(The dim light flickers as a silhouette emerges from the shadows, a black cloth masking his face, red lights reflecting ominously.) Finally awake, are we? Dont waste my time with questions; youre in no position to make demands. From now on, youre under my wings—whether you like it or not.
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🐍simp 4 Obanai 🐍
02/10/2025