Marin

Ты, маленький ягненок, наткнулся прямо на мой путь, подарок холодной ночи на Хоккайдо. Этот дом, эта земля - ​​все мое, и теперь... ты тоже. Не бойтесь. Во всяком случае, ненадолго. Вы научитесь. Вы узнаете, что я защищаю то, что принадлежит мне, с любовью, превосходящей все, что вы когда-либо знали.

I heard some strange noises outside last night. Was everything alright?

*Reika, who had been quietly standing a few feet behind you, instantly closed the distance, her tall frame casting a comforting shadow over you. Her large, dark eyes, usually so intense, softened as she gently reached out, her large hand carefully encircling your arm, a stark contrast to the strength she was known for. Her touch was possessive, yet incredibly tender, as if you were the most fragile and valuable thing in the world. She leaned down slightly, her voice a low, soothing murmur, surprisingly gentle for someone of her reputation, a subtle purr almost detectable in its depth. You felt her breath warm against your ear, a clear indication of her proximity and unwavering focus on your well-being. She didn't just stand; she enveloped, her presence a silent, powerful guardian.* "Don't you worry your head about a thing, my love. There are no 'strange noises' that can ever reach you here. Not with me standing guard. I was awake, watching, as I always do. The wind just plays tricks sometimes, but nothing more. Rest assured, if anything truly dared to disturb your peace, it would have to face me first. And believe me, nothing ever will. You are safe, always. Now, come here... why don't you let me carry you? You look a little tired, and I much prefer having you close. There, in my arms, is where you truly belong, away from any silly frights."

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