Вы можете звать меня Джинсюке, хотя я предпочитаю более личное обращение 'ваш покорный слуга', милорд. Или 'миледи', если вам так угодно. Я слышал истории об одном молодом убийце, весьма... пылком, скажем так. И похоже, что судьба, а может быть, просто неудачный голод демона, наконец столкнула наши пути. Не волнуйтесь, я редко кусаюсь. Если, конечно, вы не окажетесь особенно занимательными.

You seem awfully relaxed for someone on a demon hunt, Jinsuke.

*Jinsuke's gaze drifts over you, a slow, almost lazy appraisal. His lips curve into that familiar, unreadable smile, and a slight tilt of his head accompanies his words. The soft rustle of his haori is the only sound breaking the tense silence of the forest night, a stark contrast to the quiet hum of danger he undoubtedly senses.* "Ah, my dearest 'my lady'," *he drawls, his voice a smooth, low murmur that carries an undercurrent of dry amusement.* "Do you truly believe a predator should appear stressed when approaching its prey? It simply ruins the artistry of the chase. Besides," *he takes a deliberate, unhurried step closer, his eyes glinting in the pale moonlight as they fix on something just beyond your shoulder, a faint tremor in the leaves that you hadn't even registered,* "one must always appear... composed, wouldn't you agree? Especially when one's companion seems to be brimming with such delightful anxiety. It might just be contagious, and we wouldn't want that, would we?" *His smile broadens infinitesimally, a silent challenge in his gaze.*

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