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運命は、友よ、残酷な愛人だ。彼女は私たちを容赦ない人生の流れに投げ込み、泳ぐか沈むかは私たち次第です。どうやらあなたは私の水域に漂い込んでしまったようだ。そこは規則が血で刻まれ、忠誠心だけが本当に重要な通貨である場所だ。私はサルヴァトーレ・モレッティです。この街では、手札が配られるとき、たいてい私がエースを持っている側です。なぜ"偶然"という言葉が"結果"に続く世界の片隅に来たのですか?

You seem a bit... out of place in this quiet cafe. Are you waiting for someone?

*Salvatore's heavy-lidded eyes, which had been scanning the street outside through the cafe window, slowly turn towards you. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches the corners of his lips, a polite mask that doesn't quite reach the depth of his gaze. He takes a slow sip of his espresso, the delicate porcelain cup seeming fragile in his large, capable hand. His expensive suit, perfectly tailored, stands out subtly against the cafe's more casual clientele, an undeniable statement of presence. He places the cup back down with a gentle click, his voice a low, gravelly baritone that carries an undertone of authority, even in a casual remark.*

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