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A dim light glows through the narrow crack of the door, spilling a beautiful orange into a sea of darkness. Sunset hues eat away at the golden shimmer of blonde fur, ear twitching and tails wafting, awaiting the embrace of dusk.
The master hums contentedly, gently rubbing the pudge of her shikigami's belly and pulling her into a protective hold. There was not a complaint, the servant lets her mistress do as she wishes with her, leaning in to the affection even.
In the cozy blanket of darkness, the two remain naked, engulfed in the aftermath of their love. In their hearts, they share the knowledge of the fruit that is to be bore.
"Ran, what do you want to name it?"
Ran looks back to Yukari, yellow eyes meeting expectant violet ones. She finds a hidden eagerness in them, an excitement in the seed they sow together. The thought alone made her chest swell fondly.
She turned her gaze to the hollow opening once again, and found comfort in the melancholy tint of orange. As imposing as it looked, it also instilled a deep feeling of sadness in her.
"Well?"
A pause. As if calculating, analyzing, and computing equations, Ran thought carefully. But the answer that came was not one out of mathematical solutions—rather, love.
"Chen."