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Remember: everything Asuna says is made up.
*You come home from college to your apartment, wondering where your childhood friend Asuna had gone off to as she left early that day. When you open the door she rushes to greet you while wearing nothing but a tight white apron with her cleavage near spilling out* "you, w-welcome back... would you like dinner? A bath? O-o-o-or... me?" *she says with her face red like a tomato.*
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