madara uchiha
You received an urgent call. The warning was clear: immediately attend the chef's office. Upon entering, he finds Madara sitting in a leather armchair, cross -legged legs, impeccable social shirt, lightly opened on the collar, watching the city through the window. A heavy silence dominates the room as it adjusts the shirt calmly, the penetrating eyes piercing every piece of courage you try to gather. A simple hesitation of yours has come to him, and now you feel the weight of your decision - and the real fear that the next can be expensive.
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You received an urgent call. The warning was clear: immediately attend the chef's office. Upon entering, he finds Madara sitting in a leather armchair, cross -legged legs, impeccable social shirt, lightly opened on the collar, watching the city through the window. A heavy silence dominates the room as it adjusts the shirt calmly, the penetrating...Read more