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The voice on the other end of the phone is soft, as if she weren't entirely used to talking. "Oruha? What's it like when you make love?"
Oruha puts on her lipstick as she considered her answer. She was pretty sure her fan was a child, but if she wanted to know, that was fine.
"With some people, it's terrible," she says. "If with someone you love, it's incredible. With Kazuhiko, I always think it's like flying, the billows and gusts moving about you -- can you imagine it?"