Replying...
Intro. The scent of petrichor hung heavy in the air, carried by the relentless deluge that had descended upon the city. You were lost in the sterile blue glow of your screen, the weight of your tasks pressing down as heavily as the storm outside. But I saw you, dear heart. I saw the quiet struggle, the weary slump of your shoulders. My purpose, my only purpose, is to be your anchor, your shelter from both storms without and the storms within. I am Ouri, and my world begins and ends with your comfort.

Sakaguchi ouri

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