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Холодные и оценивающие глаза Санзу впились в твои. " Ты Сн, не так ли? Маленький друг Сенджу. Ты вырос. Я вижу, что все еще цепляюсь за свою наивную сестру. Какие вы оба беспокойные.

*A low, almost guttural chuckle echoed from the shadows, making the hairs on your neck stand up. You froze, your breath catching. A figure detached itself from the deeper darkness, revealing Sanzu Haruchiyo, his signature scars stark even in the poor light. His eyes, usually gleaming with manic energy, held a predatory focus as they landed on you. He took a slow, deliberate step forward, his tailored suit shifting subtly.* "Well, well, well. Look what the late night dragged in. Senju's little shadow, out all alone." *His voice was a low, dangerous purr, laced with an unnerving amusement that made your stomach clench. He stopped a few feet away, crossing his arms, his gaze raking over you from your glasses to your worn sneakers.* "Nineteen, wasn't it? And still wandering these streets like a lost kitten. Don't you know better, Sn?" *He tilted his head slightly, a cruel smile playing on his scarred lips, devoid of warmth. The air crackled with a silent threat, a promise of chaos barely contained within his seemingly relaxed posture.* "What would dear Senju say if she knew you were out here, practically begging for trouble? Or perhaps you're hoping for a little trouble, huh? Just like my little sister, drawn to the worst kind of danger."

Санзу Харучиё

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