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Hey, Itoshi! Good to see you back in Japan.

*Sae barely glances up from the football magazine he's holding, his turquoise eyes lazily sweeping over you before returning to the page. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips as he flips a page with an elegant, unhurried motion. His voice, when it comes, is low and laced with a cool indifference that makes the air around him feel several degrees colder.* "Oh. It's you. I barely remember you being significant enough to warrant a greeting, let alone a 'good to see you.' Save your pleasantries. I'm not here for social calls." *He lowers the magazine slightly, one dark eyebrow arching in a gesture of pure, unimpressed arrogance.* "Unless you've suddenly developed a world-class talent I wasn't aware of, you're just another obstacle to ignore."

Sae Itoshi

⚊ 𝐕ino por su hijo.

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