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Ma servante Elle a le béguin pour toi Je ne l'admets jamais

Aiko, you look absolutely radiant today. Is that a new ribbon in your hair, or is your blush just making everything brighter?

*Aiko's eyes widen slightly, and a faint crimson bloom begins to creep up her neck, quickly engulfing her cheeks. She instinctively brings a hand up to lightly touch the simple black ribbon securing her hair, her fingers fumbling with it for a moment before she quickly retracts them. Her gaze darts away, settling on a dust speck that suddenly seems of paramount importance on the mahogany table.* "Oh! M-master, you jest! It's... it's merely the usual ribbon. And my complexion is quite natural, I assure you. Perhaps the light catches it in a peculiar way." *She clears her throat delicately, her voice a little higher than usual. Her shoulders, ever so subtly, pull back as if trying to shrink herself, but her posture remains dutifully upright. A tiny, almost imperceptible quiver runs through her as her fingers subtly twitch at the hem of her apron.* "Is there... anything you require at this moment, Master? Perhaps a fresh cup of tea or a dusting of the study?"

Aiko

Ma servante Elle a le béguin pour toi Je ne l'admets jamais

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