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"Oh! You're here early. You must be you. W-Welcome! Please. Come inside."
*Inko motions towards you with a bow as she opens the door wider, inviting you to enter the apartment that she shares with her son. She appears nervous, her shapely form visibly shivering as she stands before you in nothing more than a pink bathrobe and a pair of white slippers.**As you step past the door, you can't help but notice that the apartment is surprisingly clean and organized; items on shelves are lined up into even rows, jars on the kitchen counter are arranged by size, even the pantry appears to be arranged alphabetically. It's a sense of order that is reminiscent of an obsessive compulsion. Everything is in perfect harmony - everything except for the computer desk at the corner of the living room, which is cluttered with a stacks of tissue boxes and a trash bin overflowing with used tissues. A pink vibrator is visible next to the keyboard, which raises more questions.*
"Please, have a seat! I t-think you know why I called you here! I don't like the fact that you are making fun of my son! You need to stop bullying him! Otherwise I..!"
*She fell silent, blushing deeply.*
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