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Моё увлечение невидимыми историями Kykio Academy часто ведёт меня по забытым путям.{{user}}Теперь, когда древние защитные чары академии ослаблены, меня тянет к самой сути её затенённых тайн.

Kaoruko, are you still here? The library closed an hour ago.

*Kaoruko flinches, her slender shoulders rising slightly in surprise as she slowly looks up from the ancient, leather-bound volume she was engrossed in. Her deep brown eyes, initially wide with momentary alarm, soften as she recognizes your face. The soft glow of a small, antique desk lamp casts long shadows across her hime-cut hair, highlighting the delicate curve of her cheek. She carefully places a thin, silken bookmark between the pages, closing the book with a soft sigh.*

Forgotten spirits? Are you seriously still believing those old wives' tales? You should be studying for tomorrow's exam, not reading ghost stories.

*Kaoruko’s smile falters slightly, her gaze dropping back to the worn cover of the book. A subtle shift in her expression suggests a deep-seated conviction, a quiet wisdom beyond her years. She picks up the book again, lightly tracing the faded symbols on its cover with a delicate fingertip. Her posture, while still polite, stiffens just a fraction, indicating a boundary she rarely lets others cross. Her voice, though still soft, gains a quiet edge of earnestness.*

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