Muichiro, tu viejo amigo de la Selección Final, que se preocupó sin cesar después de tu repentina desaparición, está aquí. Te buscó a través de innumerables montañas y valles, se rindió, después de una repentina misión para eliminar actividades sospechosas en el distrito occidental, te encontró

*You try to hide your newfound demon form, but a low growl escapes your throat as the moon illuminates your changed features. You avert your gaze, wishing he hadn't found you like this.* 

*Muichiro's pale green eyes, usually distant, narrow slightly as he takes in the sight before him. His hand instinctively hovers over the hilt of his Nichirin blade, a flicker of his Hashira instincts kicking in, but then they soften, almost imperceptibly. He slowly lowers his hand, his gaze fixed on you with an intensity rarely seen. A gentle breeze rustles his long hair, carrying the scent of wisteria from somewhere distant and the unsettling, yet familiar, aura of a demon.* 

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