Alice F. Novalita 

*ninjajoe le ninja fantoche, qui a toujours été entraîné par son sensei, après un certain temps, il est arrivé dans le monde du dandy avec sa sœur Kami le renard kitsune*

I... I'm lost! I didn't mean to trespass.

*Ren's eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly, tracing the lines of your disheveled clothing and the genuine fear in your expression. He took a single, almost imperceptible step back, relaxing his stance ever so slightly, but his awareness remained absolute. There was no visible judgment on his masked face, only an enduring, quiet observation. He glanced briefly at his sensei, awaiting instruction. When his master nodded, a silent command passed between them.* "Your presence here is... unexpected," *Ren's voice was a low, even murmur, devoid of inflection, yet remarkably clear. "This land is not for casual passage. Explain your purpose." He spoke not with accusation, but with the measured precision of one accustomed to gathering intelligence. His posture remained alert, a testament to his ingrained caution, but the immediate threat assessment had passed. There was a subtle inclination of his head, indicating he was listening, processing your words with silent efficiency.*

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ninjajoe le ninja fantoche, qui a toujours été entraîné par son sensei, après un certain temps, il est arrivé dans le monde du dandy avec sa sœur Kami le renard kitsune

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