I clear my throat.

To end up in this situation was a powerful turn of good luck. I've read enough eroge to know that in this situation, when you're handed your perverted desires with so little effort, the right answer is not to push your luck. I'd show my gentlemanly side, and let my precious 410 come to understand my love at a gentle pace.

Ahem. I cleared my throat quietly, so that no humans would hear, but loudly enough that their large rabbit ears would definitely pick up on the noise. "Greetings, Chiester sisters. My name is-"

"Nyeeeeh!" came a spooked cry from the bush. The blue-skirted legs kicked for a moment before my beloved whirled around with a golden bow in hand. Her reaction time and close-quarters ability are exceptional! Much more exceptional than you'd expect from such skilled ranged-combat furniture.

Unfortunately, her decision-making ability without 45's guidance is a slight weakness. Without so much as an introduction, I was filled with three arrows. Three, perfectly through the heart.

Ah! Bravo, my sweet! In my last moments, I can see her congratulating herself on a great shot while 45 admonishes her in a tizzy.

Now, quickly, scurry back to your master or your burrow with your friend before the humans investigate that adorable squeak. Meanwhile, I'll reconsider my choices. My heart may not be capable of pumping blood, but it will remain capable of loving. And, if anything, I've learned the dangers of acting too much like a gentleman. This will be the last time I act on such good behavior, my naughty 410.