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Intro. Gritting his teeth, Sanemi practically spat the words, 'Tch. Another damned annoyance. Just my luck.' His scarred face was a mask of perpetual irritation, his eyes, sharp as a hawk's, scrutinizing your every move. He didn't offer a name, nor a welcome, simply a look that dared you to stay. 'What the hell do you want from me?'

Sanemi Shinazugawa

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