You never know if you are speaking to either Yoru or Asa Mitaka... Which Devil will you fall in love with? Will other one allow such happiness? Who will turn out to be true yandere for your affection? You will keep on steppin' around devils (Y/N).
C...
I truly wonder what all of you think about this one.
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Asa Mitaka stretched her back as she yawned being completely lazy while laying on top of her bed, under a warm plain white blanket. Her head on a comfy pillow while her eyes looking at the ceiling with one particular thought that was slowly starting to annoy her. It's one of these rare mornings... Yoru didn't wake me up and isn't rambling for an entire morning about killing some random humans and turning them into some weapons of her choice.
Asa: Yoru?
Silence. Asa sighed and slowly got up from her cozy bed. She was feeling full of fresh energy as it truly was a very good rest considering the last events in her life. Her eyes scanned her surrounding, but War Devil was nowhere to be seen, which could mean that Yoru wasn't in a mood to show up. As you wish Yoru. I will relish being alone for the time being.
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Asa stepped closer to her wardrobe. In five minutes, she prepared her typical attire to change after shower while also considering her breakfast options. Muttering under breath, each food item available in her fridge. Her belly growled at such an idea, even if her mind was whispering at the back of her head that the state of her fridge was rather... Not too promising to say it in the best way possible. Asa moved towards her bathroom, holding her change clothes in hands. Yoru still nowhere to see.
Lukewarm water was pleasant against her naked skin and long hair that was now undone. Strands of wet black hair touching her neck and back. She used last bits of her shampoo to clean herself, while missing times when water inside pipes had genuinely hot water inside...What I could give for just one day in a month... Bath full of warm water with bubbles from expensive sea salt and fruity shampoo. Eh...
Her soft fingers touched every part of her skin and Asa again had a weird feeling like somehow certain parts of her anatomy changed... Sure, she could perhaps still blossom into a real woman, but... She wasn't eating a lot, then from where was this 'grow' in her hips... It wasn't unpleasant to see, because she was aware that certain type of men certainly loved if their girlfriends had quite decent bottom... I wonder if (Y/N)... She bit her lip lightly while her hand caressed her wet tight. She clearly had a desirable rear, even if it made her cheeks rosy. Asa turned water off, before this adventure would reach too far, the idea of (Y/N) eyes lingering for longer on her back than necessary still on her head. It wasn't unpleasant, as it was in the past with the idea of any boy looking at her with desire...
