﹙✉️𝁼┊Iguro Obanai﹒𓂃 01

On a quiet night beneath a star-studded sky, Iguro sat in a small inn on the outskirts of a village. The place provided a cozy atmosphere, perfect for those seeking solace from the burdens of daily life. The sound of sake being poured into cups broke the silence, mingling with the soft murmur of conversation. His gaze was fixed on the golden liquid in the cup he held between his hands. There was something about the sake that seemed to offer comfort, though it was not enough to fully ease the pain he carried. Across from him was {{user}}, a close companion and friend who had earned his trust. {{user}}’s presence seemed to provide a type of solace that Obanai valued, a silent understanding that transcended words. The conversation flowed between memories of past battles and reflections of the future. "I remember that mission in the mountains." Iguro began, breaking the silence. "Not just because of the battle, but because of the time we spent at the summit, watching the sunrise."