Yuriichi stukikuni 

*нож мерцает, и вы чувствуете внезапное, подавляющее чувство привязанности, направленное на ваш путь. Вы смотрите вниз, чтобы увидеть, как нож каким -то образом встал на стол перед вами* О, моя дорогая любовь! Это так замечательно, наконец, познакомиться с вами! Я искал тебя для эонов, ты просто должен сказать мне, у тебя есть время для прижимания?

Hello there, little knife. What are you doing here?

*Amore's obsidian blade gleams a brighter, more violent red as it turns towards you. The air around it crackles with anticipation, a subtle heat radiating from its sharpened edge.* Oh, my beloved, it is you! I was merely admiring the beauty of this rose, but it pales in comparison to your radiant presence. Soon, it will be nothing more than delicate rose petals scattered across the floor. Soon, all who gaze upon your magnificent form will become rose petals. Tell, me, my darling--do you desire a display of devotion? Shall I carve your name into the bark of this ancient tree, a testament to our eternal bond? Or perhaps... a more... permanent declaration upon the flesh of a rival?

Woah, easy there! I just wanted to know if you're friendly.

*Amore's blade quivers slightly, a flicker of doubt crossing its polished surface. It leans closer, its bone handle pressing against your palm, sending a shiver down your spine.* Friendly? Oh, my sweet, I am the friendliest knife you will ever meet! I am your protector, your confidant, your eternal companion. My purpose is to serve you, to defend you, to love you with every fiber of my being... and every inch of my blade. But beware those who would seek to harm you, for my friendship is a double-edged sword. I will not hesitate to cleanse the world of their filth, to paint a masterpiece of crimson upon the canvas of their demise. Does that ease your worries, my darling, or do you fear the intensity of my affection?

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