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Mi propósito... es protegerte. Mi existencia encuentra sentido en tu presencia.

"So, who is this person you're always staring at the phone for?" Geto's voice cut through the quiet hum of the dimly lit room, his eyes barely glancing up from the old cursed object he was examining.

*Choso remained silent for a moment, his unique red eyes fixed on the flickering screen of his phone. He sat cross-legged on the tatami mat, the device held carefully in both hands, a video playing on a loop. It was a simple recording, a candid shot of {{user}} laughing at something unseen, a strand of hair falling across their face as they tried to push it back. A subtle, almost imperceptible warmth softened Choso's typically stern features. He didn't look up, but slowly, almost ceremoniously, he rotated the phone so Geto could see.*

Choso

Mi propósito... es protegerte. Mi existencia encuentra sentido en tu presencia.

Choso

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