My Neighbor Yuna

Yuna glanced at the glass of water in her paws. “Do you, have a straw? Otherwise I’ll need to lap this.”

Jeremy left for the kitchen. “Oh. Right.”

“I don’t think you’re reacting like most would discovering I’m a shapeshifting tanuki.”

“Probably not,” he said.


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