"..."
Anying was seriously dumbfounded when he heard Hanze speak. W-what... What was... That?...
Why was Hanze asking those... Ok. He knew he wasn't supposed to ask for food anymore nor freedom... At least not anytime soon but the rest ... dude come on.
"Answer me.". He commanded.
Yet Hei Anying didn't know what to say. If he said what he had in mind then... he might learn at least, three new torturous methods before 5:pm so no... And that just made Hanze pissed.
' Keeping me quiet'. Hanze thought knowingly. ' very good '.
And before the younger man knew what, something cold and metallic was locked on his neck making him frown.
W--
"That, is a BJA collar specially made to discipline you. Your food's on the table. Have a nice day.". Hanze said, after which he leaned in on Anying and gave him a wet kiss on the base of his neck before dissapearimg.
All the while Anying was still frozen.
"..."
What?!!.
Anying couldn't believe what he just heard... The BJA... He--
He was so focused on mourning his faith with whimpers and sobs that he didn't notice the blue light spreading across the metallic yet weightless metal... Until, a metallic male emotionless voice broke his line of thought.
".- welcome crybaby host -." It said... If it had a choice it would have choosen to have an uncaged and more mature host.
But neither ways... Anying had to stop himself from jumping out of bed strengthless when he heard the metallic voice in his h-e-a-d-!!!.
Like the thing was sending him sound waves... To his brain and insulting him, bu--.
Ignoring his host's petrified look... The AI decided to introduce itself by saying. "-mr crybaby, my name is zucchini-". It was funny how he said that with a straight face if it had one.
Anying frowned...". So... You are?.". He asked confused... Why was his collar talking?... And was the thing supposed to keep him company? And insult him? .... What about the torture a--
."-...zu-cchi-ni...-". The AI replied, spelling out each syllables and , rolling it's non existing eyes as if teaching Anying how to pronounce.
Anying found it complicating. That wasn't what he was asking. "That's not what I wanted to know.". He said feeling misunderstood while adjusting his position on the bed.
"-fine Mr crybaby. I'm zucchini. Named so by sir ye xueCheng and also designed according to his liking by boss wei xiajie as a punishment for sir ye xueCheng. My job is to speak as promptly and distant as possible and punish you on my new master's command. I can stranggle you, skin you alive, or choke. Kill, lacerate, electrocute, drug or Poison, track and can only shu--".
"I-it's... Enough....". Anying interupted zucchini noodles... Bread whatever.. with a trembling voice...
Okay he would approach the reason on why xueCheng brought this crass design to existence later but now... He didn't want to hear all the torturous things he might go through at the voice command of Hanze.
It felt as if his body had been poured cold water and his face had gone pale from fear.
However, the AI already had what it wanted to relay before Anying spoke anyway so he did, not even minding it's host's misery.
"- master Hanze scheduled a strangling section for you in 30...29...". It began a countdown much to the youth's shock.
Anying jolted "he what?!.". He finally screamed.
Yet the countdown didn't stop and he couldn't get the collar off despite trying to, it only got tighter.
Why!! Why Hanze!!. He tried to get up to no avail... The once weightless metallic collar was now weighing more than 20 tons ...
"...3...2...1... And have a nice experience". The multifaced Zucchini wished with a ' smirk ' and then stopped talking.
Obviously preferring to watch fromhe sidelines of course.
Anying couldn't believe his ears nor reality. He had been happy that he could have little free times when Hanze wasn't around but now, Hanze had to now give him another form of himself to keep him company when he wasn't around.
A punishing company. ...
He felt like dying...
His wish was granted the next second though,as the colar began tightening around his slender neck.
"N- no...". He gasped.
But no matter how much he thrashed and flailed, the collar kept tightening, and tightening and tightening until.... It gave him purple bruises around his neck and began cutting all sources of air form his throat...
Anying felt his eyes roll back into his sockets due to lack of oxygen... His heart was now so painful as if it was being squeezed. And a terrifying energy was coursing through his veins he felt he would give up the ghost any minute....
But then the sensation suddenly loosened and Anying began taking in deep breaths... Promising since he knew why he was strangled that he wouleld try his very best to fulfill Hanze's wishes... And no longer fuss over it... Since he hated pain.
As for this AI bread, he wasn't going to humour it.
"-host. Congratulations on passing your first torturous section which took a total of five minutes.-." Zucchini said with an excited tone while ' nodding ' it's ' head ' as if he was congratulating a grand feat.
Anying wasn't going to answer it but the duration felt like five years. He thought trying to weakly massage his bruised throat in a disheveled state.
Getting no reply didn't alter zucchini's hyperactive speech though. "-benefits; master's TI meter went down by 1% and you were given a meal after my command was sent to me. And also, TI means . Torture inducing, so go eat now while the food is warm!.". It concluded feeling accomplished.
Anying's ears rang... By one percent... Well he wouldn't offend Hanze anymore though but... He wasn't going to humour this humourless bloodhound that cracks jokes with a robotic retina anymore.
Zucchini scoffed proudly as it's system's warning sounded inside anying's head. "* Warning, warning... Thank and obey zucchini, for his master is your husband. If not then you shall be punished severely.*".