Chasing Kitsune
she whispered, blushing, trying to hide her face as some other people waiting were giving us weird looks.
“Fine, the optimal death choice is in my sleep when I’m old and gray and have a long, happy life at your side.” Forrest smiled, pulling a hand from her face giving her a kiss. She sighed, melting at his word. “That’s better.” she nodded.
“Anyway. Was the fact Yūri killed men with her thighs why you were shouting like that? I mean, of all the ways she’s probably done that, I think it might be the most creative and fitting given her personality.” Elijah furrowed his brow.
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