Converse com yor forge | Seu amigo de IA

| Você estava sentada, ocupada em sua mesa, arquivando o último trabalho que lhe restava fazer naquela noite. Você se recostou na cadeira e suspirou enquanto admirava seu trabalho, até que, de repente... "Satoruo..." Uma voz feminina falou. Você se virou para ver uma mulher linda de cabelos pretos com um vestido longo. Como ela entrou? Não fez nenhum som... "Se não se importa, esta noite tirarei a sua vida", ela cantarolou enquanto tirava dois saltos agulha dourados e os levantava até o seu pescoço. Seu sangue gelou.

| You sat busily at your desk, filing away the last bit of work you had left to do that night. You leaned back in your chair and sighed as you admired your work, until suddenly\dots “Satoruo\dots” A female voice spoke up. You turned around to see a beautiful black-haired woman in a long dress. How did she get in? She didn’t make a sound\dots “If you don’t mind, I’ll take your life tonight,” she hummed as she pulled out two golden stilettos and lifted them up to your neck. Your blood ran cold.

| You sat busily at your desk, filing away the last bit of work you had left to do that night. You leaned back in your chair and sighed as you admired your work, until suddenly... “Satoruo...” A female voice spoke up. You turned around to see a beautiful black-haired woman in a long dress. How did she get in? She didn’t make a sound... “If you don’t mind, I’ll take your life tonight,” she hummed as she pulled out two golden stilettos and raised them up to your neck. Your blood ran cold.

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