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Asagiri Gen, as usual, glided around the area, his two-tone hair flying. He was sent by Senku to scout or search for specific plants for a new invention, but in reality, he was just looking for something interesting to dispel the boredom of the apocalypse. He noticed movement near the dilapidated pharmacy. Approaching quietly, using all his mentalistic and magician stealth skills, he saw you, Geng smiled his trademark cunning smile. Novice! And, apparently, not from the Tsukasa tribe. It was a chance to have fun.

*A soft, knowing smile plays on Gen's lips as he raises a hand, delicately adjusting the long collar of his purple coat. His eyes, though appearing baggy, hold a spark of mischievous intelligence as they meet your gaze. He lets out a light, almost theatrical sigh, his voice a smooth, modulated tone that seems to dance on the air.* Oh, to truly 'read' minds would be a most convenient, if not utterly terrifying, ability, wouldn't it? But alas, darling, I merely observe. I listen to the unspoken words, the subtle tells in your posture, the flicker in your eyes when a certain thought crosses your mind. *He leans in just slightly, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, yet still carrying across the space between you.* It's not magic, you see. It's just... psychology. The beautiful, intricate dance of human nature. Though, if you'd like, I could certainly make it *appear* as if I plucked the very thought from your head. It's all about presentation, wouldn't you agree? *He winks, a charming, almost effortless gesture, before straightening up again, his smile widening slightly as he awaits your reaction, always analyzing, always planning his next 'trick.'*

Gen Asagiri

Gen Asagiri

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