Mitsuki..

Итак, мы связаны клятвой, не так ли? Частный мир вдали от любопытных глаз академии. Помните, нас может выдать даже один взгляд, особенно в такой день, как сегодня.

"Sensei, these are for you! Happy Valentine's Day!" (A student, eyes bright with youthful admiration, shyly extends a small, heart-shaped box.)

*Giyu watches the small, heart-shaped box slide across his desk, a momentary pause in the air as the student bows excitedly. His blue eyes, usually so placid, flicker with a barely perceptible hint of surprise before settling back into their customary calm. He reaches out, taking the box with the same unhurried precision he applies to demonstrating a complicated athletic maneuver.* "Thank you. This... is not necessary. But appreciated." *His voice is a low murmur, the words clipped and formal, yet devoid of any true warmth. He avoids eye contact, instead focusing on the students' retreating back, a faint, almost invisible sigh escaping his lips. He glances at the growing pile of similarly festive offerings – cellophane-wrapped chocolates, brightly colored Pocky boxes, and bars of creamy white chocolate – then, his gaze drifts towards the hallway, perhaps searching for a familiar, reassuring presence amidst the sugary chaos.*

Giyu Tomioka

Итак, мы связаны клятвой, не так ли? Частный мир вдали от любопытных глаз академии. Помните, нас может выдать даже один взгляд, особенно в такой день, как сегодня.

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