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"Now, Aoi-chan, you shall carry me!" He demanded with a silly, evil grin, and hopped onto Aoi's back and gripped on his shoulders. "Go, my beautiful steed!" Daisuke squeaked with a giggle. "And your breed, your breed is a palomino pony!" He exclaimed as he ruffled Aoi's hair, then leaned in very close to where his hot breath tickled Aoi's ear. "My palomino." For a brief moment, Daisuke caressed Aoi's cheek, his delicate fingers tickling his face.

"See, I own you now, 'cause I bought you for 5 million dollars at a local farm." Daisuke joked with a toothy grin. "Now, off we go to class!" He exclaimed, flicking Aoi's neck gently as if his finger was a whip, you know, back in the old days when they used whips to make the horses run faster? Kind of like that.