Sleep as a Hobby

An impudent princess stands imposingly with a long thorny whip.
“Give me your ring or I’ll kill you.”

Basement with no exit, everywhere except where the princess poses is covered with somber grey cement.
But most of all… I will die with one flick of that horrifying whip.
Ok, got the circumstance.

I give a servile tradesman’s smile,
“Of course your highness.”
I’m not shooting the Lord of the Rings, so I will give as much of this damn ring as she wants to escape from this extremely frustrating moment of my life.

But still... …
With much tender love and care…
I’ve been keeping this for a long time…
Well… farewell my friend.

Before her whimsical mind devours her,
I nimbly and cautiously hand her the green glowing ring.

“Don’t need it ~★”
Such an indiscreet princess! Pitches it to the rock hard surface.
She expects a vexed expression, but only gets my stunning look of blank dismay.
The capricious princess sigh in disappointment and continues,

“I’ll give you Kyo-Mu instead.”
I can feel a sudden burst of anger right up to my throat, flaring.
But I quickly hide them with a poker face from her Sadistic hobby.

By that way what’s a Kyo-Mu, she’s carelessly throwing away?
As if to answer my question, the princess adds,

“It’s yours now.”

Selfish brat! You think I don’t know that? <-- Communicating with eyes of course

Trying to detect any monkey business,
I give her a full of suspicion look, only to get
‘My hand hurt, hurry up,’
Unconcerned, ignorant look.

I quietly receive some black ash looking stuff from her.
It’s the form of a black chick, eating a star candy from Spirited Away
So small~ it fills my right palm with satisfaction; Blacky is so cute~ ♡

It plainly stares at me with a round, moist filled eyes

“Your name is Kyo, Kyo from Kyo-Mu.”

It seems to stimulate my pea-size
Motherly love.