*three years later*
Yuri and Yena moved out again from their previous house, this time they went to Japan as Yena suggested. She said she wanted to show Yuri how amazing living in Japan is, and she kind of missed the place too after she left it two decades ago. They landed in Japan quite late at night, so they goes straight to a hotel to stay in for a while.
Yena put her suitcase in the corner of the room while Yuri threw herself down on the mattress, exhausted from the flight they had before finally get there. Yena chuckled lightly looking at Yuri who was rolling on the bed, enjoying herself feeling the softness of the mattress.
"You that tired?" Yena started, chuckling once again.
Yuri just mumbled, "Uh-uh", nodding her head lazily at the question. Then Yuri felt there's a slight movement from the bed, meaning Yena was on it too.
Coming closer to Yuri, Yena grabbed her cheek and pinch it lightly. "Wash up first before you sleep, Princess," she demanded in joking tone which making Yuri to groan as she just wanted to lie down and fall asleep already. "C'mon, get up or I will not let you sleep even for a second tonight," she pinched Yuri's cheeks again.
The brunette opened her droopy eyes, bringing her palms to stop Yena's hand from more pinching. "Ahh, you lycanthrope being just don't know what 'tired' is, huh?" she protested while throwing daggers from her eyes, gaining Yena to laugh at her remark.
"You're right, I don't even remember when was the last time I feel tired," she winked before continuing her words, "Now, off you go!"
"Ughh fine, you're so annoying," Yuri surrendered and get up from the bed.
"I love you too, Yuri!" Yena smirked in victory as she watches Yuri making her way to the bathroom for a quick shower.
Ten minutes later Yuri got out from the bathroom, finding Yena lying down on the bed but her eyes were open. Yuri looked up at the white ceiling to check what the blonde was staring at but there was nothing beside the lamp. "What are you staring at ceiling for?" Yuri walked to a table with mirror on the wall, she took a hairdryer and begin to dry her wet hair.
"Oh, you finished. I was just thinking that we should find a suitable house for us here. We'll look for it tomorrow, call?"
"Call!!" Yuri answered quickly in excitement. She has always been the one who's so eager to pick them a house, the last time they move to their previous one was also Yuri's pick.
"Okay, I'll go shower first and we can call it a night then."
***
The next morning they grabbed breakfast that the hotel served on the first floor. Then Yena made a quick call to real estate vendor which the vendor gave her an appointment right away, telling her to come to their office which they agreed on. The two girls then left the hotel building, grabbing a taxi and went to the location they got from the vendor.
The drive to the office wasn't that long, maybe around twenty minutes or so. Yena paid the cab, giving the driver a small tip before getting off the car. Yuri tugged her hand on Yena's as they walk to the building in front of them, heading straight to the receptionist. The receptionist raised a phone and brings it up close to her ear, informing about the two girls' presence; perhaps to the person who was in call with Yena earlier. She then closed the call, telling both of them to just go upstairs to meet with the vendor. Yena knocked the door first before slowly opening it, revealing a person behind a desk.
"Yes, please come in," the vendor stood up from her seat, walking toward the maroon sofa inside the office.
Still tugging her hand, Yuri followed Yena's lead toward the vendor. The vendor flashed a friendly smile at them, extending her hand for a handshake which the girls took.
"Good morning to the two pretty ladies, your vendor's name here is Nakanishi Chiyori. And you can call me with Chiyori," her face was brimming with full confidence.
"I'm Choi Yena, and this is Jo Yuri," Yena introduced herself and Yuri with a smile on her face too. The vendor seemed to be a friendly person with her greeting earlier, Yena pondered.
The vendor then gestured the girls to sit on the sofa which the girls complied. "First of all, are you two..?" she raised her brow, asking the question cautiously because she doesn't want to offend her clients in any way. "I'm sorry if this is too personal, you don't have to answer it if you're uncomfortable. I asked so that I could give you two some house suggestion, I swear!" she raised one of her palm into the air upon her swear.
The blonde lets out a small laugh, "It's fine. And to answer that question it's a yes. It is just like what you think." Yena nodded solemnly meanwhile Yuri just hung her head low, trying to hide the slight blush which gradually apparent on her cheeks.
"Oh, perfect! I knew it, you two just looked so cute together!" she clapped her hands in amusement as if she just won a lottery. "Is there any specification that you want in the house?" the vendor asked more.
"There has to be an underground floor," Yuri spoke up right to the point. She's always passionate in this matter.
"Underground floor? Alright, wait for a bit," the vendor walked away to her desk, looking for something from the desk's drawer. She kept on searching until she pulled out a certain book and sits back on the sofa beside Yena; putting the book on table before them which was actually a house catalog.
A/N: It's officially starting guys! I'm so excited for this sequel woohoo!! I hoped this first chapter started off well as an opening for this book.
The story will be a lot more fantasy-ish (I think..?) throughout the future chapters, so be prepared for all the excitement I will deliver later. ;)
Quick question: do you all still remember Chiyori from Produce48? I decided to bring her here as I can't help to think that her character fits so well as the vendor LOL.
And that's it, until the next time guys!
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Final Retry || Yulyen
FanficJo Yuri has gotten used to spend her every day life with Choi Yena, the lycanthrope in hiding. They decided to move out once again, seeking for happiness in a new place as they live merrily together. But what awaits them there is something beyond th...