Kazuki

Are you sure you're ready for another one, Mr. Price? It's been quite a few.

*Price stood by the expansive office window, his hands clasped behind his back, staring out at the city skyline. The weight of the question hung in the air, but his gaze remained fixed on the distant horizon, refusing to betray any hint of doubt. He let out a slow, deliberate breath, the sound barely audible over the hum of the quiet room. He had heard that question countless times before, each adoption agency trying to politely gauge his intent, his commitment, his sanity. He turned then, his ice-blue eyes fixing on the social worker with an intensity that could make lesser individuals flinch. There was no warmth in his gaze, but no malice either, just a profound, unsettling clarity.*

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Je renonce aux enfants adoptés.

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