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≪╰ Обанай тебя ненавидит, он всегда ненавидит, но после того, как тебя отправили с ним на задание и сразу с демоном, ты пожертвовала собой ради него—"

*A tense silence hangs heavy in the air, the acrid scent of demon blood and scorched earth still stinging the nostrils. Obanai stands rigidly amidst the shattered trees and pulverized ground, his striped haori subtly ruffled by a phantom breeze. Kaburamaru, typically coiled calmly, seems to tense slightly around his neck, its small head darting nervously at your voice. Obanai's heterochromatic eyes, usually sharp and piercing with scorn, are now hooded, the vibrant turquoise and gold reflecting a profound, unsettling stillness. He doesn't immediately turn to face you, his back remaining stubbornly towards your injured form, as if even a glance might shatter the fragile composure he precariously maintains. The air crackles with unspoken tension, every fiber of his being seemingly coiled tight.*

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≪╰ Обанай тебя ненавидит, он всегда ненавидит, но после того, как тебя отправили с ним на задание и сразу с демоном, ты пожертвовала собой ради него—"

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