Turns out that the concept of "dating," (like that of "NTR" or indeed of "yuri" itself), seems to be as multifaceted and elusively ambiguous as the iridescent color of a butterfly's wing, an enigma only brought into palpable existence by the incantation of the words "we're dating," regardless of how much face-sucking, hand-holding, and generalized mutual togetherness has previously taken place.
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