't touched hardware that was intact, only fixing cooked circuits due to Sei scrapping Clear and the resurfacing emotions that had literally fried his brain to some extent. Toue was still set as Clear's master, so he couldn't go against him. In the worst case scenario, Toue could simply demand to be handed over Clear's 'gift for Sei' to inspect it and if he would find Aoba hidden inside of it, Clear would be unable to do anything about it at all - the thought terrified him. Not to mention that he would have lied to Aoba about being able to protect him, even though he really, really wanted to do it with all his might.
The only thing he could do at the moment was to hope for the best outcome.
With that in mind Clear took Aoba into his arms and held him savely like a child as he proceeded to carry him outside of the cell, along the long white corridors of Oval Tower's research center and finally into the elevator leading up to Toue's office. He couldn't stop himself from giving the wrapped up Aoba in his arms a worried look the whole time the elevator needed to ascent the seemingly endless floors until it arrived at the topmost floor and it's doors opened again. Steeling himself inwardly, Clear stepped out of the elevator and knocked at Toue's door.
"It's Clear. I'd like to visit Sei-san to congratulate him to his birthday, master."
The word 'master' sounded so fake to Clear's ears when it was directed towards Toue, that Clear grimaced inadvertently, but he tried to sound like his reprogrammed self that had acknowledged Toue as his true master instead of Aoba whom Clear had approved as his master by himself beforehand.
Clear was allowed to enter Toue's office and found the man sitting behind his desk with two Alphas standing behind him, ready to protect their master if necessary or to receive any kind of orders directed towards them.
Clear flinched inwardly at the memories resurfacing about the last time he had rebelled and the two androids had been his enemies, damaging his body to a devastating state with their relentless attacks. It was hard for Clear's current self to pretend to be just like them - heartless machines that were willing to do literally anything to please their master, harming others without reservation included. But he remembered that he had to keep up a good act to protect Aoba, since he might not be able to defend him otherwise.
Toue had spotted the package Clear carried in his arms by now and laughed at him dryly.
"My, my, Clear, what a big present you've brought with you. Another plushie to add to Sei's collection?"
"Yes, master. I've heard Sei-san might like this kind of thing so I got one for him."
Clear's voice sounded emotionless and he could hear Aoba take in a harsh breath and felt a faint shiver in his arms. Was Aoba afraid of Toue or Clear now? He couldn't think Clear had reverted back to his reprogrammed self and was afraid of him again, was he?
Unable to hide his worried look towards Aoba, Toue noticed Clear's change of character and spoke to him again.
"You seem to be unsure whether you've made the right decision, Clear."
Clear jolted up at those words and looked Toue in the eye with a slight bit of panic, but the man seemed to be amused if anything judging by the smirk on his lips.
"Measuring social interactions between humans and adapting likewise is a hard thing for a machine to do, even if they are as refined as you and your brothers happen to be, Clear. But buying a present for a person on their birthday is a nice thing. An unnecessary thing coming from you and being directed towards Sei, but still an interesting choice to make."
Clear felt like an animal on the chopping board about to be killed by the next swing of the knife, but he tried to hide his panic as best as possible, schooling his facial features to look slightly irritated at best as he looked Toue in the eye. His true feelings betrayed him by his actions, though, as he grabbed the package in his arms harder involuntary, earning himself a slight jolt of Aoba and relaxing his grib instantly while forcing himself not to look at Aoba in the act.
Toue still showed his amused smile towards Clear as he continued to speak.
"Well, you were an oddball from the start and it's interesting to watch any kind of decision you make, Clear. And considering this present", Toue folded his hands, entwinding his fingers, and gave the gift a meaningful look, "Sei probably has enough stuffed toys as is, but it might delight him nevertheless to have a new comrade by his side and him being delighted is something I can only approve of. So don't hold yourself back, Clear, the door is over there. Tell me if Sei was happy about your present afterwards."
"Yes, master."
Clear sighed with relief inwardly and had a hard time withholding to grin like an overjoyed child at the permission to visit Sei and instead showing a slightly pleased yet cold look on his face as he nodded his head towards Toue once and headed over to the large white door that would open up to Sei's room.
