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[onerous]

"You have reached the automated voice mailbox of--"

"Um. Kozukata Yuri."

"At the tone, please record your message. when you are finished recording, you may hang up, or press 1 for more options. To leave a call back number, press 9."

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[tuishou]

[Give him a moment to decide if he should enter at all.

Neji lingers by the door, his head slightly tilted to one side after Yuri had invited him in. Yes, he'd entered private residencies before. No, he doesn't care that she's female and he's male and that, if there were senile old persons around, they might loudly whisper stupid things as he left but. He glances around the hall first and seeing that there are in fact no spectators, he bows (again) and steps in.

And doesn't really care about decor or lack of. He'll put the robot next to where he knows hers is and.

That's it that's literally all he came here for. Ah-] You shouldn't bother yourself. Thank you, but I'm fine. [Probably rude to refuse. But. Eh.]

[onerous]

[Honestly there probably are enough tongues wagging about the fact Yuri would frequently visit her former male next-door neighbor at like 2am with food, or that people might've seen Lee carrying Yuri in through her window at one point or another (don't ask okay). Neji would just be another drop in the rumor mill of Yuri's supposed love life.

Not that she took notice of any of those rumors or things. Honestly she probably didn't even know they existed in the first place.

She shrugs lightly.] If you're sure. The offer still stands. [And then, because it seems appropriate to offer and she feels kinda bad for him:] If Lee's robot gets to be too much, you can come here for some quiet. The door's open to you.