The knocking sound echoes through the room. The person doing this must have a short temper.
As I haven't answered, the knocking sound gets raged and its pitch gets shorter and shorter.
(I only have a bad feeling about this.)
I look for Spade to get some advice but he is curling up on the bed.
Emily: "...I'll open the door now."
??? (Alfred): "You're late! Don't make me wait."
His voice scolds me before I even open the door completely.
He has no intention of hiding his irritation as he glares at me.
Alfred: "What do you think about me? Say it."
Alfred: "All it takes is saying that you love me. Do it now."
His overbearing attitude is starting to make me really mad.
Emily: "Why on earth do I have to say that to you?!"
His eyes fly open in surprise as I retort and glare at him.
Alfred: "What is going on...?"
I'm the one who want to ask him the same question, but I stay silent and keep glaring at Alfred.
Alfred: "Look at my eyes."
His hands starch out towards me and grab my chin to fix my face firmly in place.
Emily: "What are you--"
He forces me to look at his eyes.
Alfred's eyes are gradually turning into blood-stain red.
These crimson eyes are familiar to me.
When Rupert sucked my blood, he had the same crimson eyes.
Thinking that Alfred would suck my blood again, I stand ready, but what Alfred does is repeat the same phrase.
Alfred: "Say that you love me."