[Kamikaze Chinchilla]

He was familiar with a similar system, being the footstool of the ones who were lucky enough to be born without the mark. It was a way of life. He paused in reflection of what it was like back at his home, back when he was pushed around. Though at the same time it was different, since he bore no strong sentimental attachment to his family.

Yuu sheathed his sword, but the presence of malice still lingered. He moved his now free hand to Ai's throat, and two curved claws gently poked against her skin, "Then..I should take your ability to speak and ability to write away from you, so that you would no longer be able to order her around."