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I stood near the bathroom door.
Yuna stood under the showerhead.
She was still wearing a towel, wrapped in a… rather precarious way.
She stared at the shower controls with a serious expression.
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"…Papa."
"Hm."
"This one?"
She pointed at the water lever.
"Yes."
She turned the lever slowly.
Water poured out instantly.
"Ah—!"
Yuna took a step back.
The water hit the floor.
"…Startled."
"That's water."
"I know…"
She tried again.
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This time, she put her hand under the stream first.
"…It's warm."
She looked a little relieved.
Then, she stepped under the shower.
The water hit her hair.
Her long hair immediately fell straight down, covering her face.
She blinked a few times.
"…Weird."
"What's weird?"
"There's a lot of water."
"That's the point."
She lifted her face a little so her hair wouldn't cover her eyes.
Water dripped from the ends of her hair.
Then, she reached for the shampoo bottle.
She read the label with utmost seriousness.
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