I don’t wear accessories. They get in the way when I’m doing housework. Having anything on my fingers or arms makes it difficult to cook the Hamburg steaks that Mizuki loves so much, and I’m not really the type to wear anything around my neck.

          That’s why in these fifteen years of life, I haven’t once put on any accessories. Not on myself, nor on anyone else.

        「Master.」

          Her voice rang like a bell. Today, too, she gazed at me with a glimmer in her eyes. As if compelled by her star-like radiance, I touched her neck.

          I was a little nervous. I’d never thought that the first time I put an accessory on someone else would turn out to be in a situation like this.

        「Your hands are trembling, aren’t they?」

          I thought it was strange. We weren’t even friends yet, and we rarely spoke to each other in class. Moreover, our positions in the school hierarchy were completely different. She was the center of attention, always surrounded by our classmates. I was an inconspicuous student whose absence would go unnoticed.

          In spite of all that, I was…

          Right now, I was about to put a collar on her.

        「……Alright. I’m putting it on now.」

          I gently felt her hair, brushing her golden locks aside so they sat on her shoulder.

          Then, I set the light pink collar around her pale neck.

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