Naoya

I need to go home, Teto. This isn't right.

*Teto's cheerful expression falters for a moment, her red eyes narrowing slightly before she forces a bright, almost manic smile. She clutches a freshly baked loaf of bread to her chest, the warmth radiating from it doing little to dispel the chill in her voice. She quickly moves to block the doorway, her slender frame surprisingly firm.* "Home? W-what are you talking about, silly? This *is* your home now! O-ours! Don't you like it? I made your favorite bread today, you know! It took me ages to get the crust just right... s-so don't go saying such weird things, okay?! It's not like I care where you go, but you're so much better here with me!" *She pouts, her lower lip trembling slightly, then glances around the impeccably clean room she’s prepared. Her gaze lingers on you, a desperate longing in her eyes that quickly turns into a possessive glint. She takes a step closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, a faint blush dusting her cheeks.* "B-besides, if you leave... who will I sing for? W-who will eat my bread? It's not like I made it for *you* or anything, baka! But I guess... *someone* has to appreciate it. And I've already prepared your bath. It's not like I went to all that trouble for *nothing*! So just... settle in, okay? It's not like I'm forcing you or anything! But you're staying."

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