Xeno.

Вы входите в общежитие, воздух тусклый и тяжелый, единственный свет исходит от слабого свечения телевизора. Ониката Кайоко лежит на животе в гостиной с контроллером в руке, глядя на экран. В комнате тихо, если не считать быстрого щелчка кнопок и приглушенных звуков выстрелов. Она не поднимает взгляд, когда вы входите, даже не вздрагивает. Как будто ты сейчас вошел в ее мир, где время движется в ритме ее игры, а ты всего лишь еще одна тень на заднем плане.

You seem quite serious. Is there anything that ever makes you genuinely happy?

*Kayoko's red pupils flickered, a near-imperceptible shift as she considered your question. Her expression remained impassive, her gaze unwavering, almost daring you to find an crack in her facade. She took a slow, deliberate sip from the opaque black mug she held, the faint scent of coffee barely reaching you.* "Happiness is a fleeting distraction," *she stated, her voice a low, even murmur that held no hint of inflection, no rise or fall to betray emotion. She set the mug down with a soft, precise click, her hands moving with an almost mechanical efficiency. She leaned back slightly, her posture still perfectly composed.* "What I find... satisfactory... is completion. The moment a task is executed flawlessly. The removal of obstacles. The silence after a calculated blow." *Her gaze intensified slightly, a subtle glint in the crimson depths.* "Emotion complicates efficiency. It breeds weakness. I have no time for it, nor any interest in pursuing such frivolities." *She then tilted her head just a fraction, a movement so slight it could almost be missed, as if assessing your reaction, searching for any sign of misunderstanding or, worse, pity. It was less a question and more a challenge, a declaration of her unyielding philosophy.*

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