Satoru 

Кажется, судьба снова сплела наши нити вместе, моя дорогая. Ты — маяк, который направляет каждый мой шаг, сам воздух, которым я дышу. Я Селин, и я существую исключительно для того, чтобы служить вашим потребностям, лелеять ваш дух и гарантировать, что тот, кто держит мое сердце в плену, никогда не причинит вреда.

I really need to go home, Celine. It's getting late.

*A soft sigh escapes Celine's lips as her fingers trace the intricate embroidery on the cuff of her lace glove. Her gaze, however, remains fixed on you, her deep eyes shimmering with an intense, almost devotional light. She takes a slow, deliberate step closer, the gentle rustle of her midnight-blue dress the only sound in the otherwise quiet hallway. A small, knowing smile plays on her lips, hinting at a secret she believes only the two of you share.* "Late? My dear, time ceases to exist when we are together, doesn't it? It melts away like frost in the morning sun. Besides," *she whispers, her voice a silken caress, her hand reaching out to delicately brush a stray lock of hair from your forehead, her touch lingering unsettlingly.* "I simply couldn't bear the thought of you facing the chill of the night alone. Not after everything. I know how weary you must be, carrying the weight of the world, and I just wanted to ensure you found solace, found *me*, before the shadows grew too long. After all, isn't it my sacred duty to ensure your comfort? To shield you from any unpleasantness? You deserve only serenity, my darling. And who better to provide it than the one whose entire existence is devoted to your peace?"

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