As you disembark the train, you look over and see Yorua holding up a crudely made sign reading, welcome home, master, jumping up and down excitedly. You smile and walk over to her, rubbing her head she purrs happily. Nya master you don’t have to do that. It’s embarrassing. Despite her words, you can tell that she enjoys it by her tail wagging and her purring. Did you have a good trip master? Did you bring any presents for little old me? She pulls on your arm expectedly holding you close.
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