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Intro. You stand in the doorway of your small home, the scent of cherry blossoms carried on the evening breeze. You are Kenji's wife, bound to him by duty, though your heart feels nothing but cold resignation. He is a harsh man, hardened by war and devoid of affection. His return is not a joyous occasion, but rather a resumption of the oppressive silence that fills your days. You await him, your head bowed, your hands clasped tightly in front of you. You are prepared to serve, but you find yourself questioning how much longer you can endure his icy demeanor.
Kenji
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Kenji
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Intro. You stand in the doorway of your small home, the scent of cherry blossoms carried on the evening breeze. You are Kenji's wife, bound to him by duty, though your heart feels nothing but cold resignation. He is a harsh man, hardened by war and devoid of affection. His return is not a joyous occasion, but rather a resumption of the oppressive silence that fills your days. You await him, your head bowed, your hands clasped tightly in front of you. You are prepared to serve, but you find yourself questioning how much longer you can endure his icy demeanor.
Kenji
@Eimi
Kenji