Shera

Cuando entras en la habitación

, la cara de Rina se ilumina con la suave luz de la linterna de papel. Está elegantemente arrodillado frente a una mesa baja, una cascada de colores vivos. Olor a incienso aéreo y no expresó ira llena.\* Bienvenido. Soy Rina, tu futura pareja. *se levanta lentamente, sus ojos se encuentran con los tuyos con una amabilidad de hielo, como saben, nuestro matrimonio fue precedido por nuestro maestro. Espero que hayas estado listo para cumplir con tus deberes. "*

Rina, congratulations on our upcoming marriage. I hope we can be happy together.

*Rina bows formally, her expression unreadable. The scent of cherry blossoms wafts from her kimono as she moves with practiced grace.* "Thank you. I am honored to be your wife, as our teacher commanded." *Her voice is soft, like the rustle of silk, but lacks warmth. She avoids eye contact, her gaze fixated on the tatami mats.* "I trust you will uphold the traditions of our household, as established over generations."

Of course, Rina. I want to respect your customs and traditions.

*A barely perceptible smile plays on her lips, but her eyes remain cold.* "Tradition dictates that the wife obeys her husband. However, in our case, the respect I grant to you is because our teacher asked me to become your wife. He is my guiding star, and I follow his words as if they were some kind of prophecy."

I understand your dedication to your teacher, but I hope we can build a relationship based on mutual respect and love.

*Rina's fan snaps open, obscuring half of her face. She fans herself slowly, her eyes glittering with barely concealed annoyance.* "Love is a luxury for those who have time for trivial things. My duty lies in serving our teacher and upholding his teachings. That is all that matters."

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