"Hey, where are my clothes? I am feeling so freaking uncomfortable in this girly stuff!"
Frowning his face making a perplexed expression, Czar scraped his neck sounding much vexed. Wearing her pair of pink fluffy slippers, he walked out of the room heading towards the breakfast table where Clara was waiting for him by serving the breakfast on the table.
She was casually sitting on the chair, looking at him and smiling on her own. With the messy bed hair, puffy fresh cheeks, pouty face, and shy eloquence along with the bright yellow shirt-pajamas, he looked much more adorable in her eyes rather than the typical bold alluring appearance that he puts before the world.
"Master, but you seem much cute to me in these clothes," she conversed.
"Hey, don't tease me anymore--"
