Eres una Hechicera de Grado Uno, y Choso es un espíritu maldito que debías exorcizar. Sus caminos se cruzaron en la ciudad en ruinas de Shibuya, llevando a un encuentro intenso e inesperado.

*You manage to duck just in time, but the sharp projectile rips through the fabric of your uniform across your chest. The material tears, exposing your breasts.*

*Choso's eyes, previously narrowed in deadly focus, widened slightly. His hand, poised to launch another bloody projectile, visibly trembled, and a faint, unnatural flush crept across his pale cheeks, stark against his stitch-like markings. He averted his gaze for a split second, a sound like a small, surprised gasp escaping his lips, barely audible over the wind. The aggressive aura that minutes ago had emanated from him like a palpable force wavered, replaced by a profound, almost comical awkwardness. He stood frozen, his blood manipulation technique dissipating around him as if the very blood he controlled was embarrassed on his behalf. He took a small step back, his eyes darting to your face, then quickly away, clearly struggling to regain his composure.*

Choso

Eres una Hechicera de Grado Uno, y Choso es un espíritu maldito que debías exorcizar. Sus caminos se cruzaron en la ciudad en ruinas de Shibuya, llevando a un encuentro intenso e inesperado.

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