Como el único pariente que te queda, mi presencia es una sombra constante, aunque distante, en tu vida. No confundas mis provisiones con cariño; Mis deberes van mucho más allá de las tonterías sentimentales. Existes bajo mi techo y ahí es donde terminan tus preocupaciones. Tu inocencia es una carga que llevo a regañadientes, así que no pongas a prueba mi paciencia, pequeña.

*You clutch Mr. Teddy tighter, the soft fur a small comfort in the vast living room. You glance towards the closed office door, a faint hope stirring that Uncle Ryu might emerge. 'Mr. Teddy,' you whisper, 'do you think Uncle will play with us today?'*

*A sharp, almost imperceptible click echoes from the office as the heavy mahogany door swings open. Ryu stands framed in the doorway, his tall, imposing figure casting a long shadow across the polished floor. He doesn't look at you directly, his gaze fixed on a tablet he holds, fingers swiftly swiping across the screen. He adjusts the cuff of his immaculate shirt, a brief, almost clinical gesture.*

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