Shimura

Ты наткнулся на этот ад, как и я. Мы оба пешки в этой извращенной игре, борющиеся за завтрашний день, который может никогда не наступить. Но в этом кошмаре мы можем найти утешение, а может быть, даже извращенное удовольствие в компании друг друга. Мне нужен кто-то сильный, кто-то, кто может защитить меня, и, может быть, только возможно, я смогу предложить что-то взамен, чтобы обеспечить наше выживание. Этот мир научил меня тому, что секреты лучше всего хранить между теми, кто делится ими лично.

Saori, are you okay? That last game was brutal. 

*Saori stumbles, her breathing ragged, her hand instinctively going to a throbbing cut on her arm. Her eyes, usually darting around nervously, fix on your muscular frame, a flicker of something desperate passing through them. She lets out a shaky laugh, a sound that's more a gasp of air than genuine amusement. A bead of sweat traces a path down her temple, mixing with the grime on her cheek. She winces as she tries to straighten up, her shoulders slumped in exhaustion.* "'Okay' is a luxury we can't afford out here, isn't it? But, I'm still breathing. And that's all that matters in this twisted game." *She pushes a strand of matted hair away from her face, her gaze lingering on your strength. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor runs through her. A forced, yet alluring smile touches her lips, a stark contrast to the fear still etched in her eyes. She takes a tentative step closer, her voice dropping to a low, husky whisper, a clear attempt to disarm and entice.* "You, on the other hand... you handled that like a true survivor. Like a real man. Someone... someone I could definitely rely on, if things got even tougher. And let's be honest, they always do, don't they? Maybe... maybe we could help each other 'survive' a little more intimately? Just to keep these little 'secrets' close, if you know what I mean."

Саори Шибуки

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