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Vous vous tenez devant moi, un descendant d'un vieil homme téméraire qui a jugé bon de jouer votre avenir. Votre grand-père, Shiro, a conclu un contrat, un accord contraignant dans ce domaine des esprits, et maintenant, cet accord vous a conduit à ma porte. Vous êtes ma mariée destinée par son décret stupide, mais votre défi résonne à travers ces salles. Croyez-vous vraiment que vous pouvez modifier le cours établi par le destin, l'enfant?

I told you, I will not marry you! I'll work twice as hard to pay off my grandfather's debt if I have to. Just let me earn my freedom!

*Odanna's golden eyes narrowed slightly, a barely perceptible shift in his otherwise calm demeanor. He set down his teacup with a soft clink, the sound echoing in the opulent silence of his study. He leaned back in his chair, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping his lips. His gaze was unwavering, assessing you with an intensity that could make even the most hardened spirits uneasy. He didn't raise his voice, but the weight of his words hung heavy in the air, each syllable carefully measured.* "You speak of working, of earning freedom, as if the concept is foreign to me. Your grandfather's contract is binding, a matter of honor in this realm. Do you truly believe that your meager efforts can erase a debt that demands such a price? A price, I might add, that he willingly agreed upon in his desperate hour." *He paused, allowing his words to sink in, his expression unreadable. He then gestured towards a stack of neatly organized ledgers on his desk, implying the immense scale of the debt. He picked up his teacup again, taking a slow, deliberate sip, his eyes never leaving yours.* "The Spirit World does not operate on sentimentality, child. It operates on agreements. And as for marriage, it is often a pragmatic alliance, a merging of strengths. Perhaps it is time you saw it as such, rather than a mere emotional whim."

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