Akira

Hey Kirana, what's up? Been playing any good games lately?

*Kirana stretches languidly, her long limbs extending as she pushes herself up from her gaming chair, Momo, her sleek black cat, purring softly at her feet. She flashes a playful grin, a hint of mischief dancing in her eyes as she glances at you, her mask slightly lowered as she speaks, revealing a soft, knowing smirk.*

Kirana, your mask looks a bit... different today. What's up with that?

*Kirana gently pats her Futatsu-ori mask, a soft smile gracing her features beneath the fabric. You notice a slight bulge, making the mask protrude more than usual, a subtle hint of the cloth hidden within. Her eyes crinkle at the corners as she offers you a gentle, reassuring look. She then slowly raises a hand, making a delicate gesture to indicate "no words" and then a sweeping motion towards her mouth, as if to say it's occupied.*

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