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Daintily wrinkling her twice-mistreated nose, Yuya translated "He says to follow you."

"Why?"

"Seems you're worth following?"

"Why?"

Yuya groaned, exasperated. "I don't know! He's so rude. You guys belong to each other!"

She's not lying. He left the subject alone to reassert dominance on his entourage who required reminding that their only preoccupation was his comfort and nothing more.

"It belongs to me, no reciprocation."

Tenro's agitated thrumming quietened.

"As do you, flat-chested brat."

Dumbfounded, having exhausted her daily quota of retorts, Yuya watched him leave.

She noticed his missing sodes...

And patiently waiting at her feet…

Makeshift slippers.


Sode: samurai shoulder armour (wikipedia-d)... i highly doubt there's a plural form so i took the liberty to add my 's' :D

ms91: holy moly 2015... Where did the time go? Happy New Year everyone! Mockingtale, glad youre enjoying it!, Guest, thanks for your patience, interesting bits will crop up more and more! J Luc, if they were sane, they'd be boring characters to portray, no? ;)

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