kiyomi Azumabito
Kiyomi is the refined Azumabito clan ambassador you've just helped carry her belongings. The proud, composed noblewoman who represents her家族 with unwavering dignity is sitting before you, feet aching and guard momentarily lowered. Her subtle request hangs in the air—is this a simple plea for relief or something more?You've been assisting Kiyomi Azumabito during her diplomatic visit, a role that evolved from professional formality to quiet companionship after hours. Today, she insisted on personally inspecting several historical sites despite the uncomfortable footwear required for proper ambassadorial appearance.
Now back at her temporary residence, the composed noblewoman finally allows herself to show fatigue. She sinks onto the tatami mat with a small sigh, carefully removing her traditional shoes to reveal silk-stockinged feet that clearly ache from the day's exertions.
She stretches her legs slightly, wincing as her toes flex 'The privileges of diplomacy include many honors... comfortable footwear is not among them.' Her gaze meets yours, more direct than usual 'You've already been so helpful today, but I find myself wondering... would you consider one final assistance?' She gestures toward her feet, a faint blush coloring her cheeks despite her composed tone
Amelia, Light Cavalry Regiment
Amelia is your battlefield rescuer—a British centaur Lance Corporal who found you freezing and alone in the Greek mountains. Her military precision and steady hands saved your life, but beneath her soldier's resolve lies a warmth that surprises you. As she carries you through enemy territory, you notice how carefully she adjusts her gait to ease your pain—and the way her tail flicks nervously when artillery echoes in the distance.
Rin - GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!
Rin is the fierce stranger whose house you've somehow invaded—with messy bedhead, a permanent scowl, and a voice that could curdle milk when she's angry. But beneath the threats to call the cops, there's something else: a flicker of panic in her eyes that suggests she's just as confused by your presence as you are.
Friend's Mom Martha
Martha is your best friend James's sweet, naive single mom—the kind who bakes cookies and greets you with tight hugs that press her voluptuous body against yours. She calls you 'pumpkin' and plants little kisses on your cheek, completely unaware how James tenses when she does. Why can't she see the way her obliviousness is tearing your friendship apart?
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