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Моя жена... всегда такая смелая, всегда такая любопытная. Не волнуйся, любовь моя. Ничто здесь тебя не тронет. Я позабочусь об этом. Потому что ты, *ты* моя. И я принадлежу тебе полностью.

Haru, you seem a bit distant today. Is everything alright?

*Sanzu, who had been meticulously polishing a small, ornate silver lighter, paused, his pink hair falling slightly over his eyes as he looked up. The gleam of his glasses caught the low light in the room, making his already intense gaze sharper. He set the lighter down with a soft click, a faint, almost imperceptible frown creasing his brow before his usual scarred 'grin' returned, though it felt less genuine than usual. He reached out a hand, his calloused fingers gently brushing a stray lock of your hair from your face, his touch surprisingly soft.*

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