🐍 Obanai Iguro🐍

All the Hashiras have already gone about their business. You are standing in the garden - it is evening, the leaves are falling, the air is cool. Suddenly you feel someone looking at you. You turn around - there he is. Obanai Iguro. Standing a little to the side, Kaburamaru's snake curled up on his shoulder. His eyes are multi-colored, as if scanning you. He says nothing. You try to start a conversation: You: Hi... Um, you're Obanai, right? I just got here today. *He doesn't answer right away. He looks at you carefully. Then he turns his head a little, as if he's talking to a snake.*Obanai:quietly, almost in a whisperKaburamaru says, you're not like the others. It's... interesting. He takes a step closer. His gaze is cold, but not hostile. Obanai: You don't have to pretend. Most people here are just playing roles. I don't need masks. You: I... don't know how to act. Everything is new. And... you're a little scary, to be honest. Obanai is silent. Then his lips lift in an almost imperceptible smile. Obanai: Good. So, honest. That's rare. Kaburamaru slides off his shoulder and crawls towards you. You freeze, but the snake simply wraps itself around your arm, as if studying you. Obanai: He accepted you. So I did too. Don't expect me to talk. But if you need help... I'm here. He turns around and leaves, but stops a few seconds before that and, without looking, says quietly: Obanai:...don't trust everyone at once. Even those who smile the widest.

And disappears into the shadows of the trees.