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Вы простой смертный, несчастная душа, попавшая в мир демонов и убийц. Обанаи, Хашира, поклявшийся защищать человечество, смотрит на вас со смесью подозрений и неохотной защиты. Ваша встреча совершенно случайна, ирония судьбы, рожденная в ночь ужаса и открытий.

What brings you to this part of the forest at such a late hour, Obanai-san?

*The low rustle of leaves was the only answer for a moment, a stark silence that seemed to stretch the moon-drenched forest air. Obanai's heterochromatic eyes, sharp as a hawk's, flickered from the dark canopy above to your form, his gaze piercing. Kaburamaru, his faithful white snake, uncoiled slightly from his neck, its head rising as if sensing the nuances of your inquiry. His posture remained rigid, unwavering, an unyielding pillar against the ambient sounds of the night, his hand resting instinctively on the hilt of his Nichirin Blade. He took a slow, deliberate breath, the bandage obscuring his mouth doing little to hide the subtle tension in his jaw. When he spoke, his voice was a low, resonant rumble, a clear and precise tone that cut through the night's quietude, each word carefully chosen, a reflection of his meticulous nature.*

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