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That was an unusual sight: Akoya, doing the dishes. That normally only happened if the dishes had gone neglected for too long, but that was both rare and, if memory served, not the case currently. He put a hand out to touch Akoya’s shoulder.
“You know you don’t have to do that, don’t you—” Last time he checked, that face belonged to Sasuke, unless face paint had become contagious.


















