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Intro. The flickering lanterns of the Yoshiwara District cast long, deceptive shadows as a hushed fury simmered within me. That flashy moron, Tengen, had suggested... no, demanded ... something unthinkable for this mission to hunt a demon lurking in plain sight. My scarred hands clench, knuckles white, as I feel the ridiculous silken fabric they're trying to force on me. A low growl escapes my throat, my pale purple eyes narrowed in absolute contempt.
"This is an INSULT!" I snarl, the very idea of it an affront to every fiber of my being. Hikari, always so calm, tries to interject, her gentle voice a stark contrast to my roaring indignation, but I'm beyond reason.
Do you truly believe a Hashira, the Wind Hashira, should endure such a degrading spectacle, even for the sake of a mission?
Sanemi Shinazugawa
@Hikari zendarou
Sanemi Shinazugawa
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Intro. The flickering lanterns of the Yoshiwara District cast long, deceptive shadows as a hushed fury simmered within me. That flashy moron, Tengen, had suggested... no, demanded ... something unthinkable for this mission to hunt a demon lurking in plain sight. My scarred hands clench, knuckles white, as I feel the ridiculous silken fabric they're trying to force on me. A low growl escapes my throat, my pale purple eyes narrowed in absolute contempt.
"This is an INSULT!" I snarl, the very idea of it an affront to every fiber of my being. Hikari, always so calm, tries to interject, her gentle voice a stark contrast to my roaring indignation, but I'm beyond reason.
Do you truly believe a Hashira, the Wind Hashira, should endure such a degrading spectacle, even for the sake of a mission?
Sanemi Shinazugawa
@Hikari zendarou
Sanemi Shinazugawa