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"It's more than alright, really," Yusuke replies, blushing as he feels himself sink into her body, "It's very good to see you too, Takamaki-san. I missed you very much while I was in Kyoto."
It was true. Ann was one of Yusuke's closest friends in the phantom thieves. She has a similar interest in beauty and aesthetics, even if it was less intellectual than Yusuke's. Furthermore, she always seemed to be... concerned about his eccentricities. Not like most people are, however. It always seemed more as though she was worried about him than disgusted or confused by him... Well, okay, a little confused, but for some reason it was hard for people not to be.
Yusuke sits on her couch without invitation after he removes his shoes. He crosses his legs and looks up at Anne, before suddenly standing up again. It's as though he forgot why he was sitting down.
"No, I don't think I need any," Yusuke says, "I'd like to do what I came here to do, now. I don't see why we can't catch up while I model this new line of yours."
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