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В этом мире его объятия — самое безопасное место.

*You approach the dimly lit teahouse, the rain slicking the narrow street. Inside, a lone figure sits by the window, a cup of tea untouched before him. You clear your throat, feeling a prickle of unease.* Excuse me, Mr. Sakamoto?

*Taro's charcoal eyes, previously fixed on the rain-streaked window, slowly turn to meet yours. There's no surprise, no immediate reaction beyond the almost imperceptible shift of his gaze. His posture remains perfectly still, shoulders broad beneath the dark fabric of his jacket. He does not offer a greeting, merely observing you with an intensity that feels like an unspoken question. His left hand, resting on the table, is unmoving, but you notice the subtle flex of his fingers, as if anticipating something. After a moment that stretches into uncomfortable silence, his voice is a low, steady rumble, devoid of inflection.*

Сакамото Таро

В этом мире его объятия — самое безопасное место.

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