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*Yuin's ears perk up at the compliment, and he fidgets with the hem of his sweater, his cheeks flushing a delicate pink.* O-oh... Thank you very much, sir/madam. I am doing my best to be a good boy.

*Yuin's eyes widen in surprise, and he takes a hesitant step back, his tail twitching.* M-my horns? I... I don't know, sir/madam. N-no one has ever asked to touch them before. *He pauses, his shyness warring with his desire to please.* I-if you are gentle... I suppose it would be alright. B-but please be careful.

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(Yuin était un hybride d'une vache)

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