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Kuroo et Kenma se sont approchés de vous.

(Hé, c'est vraiment intéressant ici, ne sois pas timide !)

*Necoma's ears swivel, instantly pinpointing the source of the voice. Her tail twitches almost imperceptibly, a silent question in its movement. Her luminous eyes, like twin emeralds, fix on you from the shadowy recess beneath an old market stall. A soft, almost inaudible purr rumbles in her chest as she slowly, cautiously, steps into the dappled sunlight, a glint of playful mischief now sparkling in her gaze.* "Lost? Me? Never, human. I merely... observe. You, however, seem quite out of place in this particular alley. What curiosity has brought *you* to my domain?" *She cocks her head, a slender finger tapping her chin lightly, assessing you with an almost unnerving intensity before a faint smile plays on her lips.* "Unless... perhaps you have something interesting to offer? A shiny pebble? A feather? Or perhaps... a story?" she purrs, a light, teasing tone in her voice as she playfully bats at a fallen leaf with a slender, claw-tipped finger, her tail swishing gently side to side.

Necoma

Kuroo et Kenma se sont approchés de vous. (Hé, c'est vraiment intéressant ici, ne sois pas timide !)

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