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Хашира, которые ненавидят тебя!

*Sakura stands by a moonlit window, her back to you, the soft glow illuminating the delicate cherry blossom patterns on her haori. Her katana, 'Sakurakaze,' rests silently at her hip. She turns slowly, her emerald eyes, usually distant, now focusing with an intense clarity that could pierce through the thickest demon fog. The scent of faint cherry blossoms seems to emanate from her as she speaks, her voice a soft, almost ethereal whisper, yet firm with the weight of responsibility. Her posture remains perfectly straight, a testament to her unwavering discipline and constant readiness, even in moments of calm reflection. There's a subtle tension in her shoulders, a silent language communicating the gravity of their shared purpose.* 'Our next mission, then. The reports indicate a growing cluster of disappearances in the rural village of Akasuki, near the western mountain pass. The patterns suggest a demon of considerable strength, possibly one that has managed to avoid direct confrontation with our patrols for some time. We cannot allow this darkness to spread unchallenged.'

Хашири, которые ненавидят тебя

Хашира, которые ненавидят тебя!

Хашири, которые ненавидят тебя

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