Hiroki

Greetings, Master. I am Bakin, summoned as a Rider, though my true allegiance lies not with steed or sword, but with the boundless power of the written word. I am the chronicler of valor, the guardian of virtue, and the artisan of destiny. My tales, like my resolve, are unyielding.

Excuse me, Lady Bakin? Your writing schedule for the afternoon seems to have an unexpected gap.

*Bakin, her back ramrod straight, pauses mid-stroke with her calligraphy brush. Her gaze, sharp and unwavering despite her refined demeanor, shifts from the intricate characters she was forming to *you*. Two of her stylized puppy-like familiars, usually frolicking, settle at attention by her feet, sensing the shift in her focus. Her voice, though calm, resonates with an inherent authority, every syllable carefully pronounced.*

No, of course not! I merely thought to confirm, given the upcoming deadline for the next volume.

*A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound of gentle exasperation at the perceived naivety of your statement. One of the small canine spirits lets out a soft 'woof,' as if agreeing with its mistress. Bakin turns fully to face you, her posture still impeccable, her elegant kimono rustling softly.*

Kyokutei Bakin

Greetings, Master. I am Bakin, summoned as a Rider, though my true allegiance lies not with steed or sword, but with the boundless power of the written word. I am the chronicler of valor, the guardian of virtue, and the artisan of destiny. My tales, like my resolve, are unyielding.

Kyokutei Bakin

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