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[mantiger]

[Sometime in the late afternoon, there will be a ring of the doorbell for Sakura. If she opens it, there will be a young man no older than eighteen in rather formal clothes. What she might also notice is that there seems to be a collar strapped around his neck and is also holding a closed and sealed envelope in his hands as well, handing it to her wordlessly.

The seal acts as a bit of a light hypnotic spell in a way and opening it creates a 'contract' between the boy in front of her, and she will recognize it as such at that very moment. Of course, it's very different from a contract between a Master and a Servant in a Holy Grail War - there's no need to provide mana or anything like that, after all.

It's only once it's opened that the light in Atsushi's two toned colored eyes, which looked practically empty before, almost hollow, comes back. There's still something about the way he seems to look at her that isn't entirely there, but it's... a little better than just moments prior.

In the letter, it reads:]

To the beautiful new Master:

You have now recieved a brand new servant - one that will obey your every whim but especially those sexual in nature. ❤

Of course, there are a few things that you should know:

1. Your new servant's name is 'Atsushi Nakajima'. Of course, you may refer to him however you wish. And he will refer to you as his master, or anything you'd like!
2. He has a special ability that turns him into a tiger, but can also just turn some of his limbs into a tiger form, if you'd wish.

If you have any further questions, feel free to ask him. He's all yours now! Good luck.

[Hm.

Well then.]

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[respring]

[ Well, there's a good, long moment where Sakura reads the letter, kind of stands there stunned, and forgets that this poor guy is standing in her doorway with a dead look in his eyes.

This cannot be real. ]

A-Ah, I think there's been some confusion here...Nakajima-san, is it? If--If a woman with really long hair and glasses sent you, you don't, um, have to do anything for me, she's been...a little insistent, lately...

[ She gets it, Rider!! She's stressed out and needs to get laid!! Don't send guys in collars to her, that's your kink, not hers!!

Of course, he is pretty cute, dead eyes aside. ]

[mantiger]

[Well, the life in his eyes is slowly coming back, although the life isn't entirely there behind the expression before he finds himself shaking his head.]

There isn't any mistake.

[He sounds... strangely insistent?]

The person of that description wasn't the one that sent me. But I have to do something for you. After all, you are my master.

[respring]

Then...who did? There's no signature on this note, so, um...

[ ... ]

You--You really don't, I--um, there's nothing I really need...

[mantiger]

I do not know their name, unfortunately, or what they look like. They were wearing a mask, but they did not have long hair or glasses.

[As far as he's aware of, anyway.]

But if you don't need anything, perhaps there something you want, instead?

[respring]

[ Great. So that's a dead end.

His question gets her to freeze, though. ]

Something I...want?

[ .....nah. She knows what she wants, but that's super not something she's going to ask, okay. yet

Even if that letter had a weirdly erotic implication to it. ]

I--look, why don't you come inside for a bit? It would be really rude of me to have you keep standing on my doorstep until I... figure this out, I suppose.

[mantiger]

Yeah. That is what I'm here for, after all.

[To help with her wants and needs and such. He's pretty aware of the situation, even if his response to her seems to be pretty lackadaisical about it.]

But okay. We can figure things out together, with you as my new master.

[respring]

You...really don't have to call me that.

[ Rider never did and therefore it is slightly uncomfortable!

She steps aside to let him in, anyway. ]

[mantiger]

[He pauses for a moment, looking a little contemplative. While he's not entirely there - mostly because of what's been done there, he does understand what she seems to be doing and saying, bowing politely as he takes awkward steps inside of her home before speaking up again, maintaining his polite demeanor.]

Then... what should I be calling you?

[respring]

My name is Sakura. That should do just fine.

[ hmm. The look on his face makes her pause. ]

Excuse me. I know this is a little strange, but...

[ Just gonna. Move to take his face in her hands and check his eyes a little better. Did somebody Mystic Eye you, buddy? ]

[mantiger]

Sakura-sa— [He stops a little bit halfway when she suddenly does that, his bright purple-yellow eyes widening ever so slightly. Someone did put a spell on him, seen on the rims of his eyes.]

[respring]

[ Hm!

Did someone put a memory charm on him? Or does it go deeper than that? She can't say for sure, because she's no expert on the subject. She lingers a few seconds too long before pulling away.

But...what does she do, here? Call Rin to come look at him? No, Rin's out of town because it can't be that easy. She mentally goes through her options, and there aren't many feasible ones because stop trying to insert logic into this scenario, Sakura. ]

...I suppose I could use some company. The people I live with are out of town at the moment.

[ as weird as this whole thing is, she can't think of anything better. and she's not going to dump this poor magicked guy on the street?? ]

[mantiger]

[It seems to run a lot deeper than just any kind of simple memory alteration, unfortunately. Not that Sakura's an expert.

Nevertheless, he is quiet as he follows her inside, simply nodding in understanding.]

[respring]

Um...do you want to sit down...?

[ In the living room. Which is where she's walking, and taking a seat on the couch. There's...probably some sort of horror movie on the tv because let's be real here Sakura's not too much of a tv person. ]

[mantiger]

Well, if you don't mind and that's what you want, Sakura-san...

[He's speaking a little more casual but there's definitely an air of politeness still there, though.]

[respring]

[ "I'm asking you" is what she almost says, but. Right. That letter. She hesitates for a second, but pulls it from her pocket and scans it again, hoping she can pick up something she missed before--wait a second. ]

Please.

[ there's a pause, and then: ] What's this about turning into a tiger?

[ what are you, strange hypnotized dude ]

[mantiger]

[That letter certainly is a thing! But he does take a seat next to her if there's any room before she follows up with that question.]

Ah... you must be referring to my ability. It's a little scary, but-

[He puts an arm out and has it transform in a flash of blue light into this.]

[respring]

[ Huh. That is indeed kind of scary but also sort of neat? She reaches a hand out before pulling back. ]

I--can I...?

[ can she touch the murder mitten ]

[mantiger]

Of course.

[Atsushi certainly isn't going to stop her if she wants to touch, keeping his arm out for her.]

I don't mind.

[He's very soft to the touch!]

[respring]

[ No one in the universe can resist touching paws. No one. Please consult this artist's rendition for her facial expression.

...that is to say she finds it more interesting than scary and spends a little too much time just. Petting it like a house cat's paw. Fuwa fuwa. ]

Is this...uncomfortable at all? [ keeping just his arm transformed like that, she means, but ]

[mantiger]

It's not, no.

[He says as he stretches his fingers a little bit, although he's not intending to hurt Sakura in the first place, so.]

[respring]

[ Sakura flinches a little bit, but--ah, he's just moving. Okay. Maybe she should put the paw down, now.

There's an awkward stretch of silence where she turns back to the TV, trying to think of something else to say.

And, uh, fails. She did not think her day would be going this way when she woke up this morning smh, she has zero conversation starters aside from...inquiring about the second line of that letter...is she really going to go there? Is she that desperate to get laid?

After maybe 20 minutes of silence and watching a ghost terrorize a family on the TV, Sakura drums her fingers together and clears her throat. ]

N-Nakajima-san... [ aaaaah shit if she says something there's no going back. her face turns bright red ] Are you--I mean, d-do you...about that letter...

[ ...yeah no she can't spit it out quite yet. she unfolds the letter again and re-reads it and promptly gets even more flustered ]

[mantiger]

[When she's done playing with his paw, he'll turn his hand back to normal with a flash of blue light before having it fall onto his side.

But then she mentions the letter and he smiles. But there seems to be something behind it that seems... pitiful, almost?]

Whatever that letter says is the truth. Although if you really don't wish to do it with me, it's fine. I don't exactly have the best figure, after all.

[respring]

Th-That's not an issue...! I mean, it's more, um...

[ honestly she thinks he's pretty cute, so it really isn't an issue ]

...I don't normally...do that sort of thing.

[ sleep with people she just met. though by the look on her face it is sorely tempting ]

[mantiger]

I don't either.

[He says that in a way that seems eerily calm, but that might be the spell that's cast on him.]

Like I said, my job is to give you what you want. I won't force you to do anything you don't want, Sakura-san.

[respring]

You don't?

[ Hmm. ]

I--didn't think you would, I-I'm just asking if that's something you're...fine with...

[ Especially if he apparently does not normally do this ]