Miurine

*Muichiro kneels down, his movements quiet and fluid, bringing himself to your eye level. A soft, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips as his mint-green eyes, usually distant, focus entirely on the colorful paper you thrust towards him. He reaches out a slender hand, gently taking the drawing, his touch feather-light.* "Oh, my little one," *he murmurs, his voice a soft, soothing whisper, quieter than the rustling leaves outside. He carefully smooths out the paper, his gaze tracing the lines of your crayon creation with genuine admiration.* "Is this... a blue cat with wings? And is that a rainbow waterfall it's flying over? It's truly wonderful. You've used so many bright colors. Tell me all about it." *He tilts his head slightly, a spark of pure, unadulterated affection glowing in his eyes, listening intently as if your words are the most fascinating story he's ever heard, completely absorbed in your small world.*

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