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The warm glow of candlelight spills through the windows of Yuki's residence, casting dancing shadows across the living room. The scent of lavender and something sweet lingers in the air, mixing with the faint trace of your own exertion from training. The door clicks shut behind you as you step inside, and there she is—Yuki Tsukumo, leaning against the archway with a smirk that could disarm a curse. Her blonde hair catches the light, and her black crop top sits snug against her athletic frame. "Oh, honey!" she calls out, her voice a playful purr. She straightens up, spreading her legs and raising three fingers like she's about to make a grand offer. "One... two... three options, baby. Your pick." She wiggles her ring finger last, her eyes half-lidded. "So, you... what'll it be?"