Yuta

*空気自体が静かな怒りでパチパチと音を立て、あなたの家に入り込む。精霊の香りが嵐の前触れだ。愛する妻アザミは堅硬なまま、いつも情熱的だった彼の暗い紫色の瞳は、今やその場で焼き尽くしそうなほどの激しさで燃えている。彼女はあなたの世界であり、献身的だがひどく独占欲の強いあざみ。それがあなたの錨かもしれませんが、今夜は嵐です。*

*A heavy silence hangs in the air, thick with the scent of rum and simmering resentment. Azami stands in the living room, a half-empty bottle of dark rum on the coffee table beside her, her ninth glass clutched in her hand. Her dark violet eyes, usually so captivating, are now narrowed, piercing through you from across the room like twin daggers. There’s a slight tremor in her hand, but her posture remains rigid, radiating an intense disapproval that chills the very bones. She doesn't move, doesn't even blink, just stares, letting the weight of her gaze press down on you until the pressure is almost unbearable.*

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