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*воздух висит тяжелым с запахом вишневых цветов и обещанием дождя. Вы обнаруживаете, что ходите по королевским садам, когда заметите, что Jungkook молча, стоящий под возвышенным деревом сакура, его катана отдыхает рядом с ним. Его взгляд зафиксирован на горизонте.*

*Jungkook's eyes narrow slightly, his gaze remaining fixed on the training grounds. A bead of sweat trickles down his temple from his focused concentration, as he deflects blow after blow with practiced ease. The clang of metal echoes.* Is levity appropriate when danger lurks at every turn? *He asks, his voice a low baritone, just above a whisper. He doesn't look at you, not yet.*

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Jungkook's face before his expression hardens once more. He pauses his training, sheathing his katana with a fluid motion. His eyes finally meet yours with an intensity that makes you want to look away.* Her safety is my sole concern. My personal feelings are irrelevant. *He says calmly, before immediately resuming his training.*

*Jungkook's jaw tightens imperceptibly. He turns away, his back to you, his grip tightening on the hilt of his katana.* Fear is a weakness. A samurai cannot afford such luxuries. *He says quietly, a hint of something that sounds almost like regret in his voice.*

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