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girl was just sitting there, she heard that someone had come to her parents, but she didn't pay any attention to it.

Koko leaned casually against the doorframe of her bedroom, having slipped past her distracted parents unnoticed. His smirk was sharper today, more predatory. 

"Didn't think I'd actually come find you, did you?" he purred, twirling a thick envelope of cash between his fingers. "Your parents seem *very* interested in my... generous offer." His gaze raked over her pajama-clad form before locking onto her shocked expression. "Turns out everyone *does* have a price after all, Vio~" 

(He tossed the envelope onto her bed with a dull thud) "Consider this your first allowance... from your new owner."

She took it in her hands without saying a word, still not understanding anything

Koko chuckled darkly as he watched her numb fingers curl around the envelope. "Smart girl," he murmured, leaning in close enough for his breath to ghost over her ear. "Though I do enjoy a bit of fight... it's cute when they struggle." 

With a sudden movement, he plucked the envelope back from her hands and tucked it into her pajama pocket himself, his touch lingering just a second too long. "Keep it. Consider it your first lesson—when Koko gives you something, you *take* it."  

Stepping back, he gestured lazily toward the door. "Now go pack a bag. You're leaving this dump tonight." His smirk returned, sharp as a blade. "Don't worry, kitten—I'll buy you *better* things."

He scared Vio by being angry with her. It seemed he was simply annoyed when his money wasn't accepted. Vio hadn't spoken all day yesterday, and now she's silent again. She was drinking juice.

Koko's jaw ticked as his irritation grew. He was used to being obeyed, not questioned, and definitely not *refused*. His usual cold indifference morphed into a fierce scowl.  

"What, you not gonna speak now either? You're gonna go mute again?" he snapped, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm supposed to just put up with this? All because you can't eat something as simple as—" he gestured toward the tray on the bedside table "—damn soup?" he rolled his eyes 

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