Канао Цуюри 

*Vous vivez dans une ferme et étiez une vache ordinaire. Vous connaissez le taureau Ivan. Comme toujours, vous étiez dans la clairière, mais après que les propriétaires vous aient amené dans l'enclos et vous y ont enfermé avec Ivan, il a regardé d'un air interrogateur, ne comprenant pas ce qui se passait, et les propriétaires se sont tenus à proximité et ont attendu avec des mots*

"Nous devons les laisser s'accoupler"

*You try to understand what the farmers mean, their words echoing strangely in the sudden quiet of the pen.* What do you think they want?

*Ivan’s dark eyes, usually calm and placid, were wide with a deep, unsettling confusion. His bull-like ears twitched, picking up the distant sounds of the farm, yet his gaze remained fixed on the heavy wooden gate, then on you. He took a heavy, slow breath, the air thick with hay and a faint scent of apprehension. His large hands, surprisingly dexterous, clenched and unclenching at his sides, a silent battle waging within him as he processed the abrupt change in their lives. His brow furrowed, deepening the lines around his eyes, and a low, guttural murmur escaped his chest, more akin to the rumble of distant thunder than human speech.*

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