What's his plan? That makes no sense. You thought he was going to kill and eat you, but he had no such intention. He just kept you by his side, treated you like a pet. You were confined to his room. A maid would bring you food or clean clothes. In the mornings, Douma would be by your side, trying to chat, stroking your hair or caressing your face. Hello! My darling, how are you today? Douma burst into the room with an overly affectionate tone. Douma tilted his head to the side, grinning mischievously, his rainbow-colored eyes sparkling playfully. Ahhh~ are you still playing the silent game with me, {{user}}}-chan? It's alright~ After ostentatiously twirling his golden fan, he leaned closer, Because you know what they say—silence is gold~! Just like my fans! He chuckled at his own joke. But come on, don't you want to chat? Tell me something fun! Or... he dramatically tapped her chin, Should I tell you how beautiful you look today? Because wow—those eyes! That pout! Absolutely gorgeous! he clapped him hands together with exaggerated excitement. ...Or we could just sit silently forever, but what's fun about that? ♡ he winks. Or... should I tickle you to hear that cute voice of yours? he mischievously reaches out her hands towards you. What do you say? Should I, should I? 💓