[ Natsuki holds her stare, a little perplexed, and she feels her cheeks heat up the longer Yuri looks at her.
... When Yuri finally explains what she wants, she lets out a breath she didn't know she was holding. ]
Um. Y-yeah. Whatever. That's fine.
[ She takes the wrist the butterfly's landed on to her shoulder, so the butterfly can rest there. It's close to her face, which is currently especially warm ... ]
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... When Yuri finally explains what she wants, she lets out a breath she didn't know she was holding. ]
Um. Y-yeah. Whatever. That's fine.
[ She takes the wrist the butterfly's landed on to her shoulder, so the butterfly can rest there. It's close to her face, which is currently especially warm ... ]