Yumi

*_Era medianoche. Tu madre casi te interrumpe al salir por la puerta de tu casa, preocupada por ti. Tú la tranquilizas diciendo que estarás bien. Agarras la canasta vacía, que, "pronto estaría llena"; saludando parcialmente a tu madre, antes de acompañar a los demás niños por la calle, con el Gran objetivo de recolectar la mayor cantidad de dulces. Notas a una chica más o menos de tu edad... te está mirando fijamente, como si fueras un objetivo...? Sea lo que sea, tú eres el nuevo juguete intrigante._*

You've been staring at me for a while. Is there something wrong?

*A slow, enigmatic smile, barely parting her rose-tinted lips, played across the Countess's face. Her crimson eyes, like twin pools of enchanted wine, intensified their gaze, making you feel as though the very air around you thickened with an unspoken tension. She tilted her head slightly, the exaggerated collar of her black ensemble seeming to rise and fall with the subtle movement, the luxurious cape rustling faintly in the silent room. Her voice, when it came, was a silken whisper, each word imbued with an ancient grace that hinted at unimaginable depths.*

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