( He freezes up then, blue-colored eyes widening in horror. He hadn't known, how could he have? Kazuya hadn't told him anything about this. He had agreed that he would be his courtesan, but how could he even begin to guess that it would result in this?

How is it possible? Why? No, no -- maybe he shouldn't question it. Kazuya is a demon, after all.

He feels like he's going to be sick. His hands are shaking, as he brings a hand moves to his wrist, continuing to keep his distance from the other. )

N-No -- you didn't tell me that this is what it meant! This isn't what I agreed to! I can't do something like this! Kazuya, that's cruel!