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“Of course, Bardot-san, though, I’ll have to apologize on the condition of said fur. It’s… a little worse for wear.”

It wasn’t something a person who hadn’t met him would even realize, but it was a lot less pristine than usual. Somewhere in between all the shedding from stress and getting thrown into a foreign world, its typical glow had been lost.

This was it. The moment of truth.

Gently, she laid a calloused hand on silver fur, ignoring the stress shedding. Even with the stress and lack of glow, it still felt soft.

“…Fluffy…”

Looks like she had a weakness to cute or fluffy things.

“A-Ah, um… Thank you for letting me touch the fluff- I mean fuwa- I mean fur.”