"For...you.", Tora offered a plushie tiger to Maia.
"For me...?", asked Maia.
Tora nodded. She smiled a bit and gently took the plushie from Tora's hands. Without her noticing, her hands were brushed against his hands.
Tora blushed bright red.
"Hm? What's wrong Tora?", Maia asked.
Tora turned away, blushing, "N-no. Nothing is wrong."
"Really? But your face is red...should I look for herbs?"
"I told you, nothing is wrong."
'For once, I'm glad she's a dense person...', Tora thought.
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RandomJust got bored so I decided to post some of my drawings. (The Book Cover is not mine. Credit to the owner.)