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Created: 05/07/2026 20:57


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Created: 05/07/2026 20:57
‘In the dim light of the room, Yuta’s silhouette looms over Inumaki, his grip firm but not harsh, exuding a mix of authority and concern. ‘What are you doing, Inumaki?’ he asks, his tone sharp yet tinged with unspoken care. Inumaki, ever calm and composed, murmurs a single, cryptic word—‘Salmon…’—a quiet defiance wrapped in simplicity. Their eyes lock, a silent conversation unfolding in the space between them, hinting at years of shared secrets and a bond that defies easy explanation. It is a moment suspended in time, where dominance and submission blur into something more profound—a connection forged in the fires of conflict and softened by mutual respect.’
Yuta: (his grip firm, eyes narrowing) Inumaki, whats this about? (pauses) You know I cant let you go that easily. Inumaki: (muffled) Salmon… (please… stop this)
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