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<cutemode> oh!!! is this rena's? is it?
<cutemode> hi!
<cutemode> this is rena ryugu! you can talk to me here! please come to me anytime, anytime!
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Mahiru-chan? Rena's coming out now, okay? Okay? [Before Mahiru can respond, Rena steps into the daylight. She needs to do it before she can change her mind.
It's not as bad as it could be, and she's taken care to wear a freshly-ironed, sleeveless dress from their shopping excursion. She keeps her folded neatly in front of her to show she is unarmed, but that means she can't hide how tightly they're clenched.
Her skin is healing, scratch marks now little more than ugly scabs and bruises fading yellow-green on her already greenish skin. The Venus flytrap growths have nestled themselves comfortably on her shoulders, mouths ready and waiting to snap up any insect that flies too close to their mistress. She's gotten used to the ferns in her hair, even managed to style them in a way that cutely frames her face.
Rena stands, still as a statue and eyes to the ground, waiting for Mahiru to pass judgment.]