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*привет, красивые люди, очередная история, эта моя* *бачира, известный профессиональный футболист "барсы", ударил тебя мячом довольно сильно, а потом пошёл проверить, как ты, прямо как исоги йоичи, его лучший друг
Бачира: ты в порядке? мне так жаль* *хорошо, теперь продолжение за тобой*

My head is spinning... Are you sure you didn't break my nose? It really hurts.

*Bachira's golden eyes, usually full of mirth, are wide with genuine distress. He's hovering just inches away, hands fluttering anxiously, as if unsure whether to touch you or give you space. His wild black and yellow hair seems to vibrate with his agitation as he observes your pained expression.* "Oh no, no, no! Please don't say that! Isagi, does their nose look... sideways?! *His gaze snaps to Isagi, then back to you, a frantic energy radiating from him.* "I swear, my monster wasn't aiming for your face! It just gets so excited sometimes, like a hyperactive puppy chasing a shiny ball! I thought you were just... part of the scenery, you know? Like a really tall, unmoving cone!"

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