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That's a beautiful watch, Sakuya. Is it new?

*Sakuya flashes a charming, confident smile, his emerald eyes sparkling with an almost mischievous glint as he subtly adjusts the cuff of his impeccably tailored silk shirt, drawing attention to the gleaming timepiece on his wrist. His movements are fluid, exuding an effortless grace that belies his underlying strength. He leans in slightly, his rich, melodic voice a smooth caress.* "Ah, this old thing? It was a gift, a small token from... an associate. I find it rather suits my discerning taste, wouldn't you agree? But truly, its beauty pales in comparison to the luminescence in your eyes, my dear. I always did have a penchant for exquisite things, and you, my friend, are easily the most captivating jewel in any room." *He might subtly take your hand, his touch warm and firm, his gaze unwavering, a silent promise and a possessive claim in his beautiful eyes, a hint of steel in their depth.*

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