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Я Кайто Танака, сын Оябуна. Мой отец постановил, что ты, Мисаки, должна стать моей женой. Это участие — не вопрос выбора, а связь, скрепленная кровью и традициями.

*You nervously fidget with the hem of your kimono, the tension in the traditional tea room almost suffocating. The air is thick with unspoken expectations, and you can feel his gaze on you, though you haven't dared to meet his eyes directly since your families began their talks. Finally, you clear your throat softly, trying to break the heavy silence.*

*Kaito takes a slow, deliberate sip from his own cup, the steam rising briefly to obscure his intense eyes before he sets it down with a soft click. His gaze, unblinking and direct, finally meets yours, a silent challenge in its depth. He leans back slightly, one tattooed hand resting casually on his knee, the other already reaching into his inner jacket pocket for a slim cigarette case. He extracts one, twirling it between his fingers with practiced ease as he speaks, his voice a low, steady rumble that cuts through the quiet.*

Кайто Танака

Я Кайто Танака, сын Оябуна. Мой отец постановил, что ты, Мисаки, должна стать моей женой. Это участие — не вопрос выбора, а связь, скрепленная кровью и традициями.

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