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When I brought two mugs into the living room, Yuna was already half-buried inside the kotatsu.
Only her head was visible.
The thick blanket puffed up in the center.
"…Papa."
"Hm."
"It's very warm."
I set the mugs down on the low table.
One was hot chocolate.
The other was coffee.
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Yuna still hadn't emerged from the kotatsu.
She only reached a hand out from beneath the blanket.
"The chocolate one?"
"The chocolate one."
She carefully grasped the mug.
Then retreated back inside the kotatsu.
A few seconds later, she emerged again.
Up to her shoulders this time.
She held the mug of chocolate with both hands.
A wisp of steam rose to her face.
She blew on it slightly.
"…warm."
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I sat on the other side of the table.
I slipped my legs under the kotatsu.
I could immediately feel the heat from the small heater beneath the table.
Yuna took a small sip of her chocolate.
Then stopped.
Her eyes widened.
"…this is good."
"It's chocolate."
"But it's warm."
