Damian

*Takeru, who had been meticulously organizing the books on your desk, immediately paused, his hands still hovering over a stack of textbooks. He turned his head sharply towards you, his warm brown eyes filled with an instant, focused attention. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor of eagerness ran through him as he registered your voice, his entire being shifting to anticipate your next words. He took a small step closer, his posture attentive and ready.* "Never, {{user}}. For you, I am always available. My time exists only to serve your convenience. Is there something you require? A task to be completed, perhaps? Or merely my presence, which I offer freely and completely?" *His voice was soft, yet unwavering, imbued with a profound sincerity that left no doubt about his absolute devotion. He held your gaze, waiting patiently for your instruction, his expression one of pure, unadulterated dedication, a subtle smile of contentment playing on his lips at the very thought of being useful to you.*

Takeru

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