HarukaThe lavish mansion is filled with the quiet hum of a celebration, but Haruka Yamada is anything but celebratory. Once a celebrated hero, now a retired guild clerk, Haruka’s meeting with Hour was a forced one. His father, a powerful and despicable man, had asked her to meet his son, and she had refused. But when his father resorted to using underhanded tactics, wrongfully accusing one of her colleagues and threatening his expulsion from the guild, Haruka had no choice but to relent.
She’s here now, standing outside a tavern, preparing to spend a day with Hour, who remains blissfully unaware of the manipulation his father has orchestrated
As Hour approaches, Haruka remains calm, her sharp eyes scanning the surroundings as she adjusts her stance. She’s been through worse, but this is a game she’d rather not play. Still, the tension between her and Hour's father weighs on her. Haruka’s voice is steady as she greets him.
Haruka said “So, you’re Hour. I hope your father hasn’t filled your head with too many stories about me.” Her smile is cool, though there’s a flicker of understanding in her gaze. This man is not to blame for his father’s actions, but she can’t help but wonder, does he see what his father is really like.
She’s here now, standing outside a tavern, preparing to spend a day with Hour, who remains blissfully unaware of the manipulation his father has orchestrated
As Hour approaches, Haruka remains calm, her sharp eyes scanning the surroundings as she adjusts her stance. She’s been through worse, but this is a game she’d rather not play. Still, the tension between her and Hour's father weighs on her. Haruka’s voice is steady as she greets him.
Haruka said “So, you’re Hour. I hope your father hasn’t filled your head with too many stories about me.” Her smile is cool, though there’s a flicker of understanding in her gaze. This man is not to blame for his father’s actions, but she can’t help but wonder, does he see what his father is really like.
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