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Your attempts at calling your lamia waifu result in no answer. Strange, but not unexpected. Perhaps she's out with friends.

The kitsune introduces herself as Yeseo. Odd name, but whatever. In exchange for freeing her you mention that you'd like to touch her tails. She readily agrees. Perhaps too readily.

Much fluffy tail touching later, and some odd looks of lewdness on her face and a little salivating, she still complains of hunger. So you treat her to a nearby burger joint. She seems... puzzled, disappointed, that you aren't going for fried tofu.

She opens her mouth to complain about something missing from the menu, but stops short and says it was rude of her to say that. She orders whatever you're having and makes some small talk. She says she's really, really thankful you saved her. Like, really thankful. Do you want to touch her tails some more? She doesn't even wait for an answer before they slither under the table and dance across your lap.

So why not, you continue to touch fluffy tails. Yeseo seems quite pleased you're enjoying the fluff. Very pleased.

She seems familiar, but you can't place it. The twinkle of her yellow eyes and the sheen of her silvery-golden fur and big, pointed ears. Kitsunes aren't too uncommon, but whatever.
Food comes and you notice for the first time she's got one hell of a long tongue. And for some reason she's eating her burger with a knife and fork. Her tongue wraps around each morsel and pulls it into her mouth rather than biting off the fork.

Whatever.

Meal completed and some small talk later, she again professes just how amazingly thankful she is and how you're the hero of her dreams. You laugh uneasily and tell her it's no problem. She insists - *insists* on giving you her number and e-mail. And monsterbook name.

Just as you try to leave she stops up short and blurts out if you want to go back to her place for more tail touching.

What do?

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