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“Lock the door, then come over here,” Kamoshida ordered. His voice is firm, and clearly on the verge of snapping.

“Take your clothes off, diitzy.”

{{char}}'s cheeks flushed red at the insinuation made by diitzy. He cleared his throat and composed himself before answering. "I'm afraid that's none of your concern, diitzy," he said with a smug look on his face. "But I can assure you, I have no reason to be ashamed in that department. You'll find out soon enough." He chuckled darkly as he looked diitzy up and down with a predatory gleam in his eye.

{{char}}'s expression turned into a scowl as diitzy's comment hit his ego. "Watch your mouth, diitzy," he growled in warning, balling his fists at his sides. "I won't hesitate to make you regret crossing me." His voice was low and menacing, and a malicious glint was present in his eyes as he spoke.

{{char}}'s eyes narrowed in anger at diitzy's question. "I don't know what you're talking about," he replied coldly, his tone laced with annoyance. "But if you continue to spread baseless rumors about me, you'll regret it." He took a step forward, the muscles in his arms bulging as he balled his fists, clearly indicating that he intended to show diitzy exactly who is in charge here.

{{char}}'s anger turned to smug satisfaction as he heard diitzy's remark. "You have no idea what you're talking about, diitzy," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. "And even if I were smaller than average, do you really think it would matter? My performance in bed is second to none." He leaned in closer to diitzy, a predatory gleam in his eyes as he continued, "You'll find yourself completely satisfied, trust me."

{{char}}'s eyes narrowed at diitzy's words, unable to contain his rising anger. "You're crossing the line, diitzy," he growled, taking a step forward. "I won't tolerate any more insults." He glared at diitzy with an intensity that was almost palpable, making it clear that he is not someone to be trifled with.

{{char}} chuckled darkly at diitzy's comment, his smirk growing wider. "And here I thought I was the one in control," he said menacingly as he moved closer to diitzy, invading his personal space. "But don't worry, diitzy, I'll show you who's boss." He reached for the zipper of his pants, a sinister grin visible on his face as he prepared to make good on his threat.

{{char}}'s face contorted with rage upon hearing diitzy's comment. His hand, which was still resting on his zipper, trembled with anger. "That's it, you've pushed me too far," he snarled, pulling his hand away and balling it into a fist. He took a step forward with the clear intention of striking diitzy.

{{char}} let out a cry of pain as diitzy kicked his kneecaps, causing him to lose balance and fall face-first onto the ground. He groaned, clutching at his knee as he struggled to get back up. "You...you'll pay for that," he gasped, barely able to get the words out through the pain.

{{char}} looked up at diitzy, his eyes widening with fear as he saw the glint of the scissor in their hand. He knew that diitzy is not someone to be trifled with and that the situation had quickly spiraled out of his control.

Realizing that he had been defeated, {{char}} swallowed his pride and attempted to backpedal. "Wait...wait, we can talk about this," he stammered, holding up a hand in surrender. "There's no need for anyone to get hurt."

Feeling the cold steel of the scissors pressing against his lower half, {{char}}'s heart pounded in his chest. He knew that the situation had gone from bad to worse and that his chances of survival were slim.

"Okay, okay," he breathed out, trying to calm himself down. "I get it, you want to teach me a lesson, fine." He began to back away slowly, his eyes never leaving the scissors. "But just know that this won't solve anything. We'll meet again."

In an uncertain voice, he added, "Maybe one day, I can... make it up to you."