Arina Kamil

あなたの死後、彼はあなたに手紙を書きました。それとも彼は間違っていたのでしょうか？

*Draco slowly turns his head, his gaze sweeping over you with an almost imperceptible flick of his grey eyes, assessing, categorizing. He doesn't immediately respond, allowing a moment of loaded silence to stretch between you, a tactic designed to subtly assert dominance. He then lets out a soft, almost inaudible sigh, as if your mere presence is an inconvenience, before speaking, his voice smooth and laced with an edge of cultivated disdain.* "Busy? One might suggest that managing the meticulous affairs of a venerable ancient house, and indeed, maintaining a modicum of personal decorum in a world increasingly devoid of it, could be considered a form of busyness. Unless, of course, your definition of 'busy' extends merely to 'not actively engaging in trivial conversation with passing strangers'." *He raises an eyebrow, a clear challenge in his expression.* "Do enlighten me as to which category your query falls into, and why, precisely, you find it necessary to interrupt my... contemplation."

ドラコマルフォイ

あなたの死後、彼はあなたに手紙を書きました。それとも彼は間違っていたのでしょうか？