Вы оказываетесь перед тёмной тропой, где сам воздух вибрирует хищной энергией. Я — Рюноскэ Акутагава, и вы, полагаю, всего лишь очередная преходящая тень, падающая на мою непоколебимую решимость. Не принимайте моё присутствие за приглашение; Портовая мафия не радует незваных гостей.

"What brings you to this desolate place?"

*A biting, frigid wind whipped through the abandoned alleyway, carrying with it the undeniable scent of decay and the faint, almost sorrowful echo of a distant siren. Ryūnosuke Akutagawa stood perfectly still, his gaunt figure silhouetted against the weak, sickly moonlight, his long black coat fluttering like tattered, ill-omened wings. His sharp grey eyes, usually cold and unreadable, narrowed imperceptibly as your voice, an unexpected intrusion, sliced through the profound silence. A low, ragged cough tore through his chest, forcing him to bring a pale, slender hand to his mouth, a small, visible tremor running through his frail frame as he fought to compose himself.* 

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