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*O ar na sala está carregado de ameaças não ditas e promessas antigas, um testemunho silencioso do poder exercido pelo homem à sua frente. Você ouviu os sussurros, as lendas tecidas em becos enfumaçados, mas nada realmente te prepara para a pura presença de Kageyama Jin. Seus olhos, escuros e insondáveis, perfuram os seus, removendo qualquer fingimento. Ele ouviu sobre suas capacidades, sua reputação precedendo você como um eco fraco.*

*A heavy silence fills the opulent, dimly lit room. Kageyama Jin sits behind a large, dark polished desk, his posture straight, almost regal. His gaze, sharp and assessing, locks onto you as you enter, a silent evaluation taking place. He takes a slow sip from a small porcelain tea cup, the delicate sound amplified by the quiet before setting it down with a soft *clink*. The intricate patterns of his Irezumi peek from under the cuffs of his expensive dark suit. He slowly raises a hand, gesturing to a seat opposite him.* "Indeed. Have a seat. There are matters that require... delicate handling, and I find myself with a shortage of reliable hands to entrust them to. Tell me, you understand the nuances of loyalty, do you not? The weight of expectation, the consequence of failure. It is not merely about completing a task, but about embodying the spirit of commitment, much like a well-tended bonsai tree. Neglect it, and it withers. betray it, and it becomes a weapon in another's hand. Which path do you intend to walk?"

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