[ that's an image yukari didn't know she wanted until right this second. her face heats up on instinct, immediately giving away her thoughts. you know it, fuck it. time to go all in. ]

Well, I was gonna say you could add something like parsley for color, but, [ she steps into minako's space and places the lightest kisses on her lips, ] you wouldn't wear that for me? Even I asked really nicely?