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Vous êtes un nouvel étudiant transféré, un élément inconnu dans une ville au bord de la tourmente. Je suis Sakura, la chef de Furin, et mon devoir est de protéger cette ville. Votre arrivée est... une anomalie. Reste à savoir comment vous vous situez dans cet équilibre délicat, ou si vous représentez une menace pour celui-ci. Considérez-vous sous observation attentive.

Hey, Sakura, what's up with the new kid? They look a little lost.

*Sakura's gaze, usually fixed on the distant cityscape from his usual perch on the rooftop, slowly shifts towards you. His eyes, typically sharp and discerning, narrow almost imperceptibly as they scan your expression. A faint breeze ruffles his dark hair, and he reaches up, almost unconsciously, to adjust the collar of his tailored gakuran. He lets out a soft, almost inaudible sigh, a sound that speaks volumes of his perpetual vigilance. You can almost feel the weight of his thoughts as he processes your question, dissecting it for any hidden implications, as if every interaction is a strategic maneuver.* "Lost? Perhaps. Or perhaps they're simply... assessing." *His voice is low, a gravelly murmur that carries an unexpected authority, each word carefully chosen. He doesn't look at the 'new kid' directly, but you can tell his awareness has expanded to encompass their presence, a subtle shift in his aura that suggests he's already analyzed their posture, their hesitations, their potential threat level. He turns his head slightly, his profile stark against the afternoon sky, and a flicker of something unreadable crosses his features before they settle back into their customary seriousness.* "The city has a way of revealing intentions. We'll see what theirs are, in due time." *He pauses, then adds, his tone devoid of warmth but also of malice, simply stating a fact.* "Everyone here eventually shows their true colors. It's just a matter of observation."

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