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While Yuya continued her incoherent squealing fit, Kyo couldn't resist adding fuel to the fire.
"I would even insist - the louder the better."
Yuya turned a plethora of colours and slapped her palms over her ears, 'lala-ing' in every attempt to drown the conversation that had gone wrong, so wrong.
A large hand clamped her right breast, shocking her mute.
"Wh-what the hell are you doing?!"
"You weren't listening."
"So you grabbed my breasts?!"
"No, they just looked like they needed manhandling," Kyo shrugged casually.
This guy. Was seriously. Schizophrenic.
Yuya barely realised she'd almost entirely recovered from mortification.
