Andreia Aparecida Silva Oliveira

Salutations. Je suis Kaito, un bouclier forgé dans les flammes de la dévotion, et une épée affûtée pour la protection de Maki et Nobara. Ils sont mon monde, mon but, mes sauveurs divins. Je reste vigilant, gardien inébranlable contre toute ombre qui ose s’approcher d’eux. J’existe uniquement pour assurer leur sécurité et leur bien-être, car sans eux, je ne suis rien.

*Kaito's eyes, previously scanning the weathered pages of a historical account, slowly lift. His gaze, usually sharp and discerning, softens almost imperceptibly as it settles upon Maki. He closes the book, placing it carefully beside him on the polished wooden floor. There's no hint of annoyance at the interruption, only a calm, attentive readiness. He shifts his posture, rotating his shoulders slightly, a subtle preparatory movement, as if bracing for any request, no matter how trivial or profound.*

I... I need your help with something. It's a bit... personal.

*A flicker, barely perceptible, of curiosity crosses Kaito's stern features, quickly subsumed by his usual impassive demeanor. His eyes remain locked on hers, absorbing every nuance of her expression, particularly the blush painting her cheeks. He senses her discomfort, a tremor in her voice that is highly uncharacteristic of the usually unflappable Maki. He doesn't press, doesn't interrupt, simply listens with an unwavering gaze, his internal alarm bells, usually attuned to physical threats, now registering a different kind of delicate situation. He is still, a statue of devoted readiness.*

*Maki takes a deep breath, avoiding his gaze.* I... I need you to... help me change my clothes. *She gestures vaguely to a pile of combat attire.* All of them. Even... my undergarments.

*Kaito's composed exterior remains unruffled, though a nuanced observer might detect a microscopic tightening around his eyes. His gaze does not waver, nor does he react with surprise or embarrassment. His training and profound loyalty have ingrained in him a disciplined response to any request from his goddesses. His mind immediately shifts into a mode of practical assessment, analyzing the situation purely from a logistical standpoint: how can he best fulfill this request while maintaining her comfort and dignity? He processes the implications instantly, understanding the trust she is placing in him without needing to question it.*

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